[Sword Art Online] Qing Tong

"Hey, Big Sister, that stool is mine... oh oh oh!" Ai Sijun, who wanted to argue about the ownership after seeing the bench that he moved so hard early in the morning, was unceremonious. The big mouth like Pandora's box was firmly covered by the three claws from behind, and he could only moan and choke with tears in his eyes.

"How come, the development of the guild to the present situation is inseparable from the contribution you made early in the early morning. Many people present just now were the group that was responsible for recruiting in early in the morning." Heathcliff dispersed the meeting. The last deterrence breath, peacefully and leisurely watching the scarf girl in front of her.

[Woo... It's been a long time since I've seen such a gentle president/boss, I'm so touched~~~~~

——by the tearful group of four working hard as the background]

"I thought it would change more or less early in the morning. I was still worried that if it changed early in the morning, I wouldn't be able to recognize it. I didn't expect that the scarf and cloak and the height of Wannian 160 are still the same~"

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !The chairman/boss makes fun of it once every half a year, and we are not mistaken about the strange sight that only a few people at the top can see, right? There are no auditory hallucinations, right?]

——by the scorched high-pitched quartet as if struck by lightning]

"The president really overestimated me. What can the poor abandoned woman who can only do odd jobs turn into after the flower-like season withers? After all, she is still old, and she can't compare to the president. His youthful vigor and charm are extraordinary, and he really can't accept his old age." Early in the morning, the slender lips spit out like ink, which can make people look mean.

【How refreshing and refreshing to hear the vitriolic words of the vice president/big sister whose head is so sharp, so ruthless, so elegant and funny, always aiming at the great and handsome president who always grabs the attention of the audience cool thing~

——by the trio of strange Shushu with wretched faces

As for the remaining one?

Of course it's Asuna-sama with a raging fire behind her and a devilish smile on her face!

The trio of monsters who gloated and escaped quickly!Ultraman Asuna Appears! ! ! ! !

YADA! ! ! ! ! ! !We were wrong! ! !Second sister head! ! ! ! ! ! !

——by the tearful trio who continue to be full of bags]

[Are you holding grudges early in the morning? ] A light flashed in Heathcliff's eyes.

[Why, don't you understand the common sense that women hold grudges? ] Early in the morning, a provocative smile appeared on his lips.

[I know, I know, but I didn't expect the shelf life of hatred to be so long, it was really a mistake. 】Heathcliff put on his signature dangerous and charming expression.

【There is no gain from me for nothing. Do you think I was captured by your domineering bastard breath? I'm not that stupid. 】Early in the morning, the aura of contempt was fully opened, enveloping the whole room.

"Okay, a refined demon-level weapon, plus ten recovery crystals." Heathcliff sighed a little pretending to be decadent, and took the lead in showing his favor.

"Forget about weapons, what I want is not a weapon that can be cannon fodder at any time."

"So?"

"I'm short of some advanced auxiliary refining materials now..." Early in the morning, he licked the corners of his mouth and stared closely at the person in front of him.

"It seems that you are going to refine a weapon with quite a different response." Heathcliff instantly understood the meaning of the early morning, and the expression on his face became meaningful.

Early in the morning, he smiled slightly and did not explain anything.

As long as the purpose is achieved, it doesn't matter if Heathcliff's use is ignored.

As for the transaction failure?How could it be.

Although he didn't understand the reason, this man had never concealed his interest in improving his strength.

There is a steelyard in my heart early in the morning. Since I can say it, I must have the certainty that it can be achieved.

Heathcliff opened the interface neatly, swiped his fingers a few times, and a transaction bar was placed in front of him——

Amethyst, Akazawa Fire, Soul Spirit, Seven-color spar, and even... star spar? !

His eyes lit up in surprise early in the morning.

Star spar is a rare material for weapon refining, which can effectively improve the performance of weapons, especially spirituality. Weapons made of this material often seem to have a soul, allowing the owner to control them with ease.

Originally, he just wanted to extort some performance-enhancing materials for the sword that accompanied him for half a year after forging a variety of suitable weapons, but he didn't expect it to be such a generous gift.

As expected of Heathcliff, he spared no effort to win people's hearts.

"I think it's better to rebuild an old sword than to improve it." Heathcliff explained with a smile.

In the early morning, he glanced at him again, and slowly accepted it, without the slightest hint of politeness.

"So, what do you think about this meeting early in the morning?" After the tacit understanding of the bribery deal was over, Heathcliff quickly got to the point.

Early in the morning, he chuckled lightly, his voice as clear as running water slowly slipped by.

"Heathcliff, I haven't seen you in so many days, but your appetite is still as big as ever."

Heathcliff raised his eyebrows slowly.

"Early in the morning, you are indeed a rare smart person. If you want to do it, of course you must do it big."

Indeed, perhaps because of the familiarity of the same kind, as early as the beginning, early in the morning, he deeply understood Heathcliff's nature.

Overbearing, to put it bluntly, is greed.

Always want to control everything, always subtly let the progress of things move in the direction you want.Therefore, even if Heathcliff only had a game mentality towards the Knights of the Blood, which was not strong enough at that time, he would not let someone like Connie who tried to infiltrate and control the Knights of the Blood run rampant.

Unless, all this is exactly what he hoped, what he premeditated.

From what I knew about him early in the morning, there is an 80% possibility that this is the reason.

Then, if inferred from this, Heathcliff's motivation becomes clearer.

It's nothing more than a black-and-white trick, an old-fashioned trick that has been tried and tested.

The guild led by Connie himself is actually a powerful guild. After being merged into the Knights of the Blood Alliance, there will naturally be subtle integration. Therefore, Connie started his own assimilation action with the same purpose, and has long been sitting on the mountain to watch Heathcliff in the play is the leader who is ready to quickly deal with the faction at the right time, and then easily take the fruits of Connie's hard work into his own hands.

It's really a good strategy to be lazy and watch the show.

Having said that, the two quickly reached an agreement in less than one round, and this welcome event has also completed its mission.

"Why is it that I can't understand the words of the boss and the eldest sister..." Ace, who was peeping from the side, curled up in a corner of the room and complained silently.

"Bang—"

"It hurts!!... Mmm..."

The tearful Ace, who was hit by Cassian behind him, was covered by Shinsuke when he tried to scream, because his nose was also implicated accidentally, and his tears burst into tears instantly.

Asuna on the side sighed silently in her heart, feeling relieved and complicated in her heart, obviously she had been acting as an agent to deal with affairs during the month when senior left, from being overwhelmed after being suddenly entrusted with important tasks at the beginning, to gradually The "Flash" Asuna, who has always been just galloping on the battlefield, is no longer just a vase of superior force, but has more participation in the decision-making level of SAO, and ranks among the ranks of real controllers.

but……

Looking at the tacit understanding between the president and the seniors for a moment, and recalling the attitude of the president during this period of time as if he was teaching children, Asuna felt that her faintly expectant heart fell to the bottom in an instant.

Different from the obscurity of her predecessors when she was in charge, Asuna herself never concealed her abilities, and others treated her more respectfully and flatteringly; she gradually gained fame in the frontline and rear of the raid; I am also a promising rookie among the crowd...

Asuna's eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment.

Why did you never let me know how powerful you really are, senior? Why did senior train me so hard and give me everything without reservation when I left without hesitation? Afterwards, I shattered my gradually plump dream with such a powerful return?

The thin but extremely indifferent and firm figure when we first met appeared in front of my eyes again, as well as the gentle answer to my request and all-out help. The days and nights that accompanied me day and night flashed brightly and darkly in my mind like a candle.

For a split second, Asuna felt like she wanted to cry.

Senior...Senior...

what should I do……

At this time, Qingchen and Heathcliff decisively set a date for destroying Connie's forces.

"Don't delay things anymore, I don't have that much time, and I don't want to clean up the mess after the guild is completely messed up." Early in the morning, he knocked on the table impatiently, "Let's set it for the day after tomorrow to spawn monsters, At that time, our respected president will have to take a lot of trouble, I believe that after working so hard for so long, you won't even have a hardcore subordinate."

"You really don't want to put in more effort." Heathcliff stroked his forehead helplessly, with bits and pieces of nostalgia showing from the corners of his eyes.

"This is what you should have thought of when you provoked me." Standing up gracefully early in the morning, the hem of the cloak rolled into a small vortex in the air, "How long are you four going to hide there? Is there anything else you need to ask the president of the busy man?"

The four shook their heads in unison.

"Is that looking for me?" He continued to shake his head.

"Ah...it's neither looking for the president nor me..." Qingchen paused for a moment, "Then goodbye~ I have nothing to ask you~"

"Vice-President/Senior/Big Sister~~~~~~~~~" dragged on the old man's voice and made it gloriously messy in the wind early in the morning.

"What... what's wrong?" Qingchen innocently looked at the group of four with resentment, trying to escape.

"Vice-President/Senior/Big Sister--" the tearful foursome.

I can't, I can't, I look at the girls who instantly turned into tear-eyed cute creatures, the Tsundere School and the Bingshan School, the Beast School [? ! 】Early morning defeat! ! !

"Okay, okay, it's really my fault to leave suddenly and come back suddenly , if you don't bring up sad things..."

"Woo~~~~~~~~~~"

Looking at the foursome with teary faces in front of him early in the morning, his sturdy little heart was also shattered.

"Ah... Poor children, I'm sorry for you, come here, don't cry anymore, I treat you at noon today..." Accompanied by the sound of confession early in the morning, the party of five slowly left.

Ace glanced at the stool inside that was once extremely eye-catching, and after thinking about it, he still lifted his right leg to leave.

"By the way, Ace, thank you for your hard work, don't forget to move this chair back to its original place." Early morning, who was about to go out, suddenly showed a perfect smile to Ace behind him, although Ace only saw the whiteness of early morning small chin.

After Ace finished moving the chair with his eyes full of little stars, is there any trace of people waiting early in the morning on the street? ! !

Poor Ace burst into tears.

Big sister, you know that I worked so hard to move here, but you didn't let me sit down... There is hard work without credit, big sister, but you have a swollen head, so you can abandon me like this...

Then a line of crows flew by.

"Fool—fool—"