Self-Acknowledgement
Éditeur: Henyee Translations
Roland pondered the problem in the tavern while waiting for the results of the magic spiders' search.
And in a small town a thousand miles away, Douglas was very depressed.
He climbed up woodenly from the altar of the Church of Life.
How many times was it now that he had resurrected?
The ninth, or tenth?
The black rocky statue of the Life Goddess stood tall behind him, and the bright and beautiful sun could be seen through the windows of the chapel, but he was in no mood at all to look outside.
The excitement of being new to the game three days ago was now worn away by endless frustration.
The game was a good game, a real virtual reality game—it was just too real.
Real enough to make one want to cry.
As a famous person born with a silver spoon in his mouth in Jiang City, he hadn't believed in virtual reality games.