When the black-haired young swordsman heard the man sitting on top say these words, his first reaction was naturally disbelief.
Are you kidding me? The leader of the strongest guild and the player who has been fighting on the front line is actually the mastermind behind all this!?
This is just as dreamy as the plot of a movie. If you want to talk nonsense, please have a limit.
No matter how Tongren tried to explain and evade it in his mind, after seeing the other party's terrifyingly calm face, his mood slowly sank to the bottom.
"It seems like you still don't believe it, so after seeing this, you should be able to understand."
Noticing that Kirito's stiff expression still contained a bit of luck, Heathcliff pulled down his system interface and displayed something.
"——!!"
A string of purple English phrases appeared above his head, which was extremely dazzling.
"Immortal Object" is an object that cannot be destroyed and is something that "players" will never own.
The last trace of hope disappeared, and Kirito, whose eyes were wide-eyed, took a breath of cold air.
Various unreasonable problems were also explained from another angle.
No wonder...no wonder this man's health bar never dropped to the yellow zone during the battle.
No wonder he never takes the initiative to issue orders. Instead, he leaves everything to others to handle while he watches from the sidelines.
It turns out that was not a sign of trust in his subordinates.
On the contrary, for experimenters, is there anything more worth looking forward to than personally observing the changes in the ‘guinea pigs’?
"cough……"
A feeling of humiliation welled up in his heart, but the words were stuck on his lips, and the young swordsman clenched his fists with an ugly curve at the corner of his mouth.
"Then...now that you suddenly reveal your identity, do you think that 'this game is no longer interesting and it can be over'?"
With a low growl, Kirito glared at Heathcliff, who had a stern expression.
The progress of the strategy has obviously only reached the seventy-fifth floor. Presumably the final script of this wicked man is to wait until the players break through the last floor, reveal his identity amidst cheers, and then enjoy the desperate expressions of the players.
Now with this identity, I must feel that this game is no longer interesting.
Because since passing the sixtieth floor, very few players have died in floor strategy battles, and everyone has gradually adapted to this death game.
"That's not the case."
I thought my opinion was correct, but Heathcliff shook his head and denied it.
"I was originally planning to appear last, as the defending boss of the 100th floor, the 'Lord of the Ruby Palace'."
"Tsk, that's really tasteless fun."
With a cold snort, Kirito couldn't help but sneered when he heard this.
"The reason why I show my identity to you now is because there is an existence among the players that I am very interested in."
"...?"
Heathcliff, who didn't pay attention to Kirito's venting, put his hands together and propped up his chin on the table, smiled.
"Kirito, go and 'confirm' who is the one I'm looking forward to, you or her."
"Use the 'two-sword style' I 'given' to you."
"——??!!"
This is a matter of course. Since Heathcliff is Kayaba Akihiko, he naturally has the right to distribute these unique skills.
But when he thought of "Two Swordsman Style", this skill that he was proud of was mentioned by this man like a charity, Kirito felt an unknown fire burning in his heart.
"Stop joking! Do you still think I will listen to you now?"
Although I still don't know who that 'she' is, no... maybe I already have a guess in my mind, but it is absolutely impossible for him to continue to be obedient.
Because there are only two people now, Kirito's brain is already working rapidly, hoping to leave evidence that Heathcliff is Kayaba Akihiko.
Although his current influence is not small, if he talks without proof, it is likely to cause division among frontline players. Or is this what this man wants to see?!
"Haha... Of course, I have already considered this."
There was no surprise in Kirito's reaction, as if everything was under control.
"Kirito, what are my terms of exchange?"
A strong will burst out from Heathcliff's eyes. Rather than the conditions, it was better to say that he had seen the outcome that the young swordsman would agree to.
His body felt a little cold, and Kirito felt as if an invisible net had enveloped him.
In the GM management device room underground in the "Black Iron Palace", the sound of tapping on the virtual keyboard was crackling.
Waving her fingers, Yuuki's eyes kept flashing through the digital symbols on the analog screen in front of her, combing through pieces of data that were almost enough to burst her brain.
There is only one chance.
After finally arriving here with Yui's data body, we must cut out the program about the little girl before "Cardinal", the system set up by Kayaba, is aware of it.
Of course, if she is given enough time, Yuuki may not be able to modify the settings of this game world with her current knowledge base that is enough to become a 'hacker', but this is not realistic.
Not to mention that Kayaba herself has the highest authority in this game, and the system he designed will not allow her to intervene easily.
If we can't successfully alert them once, there won't be such a good opportunity in the future.
That's why she waited until now.
Clenching her hands and placing them on her chest, Yui looked nervously at the girl in front of the stone table.
Even though she was one of the "admins" of this game, the little girl didn't stop Yuuki.
Perhaps, she is also hoping that Yuuki can liberate this sad and deformed world.
(…)
(Sure enough, from that moment on, I must have been ‘bad’…)
(Mother……)
Staring at Yuuki's profile, a certain warmth grew in the little girl's heart.
That can no longer be explained by artificial intelligence with intelligence.
…
(Okay, it’s over here.)
Seeing that the final data progress was completed, Yuuki successfully packaged and objectified Yui's program body and saved it in his own system space.
Or maybe it's because Yui is no longer an unnecessary program for this game, so "Cardinal"'s "resistance" is not fierce.
(After that...)
The process of stripping Yui off is just one of the reasons for coming here.
His eyes moved to another corner of the simulation screen. While he continued to input instructions, the room suddenly began to shake.
Sure enough, it was noticed.
"Mother!"
As if she noticed something, Yui, who was just thinking about something, suddenly panicked and subconsciously called out that title again.
(It doesn’t matter, it’s still a little bit worse...)
Without stopping his movements, dazzling white light began to cover the screen.
(Show me your "world", Kayaba Akihiko!)
The real ‘strategy’ may have just begun. (To be continued)