A Certain Middle-Aged Man’s VRMMO Activity Log c80

Toaru Ossan no VRMMO Katsudouki

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“Good grief, it’s been horrible from the moment I wake up.”

With the Queen and Dragon-chan gone, we can finally pa.s.s the time peacefully.

“Ain’t it fine? Having such a babe yearning for you is a pretty nice side benefit, right? Share some of that good luck with me.”

Zetan says that kind of thing. He’s saying it with a carefree tone, but with that sly grin on his face you can tell what he’s thinking. It’s a bear’s face, but I’m becoming accustomed to all the many kinds of expressions it can have; I’m being poisoned by this world.

“Your meal is here.”

The inn’s proprietor set out a simple meal; come to think of it, this is the first inn I’ve seen that provided food. This has its merits and demerits that would split people between thinking it’s good or bad, but I’m among those that thinks it’s good.

“Proprietor, is there any sort of simple quest that’s come in?”

To be honest, since that kind of thing happened as soon as I got up, I was a little torn over whether I should do a quest or not, but if I think about the inn fees, I think that, even if it’s a little, it would be better to earn back the capitol with a quest. At that moment, I hear a *patterpatter* running sound from outside the room; the footsteps sound light, so a woman?

“I’m terribly sorry, but I heard that “Wild Hair” Zetan-sama was here!”

A woman wearing a dress came rus.h.i.+ng in. Her breathing is rough, and you can tell that she’s in an agitated state.

“Is there anything I can be of service for? Milady.”

When Zetan says that, the woman saw him; certainly she looks like some sort of n.o.ble woman.

“My daughter is … my daughter is missing! Would you look for her!?”

For now we have the fl.u.s.tered woman drink water to calm down; if we don’t hear the story behind it, nothing can start happening. Her name is Karen Fenrir. “Fenrir!?”I was completely surprised, but Zetan explained the reason behind it.
It seems the Fenrir family is a prestigious family of n.o.bles; it seems that it was the Fenrir bloodline that was supposed to have killed the first generation G.o.d. For now, I just accept that it’s a background story of this world.

“And, those of the Fenrir bloodline can take two forms, as the human form and Fenrir-state form.”

Is what Karen-san supplemented; as she spoke, and the story was unfortunately cut short.

“And, so the daughter you were speaking of, what kind of person is she?”

Zetan spoke up.

“My daughter’s name is Meena Fenrir, and her appearance is like this.”

She said and showed Zetan and myself a picture.

Of course, she showed pictures of both the human and the Fenrir-state.

“We’ve been at this town for the past several days, and as usual my daughter went out to take her daily walk; for us, the majority of the monsters here can’t be considered our opponents, and here there is also no need for us to challenge them. However, today, after the usual 30 minutes have pa.s.sed, I went out to look for her, but I didn’t see a single sign of her.”

Fuumu, certainly that’s … odd.

“Have you asked the watchguards stationed at this city?”

Just for form’s sake, I ask.

“Of course, but the guards said that they didn’t see a sign of Meena returning through the gate after she left…”

I see.

“In other words, the possibility that she’s still outside is high, and that something has happened; so it would be better to go take a look.”

In response to Zetan’s opinion, I also nod.
For this much of the situation to have been revealed, I think we can unmistakeably discard the possibility that it’s all just a coincidence.

“It’s been about 2 and a half hours since my daughter went outside …”

With that much time having pa.s.sed without her returning, as expected, it would be better to go out and look.

“Please, won’t you look for my daughter? Of course I’ll pay remuneration.”

Zetan showed a thinking expression for bit … and nodded.

“Understood, I’ll take it up. Which direction did your daughter go when she left the door?”

To that, Karen-san immediately replied, “To the west.” Next, Zetan turned to face me.

“Naa, Earth, is your searching ability limited to monsters?”

Aa, there’s that too. He wants to rely on Thief Skill’s Art, . It’s not wrong that it would be good to acquire something like a radar to look for clues.

“No, it can look for more than just that. As you might expect, looking for a specific person is impossible, but it’s possible to understand whether you’re looking at a monster or something else.”

To that, Zetan nodded.

“Got it; come with me. That ability will be helpful in a pinch for searching; I’ll put out the compensation.”

Zetan said that, but immediately Karen-san corrected him.

“No, if you are both going to go forth together, then I will, from my side, prepare a suitable remuneration, so please, please cooperate…”

To her voice, I immediately replied, “Understood,” and began preparing my bow and armor.

“Zetan, sorry, but if you let me ride on your back, since you’re overwhelmingly more maneuverable than me, if I ride then I’d be able to search a whole lot more a whole lot faster.”

Zetan said, “Aa, let’s do that, get on!” and, to make it easier for me to get on, he lowered his body.
Today’s waking moments and a good quest; it seems like it’s become a day where there’s no room to take things leisurely.

SKILLS

[a.s.saulting Kick]Lv22

[Craftsmans.h.i.+p]Lv55

[Stealth]Lv41

[Chivalrous Thief]Lv22

[Fairy Language]Lv99 (Forced Acquisition) (Unable to be moved to Reserved Skills)

Reserved Skills

[Blacksmithing]Lv39

[Advanced Cooking]Lv10

ExP 4

t.i.tles Possessed:  The One who Charmed Even the Fairy Queen, The One who Defeated a Great Foe Alone, Liberator, ???
“The Fairy Queen’s Husband-san”, “Chef of the Battlefield-san”

A/n: A sudden quest. These types of quests are randomly generated, so the portions where the walkthrough sites aren’t helpful are many.
Furthermore, many quests that require the cooperation of local fairies are beginning to emerge.

There’s some holiday preparations I need to make, but I hope to have the next chapter out in a somewhat timely manner.>