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Custom-made clothes took time.

“You need clothes to wear right away, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then I’ll alter these clothes for you. It can cover you up since you don’t like exposure. They’ll be a bit tight, but how about that?”

If she could cover up, that was enough for now.

It was an outfit that was open above the chest.

The female employee… or was she the owner? She took out a piece of fabric and skillfully cut it.

Cutting.

Sewing.

She made a sort of, what was it called, an under… underboob? No, an under-something style of clothing.

It was a little longer than that.

She layered the chest-exposing outfit with another that exposed the area below the chest, defending against exposure.

“How is it?”

“Good.”

Looking at the clothes on the mannequin, she was satisfied.

“I’ll help you put it on.”

The temple was even more crowded than before.

It was quite busy before, but,

‘It’s worse now?’

Is something really going on?

Americano had business at the temple, but she was an [Outsider].

The more people there were, the more her body stiffened.

Being a real-life Outsider, she didn’t particularly enjoy being mixed in with crowds.

‘Should I come back later?’

Chest.

She could cover her bare skin for now, but not the size.

She wore a robe, but her swollen chest still attracted attention.

‘Let’s go to the armor shop.’

Her schedule was delayed again.

Armor shop.

The owner was taciturn and mostly spoke with gestures, so she could only roughly receive the [Steel Cuirass].

The armor shop owner is also an Outsider, she thought, feeling relieved for some reason.

[Steel Cuirass]

[Base Defense] [150]

She moved it to her equipment window and equipped it.

She touched her chest.

‘Feeling relieved.’

It was uncomfortable, pressing down on her chest, but so what?

She felt comfortable being able to cover her chest.

“Oh, right.”

She asked the armor shop owner.

“The thing I entrusted to you, is it all, repaired?”

“….”

He held up two fingers.

“Two weeks left?”

“….”

He nodded.

The repair was taking a really long time.

It’s just a game.

Americano left the armor shop.

She looked at the Magic Shop.

It was still out.

“….”

She entered the weapon shop.

“So where did you make the Magic Sword?”

“Don’t know.”

“I’ll buy it, the Magic Sword.”

“I said I don’t know, you brat.”

Gusta said irritably.

“In the first place, there aren’t any monsters here tough enough to warrant using a Magic Sword. If I could make one, don’t you think I would have left this place?”

“For someone who says that, your sword-making skills seem quite extraordinary. The weapons you’re selling are all top-quality, even if they lack options. You’re more than qualified to be a Magic Sword artisan.”

“Huh…”

Gusta looked at the woman with a somewhat pleased expression.

He pretended to be nonchalant.

“What does a kid like you know?”

“My eye for quality is better than most knights.”

“Ahem.”

Gusta suddenly noticed Americano entering the store.

He signaled with his eyes.

‘You, get out for a bit.’

‘Huh?’

Americano backed away and waited outside the shop door.

“Don’t look for a Magic Sword from me, go to the Magic Shop next door.”

“They’re out right now.”

“So you’re causing a scene here?”

“What scene am I causing? You don’t have any customers anyway.”

“….”

He was hit with facts.

Gusta, unable to retort, rubbed his head.

‘Who is she?’

Americano peeked into the weapon shop.

The woman was striking.

Scarlet hair.

Scarlet armor.

Scarlet greatsword.

Black was mixed in, but only to highlight the scarlet.

At first glance, she looked like a flashy player, but,

‘She seems like an NPC?’

It wasn’t an Avatar.

Avatars had a certain superficiality to them, which was absent here. It was a subtle distinction, but usually noticeable at a glance.

But even if she wasn’t an Avatar, the colors were so vibrant they were almost painful to look at.

Full Dive’s Magical Power link erased all scars when realizing the real body as a virtual body.

She had confirmed that even melted bodies could be restored when she first started the game.

She didn’t know about plastic surgery, but wouldn’t that be erased too? Plastic surgery was also a type of scar.

Whether good or bad, all acquired physical modifications were erased, so if you lost your Avatar and returned to Vanilla, you would generally end up with your plain real-world appearance.

Scarlet.

That hair color doesn’t exist in reality.

‘She’s an NPC.’

She finished her thoughts.

Bored in front of the shop, she started making various deductions.

“I’m telling you, I don’t have it!”

“I have to meet her! Do you need money? Then take this! Do you need more? I’ll give you so much you can’t refuse!”

Inside the shop.

It was noisy.

Just then.

An animal approached Americano.

A fox poked its head out from the corner of the shop building.

A nod.

It seemed to be telling her to come.

After passing the corner and reaching a place where the inside wasn’t visible from the outside,

“What have you been doing outside?”

“What?”

The fox revealed its nine tails and was engulfed in Blue Flame, transforming into a human.

“Twenty people have come and gone already. All twenty of them came looking for a Magic Sword that spews Blue Flame.”

“..?” Why?

Blue Flame Magic Sword.

If she made a Magic Sword, wouldn’t it naturally become known?

‘Come to think of it.’

Judging from what Gusta was saying, it seemed like she hadn’t advertised it yet.

“They knew and came looking even though I didn’t tell anyone. If you didn’t tell anyone, no one should know.”

“….”

“And they kept coming back to find the Magic Sword. The leader is also racking her brains. Their intention to find you using the Magic Sword as an excuse doesn’t seem good.”

Gumiho crossed her arms and said with dissatisfaction.

She grumbled in a small voice, “Hmph. It would be easier to just tell them.”

“But Blue Flame is a characteristic of the Magic Sword I made with my Foxfire. They definitely wouldn’t have come looking if they mistook it for something else.”

“Hmm…”

Americano also retraced her memories.

“You don’t know why those people are looking for you?”

“I don’t know.”

Had she done anything that would be known to others in the first place?

She tried to remember, but she didn’t know.

Suddenly.

“Ah…”

Ranking?

No?

Maybe?

Is that it?

A question arose.

Gumiho saw it and said.

“The atmosphere in the village is strange these days. You know that, right?”

“….”

Was it strange?

Americano was unfortunately an [Outsider].

“You didn’t know?”

“….”

“Haa…”

Well, she knew that the number of people had increased.

Gumiho entered the workshop and sat on a nearby chair, crossing her legs.

“I heard that the Summoned Hero can’t return to their home world, you know that, right?”

“Yeah.”

“Because of that, fights are breaking out between Summoned Hero in other villages.”

“Really?”

“You didn’t know that either? Even I, who’s stuck in the workshop, could hear it?”

“….”

It wasn’t written in Tang So-hye’s note.

It didn’t feel like she had deliberately hidden it.

Fights.

The image that came to mind was not just individual fights, but fights between groups.

It was probably something like clan wars.

Just like in reality, the fight for territory in the game, where they had to live like reality, was likely to have begun in earnest.

After all, most of the Summoned Hero were hunters.

It wouldn’t be strange if they started doing in the game what they used to do outside.

“How have you been living?”

Gumiho said as if she was amazed.

“Anyway… won’t you sit down?”

“….”

Where’s the chair?

There it is.

She brought it over and sat down.

“Anyway, Gospel must have been of low importance to the Summoned Hero. The monsters are weak and the main Quest is nothing special.”

“But not anymore?”

Gumiho nodded.

“But in the midst of all that, the Hero are looking for you. The woman who’s giving the leader a headache over there is one of them.”

“….”

“What have you been up to that the Hero are so desperate to find you? Did you kill the Hero’s king? Or did you bewitch them?”

“I was just hunting normally.”

Bewitch who?

She really just went hunting.

Tower climbing.

Field hunting.

Clearing some Quests.

Meeting Orcs too.

‘I really don’t know.’

“You’re more clueless than you look.”

“….”

“Anyway, it’s clear that they’re looking for you. Do you know what characteristics they mentioned?”

Gumiho held up her fingers one by one.

“Woman, large breasts, long hair, Magic Sword, and… what happened to your arm?”

“Used as bait while catching a boss monster.”

“….”

“Ah…”

Her right arm was gone.

She realized why she was asking.

She asked in surprise.

“You know about that?”

“I guess so.”

How?

She was confused.

The characteristics Gumiho mentioned applied to many women besides herself.

But the arm?

Even if we consider the Magic Sword, losing her arm was only yesterday.

Her mind worked busily to find the answer.

She didn’t like racking her brains, but it wasn’t like she was stupid.

Americano was silent.

Her body stiffened.

She fell into thought.

Deeply.

Deeply.

To find the answer.

She had prior knowledge of Full Dive, but it was superficial.

Her Full Dive playtime was less than half a month.

But she could find the answer.

No, it was still just a suspicion.

She had never seen it directly.

‘Ranking.’

She remembered the people gathered at the monument.

Were they simply gathered to see the ranking table?

She vaguely remembered seeing on a strategy site that the monument had a function to view videos left by the conquerors.

‘Is that it?’

It was still just a suspicion,

But there was no other explanation.

But the arm?

That must have been spread in the video too.

Why?

How?

That part made her head hurt the most.

The circumstances of the video leak.

Assuming the video was leaked, how did it get leaked?

“Ah…”

She remembered.

When she reached level 25.

When the community was unlocked.

The information window asking if she wanted to reveal her name in the solo ranking flashed through her mind.

She remembered seeing messages asking her to set other settings as well.

Americano found the relevant settings window and opened it.

<Record Table>

<Tower>

[21st Floor (Anonymous) – Human Knight Chris(SSS)]

[22nd Floor (Anonymous) – Basilisk(SSS)]

[23rd Floor (Anonymous) – Orc Elite Troop(SSS)]

[24th Floor (Anonymous) – Mountain King Ogre(SSS)]

[25th Floor (Anonymous) – Witch Win(SSS)]

Oh.

She skipped past it.

That wasn’t important now.

She found it.

<Ranking Usage Settings>

[Video Disclosure] [Public]

[Name Disclosure] [Private]

[Comment Blocking] [Strong]

And various other settings.

This was it.

[Saved Battle Videos] [Open]

She pressed [Open].

Then all of Americano’s battle videos were listed.

Tower conquest videos, as well as videos of her hunting goblins in the field and hunting Road Kobolds, were all included.

Delete them?

‘No, that’s a bit…’

It was a waste since they were saved with such effort.

If you played the videos, they were filmed quite nicely.

Combined with Americano’s beauty, she couldn’t help but want to keep them.

‘Just take down the videos.’

If she only took down the videos uploaded to the ranking table, the unfortunate events of today wouldn’t happen again… but the more she thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

‘Why are they looking for me?’

It wasn’t to find the Magic Sword.

Gumiho said it too.

‘They’re looking for me.’

The fact that clans were flocking to occupy Gospel was something that hunters always did in reality, so she could just brush it off.

‘But why me?’

She couldn’t know the reason why they were looking for her.

‘Maybe the ranking turned out better than I thought?’

She smiled, imagining things.

There were many famous and strong hunters in Full Dive.

It was difficult to surpass them and be in the top ranks.

Maybe she accidentally ranked high in something and that’s what caught their attention.

Since the game had become like this, it would be somewhat understandable if they were trying to gather as many talented people as possible to strengthen their forces.

Occupy Gospel and recruit talent at the same time.

Recruiting could be done by subordinates, so it wouldn’t be strange if there were people searching for Americano.

Ranking high, surpassing high-rank hunters, would have great significance.

‘I might be fighting better than I thought.’

She was internally praising herself and was about to take down the videos when.

[Total Accumulated Earnings]

[19,000,010 Gold]

Taking down the videos was too… too…

‘What is this.’

Too much money had accumulated.