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Only Yuriel, her face pale, looked at her guild master with tension and confusion, not understanding why Asuna had become even calmer after hearing such news.

The player being killed is hardly a reason to remain calm, is it?

Furthermore, now that the red-named players have started killing people, wouldn't Mo Mo, who was kidnapped by them, be in even greater danger?

No matter what, Asuna shouldn't have that expression, right?

However, Yuriel was only responsible for the daily management of the entire rose garden. She rarely offered suggestions, and at the most crucial moments, she dared not utter a word, for fear of influencing Asuna's decision.

As it turns out, Asuna's decisions so far have not been wrong.

Although it may have been Momo's idea behind it.

"coming."

Tilberu smiled slightly, watching a female knight approaching from a distance. She quickly ran towards Yuriel, seemingly still wanting to deliver a message.

"Just say it out loud, it's okay, I already know what the news is."

It was Asuna who spoke. The female knight was somewhat surprised, but she did not disobey Asuna's wishes at all. She immediately stood up straight and replied, "Guild Master, a player from the Blood Oath Knights has come to inform you that an emergency meeting concerning the safety of everyone's lives must be held immediately. Everyone must attend, otherwise it will be considered as relinquishing their right to lead the players."

"Such arrogance."

Asuna scoffed, saying, "This Heathcliff is getting crazier and crazier. When did leading players become a right? It's clearly an obligation, a responsibility that leading players voluntarily take on."

"Does he really see all of this as a right to pursue?"

Tilberu chimed in, "Whom the gods would kill, they first make mad. This is Heathcliff's last chance, his only chance. He must seize this opportunity, prove Momo wrong, and take back control of everything, or the entire SAO will be finished."

"But what exactly is causing his anxiety and frantic behavior?"

Tilber smiled and said, "I'm also curious about his motives and pursuits, but now that he's done this, we should naturally go along with it. I wonder what you, Guild Master Asuna, think our Watcher Knights should do?"

Asuna didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you think everything Momo said is true?"

Tilberu Wan'er said, "I believe Mo Mojun. Everything Mo Mojun said is naturally true and is definitely the only truth. Heathcliff is just going crazy."

No, you're wrong.

Asuna refuted Tilberu, saying, "Momo is definitely talking nonsense. How could this game be a murder game? How could the Japanese government wantonly murder its own citizens? You know, there are 10,000 people involved!"

"Have you heard of the six-person connection theory? Anyone can connect to anyone in the world through their known interpersonal relationships, and only five people are needed as bridges."

"There are 10,000 people here. How extensive would their network of relationships be? Among them are many wealthy and powerful individuals. Or take Mo Mo as an example. How much pressure would Mo Mo's identity put on the Japanese government?"

"Even if the Japanese government doesn't want to get involved, will our neighbor let go of such a good opportunity to kick a dog when it's down?"

Tilberu's eyes lit up. "I see. As expected of President Asuna, your considerations are very thorough and persuasive. Now I suddenly feel that Momo must be talking nonsense. Perhaps Heathcliff's plan is also quite feasible?"

"That's right, as long as no one is alienated, it's definitely feasible."

"I understand."

……

Terrifying news once again swept through Aincrad. Although most players hid in inns and bars, killing time, the news spread unusually fast this time, as if each player had a source of origin nearby.

The Red Name Guild, Smiling Coffin, and the large-scale experimental field led by the Japanese government, the murder game SAO, have finally entered their final stage.

Execution phase.

In order to collect players' reactions to a range of negative emotions such as despair, sadness, hatred, and pain, the final execution began.

Simply put, it's murder.

Unfortunately, right now all the players are the ones who have been killed.

Lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Despair spread, a sense of powerlessness enveloped his heart, and the alcohol that wouldn't make him drunk swept through his mouth, but it could never numb his brain and consciousness, preventing Klein from fulfilling his desire to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

"Mo Mo... I'm sorry... Oh well, anyway... I'm going to die soon."

Klein held his wine glass, his eyes devoid of any fighting spirit. One of the members of the Wind, Forest, Fire, and Mountain Guild couldn't stand it any longer and said, "Guild Master, the time Heathcliff set is almost here. Are you really not going? Is our guild really not going to take any action?"

"What kind of action is this! That guy named Heathcliff, what a tongue-twisting name! A middle-aged man with such a cringeworthy name, he must be a severe case of chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur), hopeless!"

"Heathcliff wants to stir up trouble, he wants to be a mad dog, why are you following him? Our motto is to protect our friends and enjoy the battle!"

"So, do you expect me to lead you guys to fight those crazy red-named players? Please, they can resurrect. You've already died once, do you expect me to mourn for you again?"

Klein's words were barbed, but his members didn't get angry at all. After all, this was how Klein was when he was in a bad mood. His care and protection for his friends was deeply ingrained in people's minds, so they didn't care about this little flaw of his.

"But President, is everything Mo Mojun said true? After all, there's no evidence..."

"Regardless of whether there's evidence or not, I can't just let you fight against players with red names. Do I need to say more?"

"Too……"

A tall black man walked over and said, "I'm going to follow Heathcliff and go on a crazy dog ​​fight with red-named players. I'm really sorry, Klein."

"what?"

Klein rolled his eyes and said, "Who doesn't know you're a hidden battle maniac? Otherwise, what's the point of having such a big body? Go on, just don't die."

"Hmph, no matter what, I want to know the truth and witness it with my own eyes. As for you... well, your choice makes sense too."

Agil stopped trying to persuade Klein. Everyone has their own ambitions, and Klein's idea was also correct. Whether Momo was telling the truth or Kayaba Akihiko was telling the truth at the beginning of the game, neither of them denied one thing: this was a death game.

Fighting against players with red names is like engaging in high-level PvP with real people. Who can confidently guarantee that they will emerge unscathed?

This is truly a challenge that could lead to death!

"Where's Kirito? Isn't he going?"

Klein asked curiously, but Agil didn't answer. Instead, he pointed with his thumb, and Klein looked over. At the doorway leading out of the personal room instance, two figures were embracing each other.

Kirito was fortunate.

"Don't worry, I will come back, absolutely, I promise."

Xing pursed her lips, nodded, wiped away her tears, and said, "I won't stop you, because I know that's the kind of big boy with an overflowing sense of justice. That's why I like you."

"So, I definitely can't stop you, but Kirito, I can also learn from another girl."

Sachi cupped Kirito's face, gave him a kiss, and then, looking at Kirito's slightly flushed cheeks, said, "I will learn from Argo; she is my role model now."

"No, you won't have a chance. I will definitely come back, I promise!"

Author's Note:

Book recommendation: A veteran author on Qidian, I understand. "Infinite Blood Sorrow" is also an infinite flow novel, currently ranked number one on the weekly collection list. This is a book that incorporates his embarrassing past. If you are interested, you can check it out.

107 Almost became a hero

Seeing the two of them, Klein and Agil exchanged a glance and smiled at each other, though it was more of a wry smile.

Even Kirito is like this, let alone the other players. Without a doubt, the news Momo brought was devastating.

Some people say that ideals and hopes are not important because humans are realistic beings who can survive under realistic conditions.

Someone like that should really be allowed to come to Aincrad and experience the joy of the death game.

Agil wasn't blaming Kirito. After all, Kirito was quite old. How many kids his age could be as strong and resilient as Kirito? Everyone was too busy indulging in their youthful exuberance and chuunibyou to take on the responsibilities that Kirito had.

Leaving Kirito aside, signs of this escalating romance are everywhere in SAO right now. It seems like everyone is letting their emotions run wild, wanting to savor the taste of love in these last moments.

This was understandable, but it gave Agil a sense of despondency.

He hates decadence.

"Kirito-kun, isn't it considered unlucky to say something like that in your Japanese culture?"

Agil said it in a joking tone, but Kirito heard it and turned around in surprise. He saw Agil and Klein looking a little embarrassed. He was about to say something, but Sachi pulled him back.

Sachi kissed Kirito again. Kirito was initially embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but he felt Sachi trembling.

Was it because of what Agil said?

Kirito didn't completely believe Momo's words; perhaps Momo had also been deceived by Kayaba Akihiko. However, it seemed that Sachi believed him.

That's it.

Thinking of this, Kirito temporarily ignored his best friend Agil and hugged Sachi's shoulder.

Agil sighed, stroking his bald head, and said, "Klein, did I say something wrong?"

"Well, if I were Sachi, I would definitely come and beat you to death right now! But Sachi is much better-tempered than me, so she didn't bother you, but went to bother Kirito instead."

"hateful!"

Klein looked up at the sky and sighed, "These past few days, there have been dozens, even hundreds, of couples on the streets, but why am I, Klein, still not one of them?"

"Why don't you come with me to save the world? Maybe you'll become a hero."

"I refuse."

Upon hearing this, Klein immediately lost all motivation, slumped onto the table, and said, "Instead of wasting time dreaming of being a hero, I'd rather lie here and savor the taste of life."

Akiel sighed again, unable to blame Klein for anything, after all, everyone has their own ambitions.

"Ah, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Agil, Klein."

Kirito's face flushed slightly as he jogged over. When Agil turned around, the first thing he saw was Sachi's murderous eyes.

Agil quickly made an apologetic gesture, otherwise Kirito might actually get into trouble and seek revenge, which would be incredibly unfair.

"Don't look for me, just look for this big guy. Sorry, Kirito, I'm not going this time. You guys think justice and heroes are important, but I value my life more!"

Kirito was slightly startled and looked at Klein with some astonishment. He remained silent for a few seconds, then said without saying anything more, "Let's go, Agil."

The two left side by side, leaving only a silent Klein behind.

"Waiter, two more bottles of wine!"

The bar owner walked over, frowned, and said, "Are you sure you're okay drinking this much? Your health should be the priority, shouldn't it?"

"Get lost! Your AI was given to you by us. Who gave you the right to manage us? Cole is here, so just keep earning your Cole!"

"I'm so annoyed, I want to die, can't I just drink myself to death?"

The NPC rolled his eyes at Klein and said, "Suit yourself. Anyway, the wine here won't get you drunk, and Cole makes a profit, so why not?"

With that, he took the money pouch and went to get the wine.

Klein stared at the NPC shopkeeper's retreating figure, his eyes flashing with a cold light. Others might not know, but Klein, who had been dealing with this shopkeeper for two months, had deeply felt the improvement in his AI, which was why Klein believed Momo's words without a doubt.