Wayne had no idea what was going on.
He hadn't met with Rare again after they had gone into the forest together. Whether she was busy in real life or their login times just never coincided, Wayne had no way to contact her since they weren't friends in-game.
Meanwhile, the day of the server-wide event arrived. He figured if she were going to be in the event, then he'd meet her there. However, he didn't see anyone that looked like her at the arena. Feeling put out, Wayne was eliminated from the prelims in block 2, then watched the championship from the spectator seats all alone.
Compared to the prelims, the championship match finished insanely fast. A mysterious player wearing a full suit of black armor completely massacred all the other players. What happened next totally blew Wayne's mind.
<<Thank you for your patience. The champion of the First Event: Battle Royale is [Rare]. Congratulations.>>
<<Since there is still a significant amount of time remaining until the event ends, with champion [Rare]'s permission, there will be an exhibition match that is open to all players.>>
<<The rules remain the same as the battle royale, but we will prepare a special reward to any player who assists in defeating champion [Rare].>>
<<Please go to the center of the arena in order to register—>>
Rare. The system just said "Rare."
You couldn't choose a name that was already in use in this game. That meant that "Rare" should only refer to the player Wayne knew and no one else. But was that person in the black armor really Rare?
What happened in the two weeks since he had last seen her? When they had first met, she had surely been wearing starting equipment. She also made a remark the first time she ever saw magic. That kind of stuff.
In any case, he had to meet her. Had to make sure.
Wayne went down into the arena.
They announced that registration was closing, and that participants would be transported to the field momentarily. Wayne found himself in a meadow. Now he just needed to find Rare.
According to the system announcement, if you helped defeat Rare, you'd get a special reward or something. Which meant most of the participants would be targeting her. "Any player who assists" meant that even if a bunch of players helped beat her, they should all get the reward. In other words, it was just like how XP was distributed after combat. Therefore, if defeating Rare was your goal, then you wouldn't consider any other participants your competition.
That meant that if there were a lot of players grouped up somewhere, Rare should probably be nearby. So first, he should look for those players. After leaving the meadow and approaching the forest, he saw a gathering of players. He had the feeling they had already long known he was coming since they didn't particularly react to his appearance. In other words, their target was Rare. They weren't wary of him at all even as he got closer and closer.
"Yo. You looking for the champion?"
As soon as he was close enough, someone called out to him.
"Yeah, I am. You guys too?"
"Of course. This is supposed to be a battle royale, but if we all fought each other, there'd be no way for us to beat the champion. So if any of us regular players wanna survive, we gotta team up to vanquish the final boss first."
"Final boss, huh..."
"Fits perfectly, don't it? Even if we can't win, we at least wanna see what's under the helmet."
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