A journey to another world starting from a sword

"Why ask that question?" Dante asked, turning his head in confusion.

"But isn't Mitt sleeping?" Lingyin looked down at Mitt, whose face was buried in someone's chest, and then looked at Dante and asked.

“Well…” Dante pulled Mitt up in a hug and explained briefly, “Players can actually teleport together, but it might require some physical contact.”

"I see." Lingyin seemed to understand.

“Perfect timing, grab me.” Dante decided to demonstrate, or rather, experiment, himself.

"Is that so?" Taking a step closer, Lingyin gently tugged at Dante's sleeve.

"..." Dante paused, staring at Lingyin's hand that was tugging at his clothes.

Does tearing clothes work?

He only remembered cases of people moving together by holding hands. If they could move together by grabbing a piece of clothing, wouldn't enemies be able to move together as well? That seemed a bit illogical.

Seeing Dante pause, and thinking something was amiss, Lingyin went a step further, directly taking his arm. "Like this?"

"This should be okay, right?" she said, blushing slightly.

“…probably.” Then Dante formally addressed the Transfer Monument, “Transfer!”

"Karuruin!"

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"Is Mito asleep?" Asuna asked Dante the first thing she said when she met him, bringing Liz and Silica with her.

“Oh, right.” Dante nodded, then looked at Argo behind Asuna. “Why did you come along too? Work?”

"Hehe, taking half a day off isn't a big deal, is it?" Argo said with a grin, putting his hands behind his head.

"Eh—that Argo actually said that," Dante joked. In his memory, Argo was basically busy with the strategy missions whenever he had free time.

"Well, today is a celebration after all, and I also need to take a break when I'm in a bad mood." Although he said he was in a bad mood, Argo still had a childlike smile on his face.

"In a bad mood? Has something happened?" Dante asked, puzzled.

“Listen to me!” Asuna answered for Argo, as if all the anger had been absorbed into her. “We just ran into the Fang King.”

"Ya Wang?"

“Yes!” Asuna recounted what had just happened. When they and Argo went to the first floor to invite the life-type players back, they encountered the Fang King and several of his teammates in the plaza.

When Ya Wang saw them, or more precisely, when he saw Asuna and Argo standing together, his face turned very ugly.

"Trying to run away again? You despicable scoundrel!" Ya Wang shouted in great displeasure.

"Honestly, we didn't do anything!" Asuna stood there angrily, hands on her hips.

"Then Xiaoya started arguing with the other person." Argo sighed helplessly from the side.

"Did you lose the argument?" Dante asked, frowning, seeing that Asuna seemed angry.

"No!" Asuna proudly raised her head. "We won!"

"Hey—well done!" Dante grinned, praising her as if he wanted to give her a thumbs up.

"Humph~"

Chapter 120: Tonight is Christmas Eve

Asuna, raising her eyebrows, looked quite smug. Anyone would be in a bad mood if they were suddenly picked on, so winning an argument was definitely something to be happy about.

The reason Argo said she was in a bad mood was probably because the reason for the King of Fang's stress was that she was with Asuna.

Although she never regretted being a closed beta tester, she even felt fortunate that it allowed her to gather information that would be helpful to other players.

But being targeted for no reason, even if the target is actually a beta tester, can still be disheartening to experience firsthand.

"Well, if you're still in a bad mood, let's go and block the door of the King of Teeth now," Dante suggested. He could also pick fights, but he didn't usually do it.

"That's a pity. I saw that when Ya Wang and the others left, they seemed to be heading in the direction of Manana Rena Village," Argo said with a grin, never one to miss a good spectacle.

"Ah...that's truly a pity."

According to the information in Argo's advance guide, there are only two ways to get to Mananarena Village in the center of the building. One way is to use the underground tunnel, which takes less than two hours. The other way is to travel from the surface, which takes half a day from Karuruin.

The fifth-floor boss is a gigantic zombie so large that one might complain it was definitely not human in its previous life. It is a being that must be defeated to pass through the underground tunnel, but it is not a monster that must be defeated.

It's unclear which path Diabel's Aincrad alliance intends to take, but Dante plans to kill the Wilderness Boss, as he happens to know information about it.

Although the zombie boss is highly resistant to slashing, thrusting, and piercing attacks, it will weaken during the day when sunlight shines in by manipulating levers located throughout the room to unlock the stone slab puzzle on the ceiling.

This kind of strange mechanism can be easily solved as long as you know the information; it's practically free mana.

At the same time, Asuna announced a somewhat terrifying idea with a serious expression, "However, since they say we ran away, why don't we just do it? It's a pity that Kizmel isn't here, otherwise we might be able to defeat the floor boss."

"Hey, Asuna, calm down a bit." Argo gestured with his hands to dissuade her, indicating that she should stop joking like that.

"Well, it's not impossible," Dante murmured.

"Hey!" Argo turned to Dante, his mustache twitching as if to say, "Why are you saying such impulsive things?"

Dante and Asuna looked at each other and finally smiled knowingly.

"Hmph." "Haha."

"Are you two playing a trick on me?!" Argo pouted, his painted beard on both cheeks instantly converging towards the center, and he raised his hands slightly as if surrendering.

They then found a hotel recommended by Argo and booked four rooms at the front desk. Dante asked Argo, who was also booking a room with him, what she was going to do in the afternoon. To his surprise, she said she was going to sleep all afternoon. That's Argo for you.

Dante gently placed Mitte on the bed, pulled the blanket up to her neck and tucked it in, then went into the hallway, turned around and closed the door.

Argo did not return to his room at this time, but chatted with Asuna at the door.

After Dante came out, she teased him, "Hehe, how about sleeping with me again after all this time?"

Long time no see? Together?

Ah, Argo was referring to what happened at the Dark Elf camp.

Dante replied with little interest, "If Asuna were to come along, I would consider it."

"That's a real shame, the beds here aren't that big," Argo sighed. "Right, little Aya?"

"If someone wants to sleep under the bed," Asuna said, giving someone a slight glare.

"If there were a comfortable carpet under the bed, like a tent..." Dante said it wouldn't be a bad idea.

As if lost in memories, Asuna's tense expression relaxed for a moment. "That rug is really comfortable. I wonder if I can buy it."

“Once the artisan players have grown up, they will definitely be able to buy them,” Argo said optimistically.

"But the first priority now is to buy a house as the guild's headquarters," Dante said, emphasizing that buying a house was the prerequisite for everything.

“Oh, right. I heard from Xiaoya that you made a fortune at the Relics Collection Festival.” Argo brought up another matter. “You’re not short of money now, are you?”

“Oh right.” Dante pointed to his index finger and said, “If you’re short of money, I can sponsor you for free.”

“Don’t underestimate me,” Argo said with a smile, stroking one side of his beard. “Daily expenses are absolutely no problem.”

"Well, I do have the idea of ​​starting a newspaper, but that's for later."

Choosing to reserve his opinion, Argo walked to Silica's door. "Good night, oh, should I say good afternoon?"

"Well, good afternoon." "Yes, good afternoon." The two greeted Argo as he entered.

She then told Dante to rest properly, and Asuna returned to her room. She saw that Mito had covered his head and seemed to be fast asleep.

"...Hey, Mito, is she asleep already?" Asuna carefully walked to the bedside, removing her equipment and leaving only an elf-style dress.

Without receiving a response, she lifted a corner of the blanket and crawled into Mitt's bed.

"Asuna, you don't need to share a bed with me." Peeking out from under the covers, with her eyes half-closed, Mito finally couldn't help but say.

"Eh... but we haven't slept together in so long." Asuna blinked her sleepy eyes, a smile appearing on her face as if she had just remembered something.

Last time, it seems, it was also on the third floor, and I was taking a nap, but the difference was that someone seemed to be missing.

"How did you find out?" Mite mumbled shyly.

"ear."

"ear?"

"Mitsu's ears are still bright red." Asuna teased, nibbling on Mitsu's ear.

"Don't say anything," he pleaded earnestly, as if to hide his shyness, and pulled the blanket up again to cover his head.

"Hmm." Asuna chuckled softly, and finally closed her eyes.

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As evening approached, the sky above Robia was adorned with colorful hot air balloons, resembling festive ribbons. They swayed gently in the breeze, reflecting the shimmering waterways and historic stone bridges.

The square was bustling with people, their laughter and chatter creating a joyful symphony.

Various merchant players were hawking their wares at their stalls, holding all sorts of items in their hands. There were also many uninvited merchants who were guided to reserved spots by players maintaining order.

Even Lisbeth didn't miss this opportunity to make money, asking her guild leader for a well-located booth where she could even see the stage set up in front of her.

The goods sold are drops collected from the dungeon and handicrafts made by Mitsu that were not sold before.

Each appraisal requires a reading process, and even she had just finished appraising the items and picked out some necklaces, rings, and bracelets that looked nice but were actually useless to display on the shelf.

Perhaps under the spell of the festival, in just over ten minutes, several couples who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere had bought a lot of useless jewelry and earned seven thousand Corsos in one go.

Even many male players, whether alone or with their companions, were very interested in browsing the stalls and bought some items as well.

This made Lisbeth think to herself: This money is too easy to make!

Meanwhile, in the bustling market, a fragrant aroma wafts through the air, from the creamy scent of baked crab meat with cheese that can be smelled from afar to the visually stunning lobster rolls filled with plenty of shrimp, as well as freshly baked pizzas and sweet, freshly squeezed juices.

Various food vendors enthusiastically recommended their dishes to passing players, inviting them to stop and enjoy a feast for their taste buds.

The longest queue was at the stall run by a brother and sister wearing the initial gear. Instead of collecting the free seafood provided by the organizers, they opted for wild boar meat from the first floor and cooked various wild boar dishes.

"found it."

Just as Dante was chewing on the crispy, juicy roasted pork belly like a rodent with its cheeks puffed out, Asuna's voice came from behind him.

After receiving the clothes sewn by Ashura, they went to find a place to change. No one would want to wear hunting gear during such a celebration.

"Not bad... Oh?" ​​Dante was about to offer his usual compliments when he was drawn to Asuna's long, slender legs, causing his voice to rise slightly.

The originally black over-the-knee stockings had inexplicably turned white. The white stockings tightly wrapped around her smooth and delicate legs, outlining perfect lines, as if they were a masterpiece by an artist, with every stroke showing great care.

The soft sheen of the stockings shimmered slightly in the setting sun, adding an unspoken allure.

"Is there a problem?" Ashurai, the designer, asked from the side. "Actually, I have a few more pairs of stockings in different colors and designs..."

Seeing Asuna's face gradually turn red because of Ashura's words, Dante, realizing this, kindly interrupted, "It's no problem, Asuna is naturally suited to white."

“No wonder Asuna just…” Lisbeth blurted out.

"Liz!!!" Before she could finish speaking, Asuna rushed over and used her left hand to tightly cover her mouth.

"Ughhhhhh?"

Chapter 121: A Girl's Dream

Looking at Dante in a panic, Asuna quickly changed the subject, "Well, your clothes are very nice too."

The suit jacket, with its main colors of white, blue, and red, exudes a casual feel. Inside, there is a stylish blue suit vest and a white shirt decorated with gold chains, tied with a thin black tie.

This wasn't just polite talk; Asuna's words immediately drew the girls' attention.

"Dante looks so cool in that outfit!" Silica exclaimed.

In an instant, she suddenly felt a strong surge in her chest, her heart pounded faster for no reason, and her cheeks flushed.

"He looks like a prince from somewhere," Mite remarked, a rare occurrence for him.

“That’s probably an English prince,” Ashura said with a smile. “The plaid pattern on his suit originated from a 20th-century English rural design.”

After hearing Ashura's introduction, everyone was even more convinced of her professionalism. Could this person really be working as a fashion designer in real life?

"And he looks very mature." Lingyin clasped her hands together. "Hey, Dante, do you usually wear suits?"

"Not really." Dante twisted his body, feeling a slight sense of constraint, as if it wasn't as flexible as the armor.

“It’s definitely not as flexible as combat clothing.” Ashura shook his head, seeing through Dante’s thoughts. “However, I’ve tried my best to reduce the feeling of restriction in the clothing. If there were other fabrics available, it should be possible to make it more comfortable. I personally like the texture of flannel, but I haven’t found the right material yet.”