Dimensional Chat Room

Chapter 61 Gathering

"Aozora: Nagato, have you finished the book I transmitted to you last time?"

"Big cute god: it's almost time."

"Aozora: Are you okay?"

"Big cute god: Yes."

"Aozora: That's good. If you need anything else, you can always come to me."

"Big cute god: thank you."

"Aozora: Uh...you made me feel embarrassed by saying thank you. That's all I can do for you."

"Big cute god: I think it's good."

Ah, the cute goddess is really easy to satisfy. It would be great if everyone were as good as her.

Ye You sighed sincerely.

On the other side, Angel of Destruction and Joan of Arc have not shown up. That is because they are giving common sense guidance.

North bank of the Seine River in the center of Paris, France.

The changes in 500 years can be described as a sea of ​​change.

In Jeanne's senses, it was clear that some time ago it was a stone house and a small wooden house, but now it is full of tall buildings and busy with traffic.

I heard Master Gabriel say that those steel boxes are means of transportation called "cars", which are faster than a thousand-mile horse and do not require rest.

You are worthy of being an angel, no matter what age you are in, you can do whatever you want.

At the first stop, Joan of Arc did not return to her hometown, but followed Gabriel's advice and came to Paris.

"This famous romantic city must not be missed." Lord Gabriel said this.

Joan of Arc took Sakura to the Louvre, which is a world-famous art palace and one of the largest art treasures.

Sakura, who was going abroad for the first time, couldn't help but be overjoyed, her head spinning like a bird.

Until the two came to a relatively remote corridor in the Louvre Museum of Painting.

"I'm probably dead: Joan of Arc, take advantage of the moment to transmit the portrait of the angel."

"Joan of Arc: Huh?"

"I'm probably useless: take a closer look, who is painted on it?"

"Joan of Arc: Archangel Gabriel..."

"I'm probably useless: Well, that's right. I have very strong opinions about this painting. Mortals who have never admired my glory can just draw a portrait of an angel based on speculation. This is disrespectful!"

"I'm probably dead: I have the duty and responsibility to dispose of it."

"Joan of Arc: So that's it, I understand."

Although I understand it, I still don’t seem to understand it at all.

"Joan of Arc: But...Angel-sama..."

However, Joan of Arc still felt that something was wrong.

But what the angel said...is not wrong...?

"I'm probably dead: What are you still hesitating about? Come on, there's no one around now."

So, why do you have to do it while there is no one around?

Joan of Arc's common sense and belief were constantly at odds, and her hand stopped in mid-air in a dilemma.

Under the guidance of the useless angel, I have been able to use item transmission for a long time.

Moreover, when uploading Gaia's light group, Joan of Arc gained 200 dimensional points.

So it is possible to export items. Although it can be done, why is there a dull pain in the left atrium?

The useless angel was anxious.

The event will be over in 6 days. If you don't have money to spend, you won't be able to draw Xingbu Ji.

Wasted Angel, I played two servers.

"I'm probably useless: have you forgotten that your master asked me to teach you modern knowledge?"

"I'm probably done with it: now the first lesson: to correct the things that blaspheme the faith."

Joan of Arc looked up and stared at the portrait again. It was indeed as the Lord Angel said. The naked body in the portrait was unworthy of dignity. It is inevitable that Lord Gabriel will judge it as blasphemous.

And the master must have trusted Lady Gabriel to let her grant me knowledge.

Well, Lord Angel can’t be wrong.

So select the target and upload it.

With a whoosh, the pictures disappeared, leaving a blank space on the wall of neatly arranged pictures.

"Hmph, who told them to draw a portrait of me casually?" The useless angel couldn't help but feel a little prickly as he held the treasure of the Louvre and looked at it in a daze.

Woo——woo——

A shrill whistle came from the Louvre.

"Siren? What's going on? Didn't no one see it?" The useless angel threw the painting in his hand into the sky in panic and shouted hurriedly,

"I'm probably dead: Joan of Arc, run quickly."

"Joan Arc: Hey - why are you running?"

Looking at the men in uniforms who were approaching her aggressively, Joan of Arc panicked even though she had the power to repel them with just a wave of her hand.

"I'm probably dead: this is a trial given to you by the angels."

"I'm probably dead: Anyway, run!"

"E-E-E!"

Jeanne picked up Sakura, who had not yet understood the situation, and broke out of the window.

The clear water of the Seine River was slowly flowing by. Joan of Arc knelt down on the stone slab, bent forward and rested her elbows on the ground. She vaguely felt that she seemed to have done something extraordinary today... ..

The horizontal line - that is the green strip of the HP bar. Looking around, there is a green inverted triangular pyramid above everyone's head.

"Really...I've come to sword art on line."

It was also the first time for Ye You to play a full immersion game, and it felt very novel.

Upload the stealth machine, and then upload the consciousness as well, allowing the consciousness to sneak into the NERvGear to realize the possibility of linking to the Sword Art Online server.

At the same time, there was a big cute god, and even Kayaba Akihiko couldn't notice the sudden appearance of several more players.

By the way, contact Blank and Asuna first.

"Aozora: @[] @Asuna, where are you now?"

"[] (Sora): We are hunting wild boars outside the town right now. Wow, this is really great. This is a game. It's great to be able to join the chat room!"

"[](White):...Hmm...Perfect..."

"Asuna: Huh? Did you go outside the town? That's a dangerous area."

Asuna said worriedly.

"Aozora: It doesn't matter. In the game field, no existence can be their opponent, not even gods."

"Asuna: Ah...oh..."

Asuna nodded in understanding.

However, the sudden appearance of several companions gave her an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

The images uploaded to the chat room, the sudden disappearance of the package, and their appearance here made Asuna slowly shed her armor of suspicion and vigilance.

"Aozora: Anyway, let's meet first, right?"

"Asuna: Yeah, yeah. I'm at the Black Iron Palace in front of the central square of Beginning Town."

"neetji: I'm here too."

"Aozora: Is Yakumo Murasaki here?"

"neetji: I don't know, but I probably won't let such an interesting thing go."

"neet-hime: Compared to Yakumo Purple, the useless angel didn't come? Her love for games is second only to Sora."

"Aozora: However, we finally have a way to 'get together'."

"Chiba's Fallen Holy Black Cat: Old thief Qingkong, I'm here, come out and pick me up!"

"Aozora: Uh... um... let's move towards the Black Iron Palace first. Yes, it's the huge palace next to us after logging in."

Asuna looked at the speeches in the chat room, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but raise her eyes and look into the distance.

The slanting sunlight made the red roof shine with golden light. Even though she was in an abnormal situation, Asuna was actually moved by this beautiful imaginary world at this moment.