Dimensional Chat Room

Chapter 61

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

"Da Moe God: coming soon."

"Aozora: Is it okay?"

"Da Moe God: Hmm."

"Aozora: That's good. If you have any needs, you can always find me."

"Da Moe God: Thank you."

"Aokora: Uh... you said thank you but made me embarrassed. There is nothing I can do for you."

"Da Moe God: I think it's good."

Ah, Dameng God is really easy to satisfy, if everyone is as good as she is.

Ye You sighed sincerely.

On the other side, the waste angel and Joan have not come up because they are conducting common sense guidance.

The north bank of the Seine in the center of Paris, France.

The changes in 500 years can be described as the vicissitudes of life.

Among the senses of Joan of Arc, it was clear that some time ago, there were still stone houses and small wooden houses, but now it is full of tall buildings and busy traffic.

Master Gabriel said that those steel boxes are vehicles called ‘cars’, which are faster than Chollima and do not require rest.

You deserve to be an angel, no matter what age you are in, you can handle it.

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

"The famous romantic city, you must not miss it." Master Gabriel said.

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

Sakura, who went abroad for the first time, couldn't help being overjoyed, her head turning like a bird.

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

"I'm probably scrapped: Jeanne, take advantage of this, and transmit the portrait of that angel."

"Jan of Arc: Huh?"

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

"Jan of Arc: Archangel Gabriel..."

"I probably scrapped it: well, that's right. I have very big opinions about this painting. Mortals who have never admired my glory at all, just paint the portraits of angels at will on the basis of guesswork. This is disrespectful!"

"I'm probably scrapped: I have the obligation and responsibility to dispose of it."

"Jan of Arc: So it is, I understand."

Although I understand, I still don't seem to understand.

"Jan of Arc: But...Lord Angel..."

However, Joan still feels something is wrong.

But the words of Lord Angel...can't be wrong...?

"I'm probably scrapped: What are you still hesitating? Hurry up, no one is there now."

So, why have to take advantage of no one!

Joan's common sense and beliefs are constantly rubbing, and her hands are in a dilemma.

The transmission of items will be used long ago under the teaching of the waste angel.

And when uploading Gaia's light group, Joan of Arc gained 200 dimensional value.

So exporting items can be done. Although it can be done, why is the position of the left atrium aching?

The waste angel is anxious.

The event will be over in another 6 days. If there is no money, you will not be able to draw Xing Bu Ji.

Waste angel, played two suits.

"I'm probably scrapped: Did you forget that your master asked me to teach you modern knowledge?"

"I'm probably abolished: The first lesson now: Regarding things that blaspheme faith, be serious."

Jeanne looked up at the portrait again, indeed, as the Angel said, the portrait was naked and majestic. It is inevitable that Master Gabriel will be judged as blasphemy.

And the master must also trust Master Gabriel, and let her grant me knowledge.

Well, Lord Angel can't be wrong.

Then select the target and upload it.

With a swish, the picture disappeared, and the neatly arranged picture scroll wall suddenly left a blank space.

"Huh, who told them to paint my portrait casually." Holding the treasure of the Louvre, the waste angel couldn't help feeling a bit stinging, staring blankly.

Woo-woo-

A harsh whistle came from the Louvre.

"The siren? What's the matter? Didn't anyone see it?" The waste angel hurriedly tossed the painting into the sky and hurriedly called.

"I'm probably scrapped: Joan, run."

"Jan of Arc: Eh-why are you running?"

Seeing the men in uniforms coming toward him aggressively, Joan was panicked because she clearly had the power to knock them back with a wave of her hand.

"I'm probably scrapped: this is a trial given to you by an angel."

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

"Eh-eh!"

Joan picked up Sakura, who had not yet understood the situation, and walked out through the window.

The clear water of the Seine River slowly passed by. Jeanne fell on her knees on the stone slab, bent forward and her elbows on the ground. She vaguely felt that she seemed to have done something extraordinary today... ..

Horizontal line-that is the green strip of HP bar. Looking around, everyone has a green inverted triangular pyramid on top of their heads.

"Really... come to swordartonline."

Ye You is also the first time to play a fully-dive game and feel very novel.

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

At the same time, there is a big cute god, and the sudden addition of a few players can't even be noticed by Kaaba Akihiko.

By the way, contact Blank and Asuna first.

"Qingkong: @【】@Asuna, where are you now?"

"[] (Empty): We are playing wild boars outside the town. Wow, it’s really great, this is the game. It’s great to be able to join the chat room!”

"[] (White):...um...perfect..."

"Asuna: Huh? Did you go outside the town? It's a danger zone."

Asuna worried.

"Aozora: It doesn't matter. In the field of games, no existence is their opponent, not even a god."

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

Asuna nodded seemingly.

However, a few more partners suddenly appeared, which gave her an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

The image uploaded to the chat room, the package that suddenly disappeared, and their figure here, made Asuna slowly take off the armor of suspicion and alertness.

"Aozora: Anyway, everyone meet first, right?"

"Asuna: Uh, uh. I'm in the Black Iron Palace in front of the central square of the town of origin."

"Neet Hime: The concubine body is here too."

"Aozora: Is Yakumo Zi coming?"

"Neet Hime: I don't know, but I shouldn't miss such an interesting thing."

"Neet Hime: Compared to Yakumo Zi, the waste angel did not come? Her love of games is second only to blank."

"Aozora: But, everyone finally has a way to'gather together'."

"Chiba no fallen sacred black cat: Old thief in the blue sky, I'm here, come out to pick you up!"

"Aozora: Uh... that... we first move towards the Black Iron Palace, yes, it is the huge palace next to it after logging in."

Asuna watched the speech in the chat room, her mouth curled slightly, she couldn't help raising her eyes and looking into the distance.

The oblique sunlight made the red roof shining with golden light. Even if she was in an abnormal situation now, Asuna was moved by this beautiful imaginary world.