"Did you say 'player'? This one here, even Rare-chan, is also a player! The lord thing was a lie!"
"Ohh, is your companion a player too? Let me correct one thing though; it's not a lie that I am the lord."
The real issue is how Rare was able to discern that she's a player just from this. From the current statements, it seems that Rare is the only one who saw through the lord being a player.
It's apparent that no one, including Wayne and the raid party members from that time, has noticed that discerning this from appearance and behavior is probably impossible.
Is there a connection with a player named "Justiz" mentioned? Assuming so, if Justiz already had a connection with the lord, it wouldn't be an impossible story.
No, if this lord is a player, there's also a possibility that this lord is Justiz. But if that's the case, it doesn't make sense for only one person to post such a thing on social media. It's hard to believe they thought they could attract disaster with just that. Moreover, just until a while ago, the lord himself thought of the disaster as an event boss.
"Why do you look like you've realized that I'm a player? Rare-chan, is it? I see, a simple name, but I can't say much about others."
It felt like her heart was being squeezed.
—This person, could it be?
"Shall I tell you? Here's the answer." The lord – the player in front of them slowly took off the helmet covering their head and placed it on the floor.
"...Huh. Huh? Huuuh!?"
Blanc looked back and forth between Rare and the lord, confused. There was a face identical to Rare's, but with black hair and eyes.
"Then the reason you figured out she's a player is simple. Although it's enhanced a bit by the game's system effect, making it look very pale, I wouldn't mistake Rare-chan's face. Twins?"
"Oh, you say such delightful things, my friend. But unfortunately, I'm a bit older."
Why is this happening, why set up such a trap, what does it mean for the lord to be a player, or why play this game at all, and where does this person live now? There are so many questions to ask, but she's confused about whether she should ask them.
"There's a lot you want to ask, but you look like you don't know where to start."
"Eh? Is that so?"
"No, that's wrong."
"That's not it!"
"No, it's probably not wrong. Well, forget it. We have time, and it doesn't feel like continuing the battle, anyway. In any case, today, it's clear that it's my loss. I'll answer anything you want."
A loss.
It might not be definitively decided as a win or loss, but she should probably see it as a concession here. It might bring up a feeling of frustration rather than losing, but she desperately suppresses her emotions and maintains composure. She's used to doing that in front of this face.
First of all, there's something she must ask. If she doesn't know that, she won't be able to have a smooth conversation.
"What's your name?"
"Oh, I almost forgot. I'm Lyra (T/N: ライラ, so it can also be something like Laila). As you can see, I'm a player using a human avatar. I'm usually the lord of this town. And what about you over there?"
"...I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before. Um, I'm Blanc. I'm a vampire."
"Lyra, why did you do this?"
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The Golden Experience Point [Part 1]
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