Sword Art Online Progressive by Miguel

Author:Miguel . [., Miguel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“Shry–!”

I nearly screamed “sorry,” but clamped my mouth shut. My right arm was jammed right between Asuna’s brand-new breastplate and her tunic. I tried to yank it loose, but there was no place behind me for the arm to go. The only result was a continued squishy, soft pressure against my arm.

“Hey, don’t just shove me around.”

“B-but I’m trying to–this is weird.”

“...Ah! Listen, if you’re doing this on purpose, I’m going to hurl you into the other room.”

“Not at all, Your Excellency!” I wanted to yelp. Meanwhile, I folded up my arm in an acrobatic manner and just managed to pull it out of the side of the armor. Naturally, that wasn’t the very end of my peril; I lifted up the lid of the box as much to escape the brunt of the laser beam glare trained at my cheek as anything else.

I couldn’t see any of the Fallen Elves. But those two guards had to still be at the sides of the massive doors on the other side of the pile of boxes. I stood up, the lid still clutched in my hand, and helped Asuna out of the box. Once I had straddled the side to exit the wooden prison, I carefully replaced the lid.

Before I could even enjoy a brief moment of peace, Asuna got right in my face. I was expecting her to give me hell over my transgression, but her whisper was actually about a serious matter.

“We need to figure out what the ‘materials’ they mentioned are before we leave this place. There must be a clue in one of the boxes we haven’t checked yet.”

“Yeah, I agree...but...It’s possible that...” I mumbled, my brain working feverishly over the phrases we heard.

The total needed. Completed as planned. Elven taboo. Deals with the humans. Keys. Recover. Plan begins in five days...

My mind was trapped in that space where inspiration was tantalizingly close yet still out of reach. I put a question into words that had been bothering me.

“Hey, Asuna. That Eddhu guy’s class was labeled ‘foreman.’ Do you know what that is?”

She nodded at once–she’d probably learned the English term in school.

“Yes. It’s the leader of a work crew for a factory, for example. Or a head craftsman.”

“...Head craftsman...?”

That would mean the hammer he carried was a tool, not a weapon. Whatever he worked on, it must be big...

Suddenly all of the pieces snapped into place in my head with an audible ka-ching!

“......!”

I nearly shouted in surprise, but I held it in and glanced over at the stack of boxes.

That’s right–I was about to say it to Asuna when we were hiding inside it. These sturdy boxes weren’t meant to transport something. They were something else disguised as boxes to hide the secret of the Fallen Elves’ dirty dealing.

Everything we were looking at was ship materials.

That had to be a huge workshop on the other side of the door, where they were dismantling the boxes to form pieces of lumber. The faint hammering sounds were evidence of that.

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