Sword Art Online Progressive - Volume 02 by Kawahara Reki & Abec

Author:Kawahara Reki & Abec [Kawahara Reki & Abec]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Game, Japanese, Licensed, Light Novel, Virtual World
ISBN: 9780316342179
Publisher: Yen Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Based on that premise, his point of view did not match mine, but I did not have the time or obligation to explain my entire philosophy to him.

“It’s not based on some grand, explicit choice. It’s just not my style...that’s all.”

“Ahh. So you are stating that you have no intention of joining or leading a guild for the moment.”

Now it was my turn to grimace. “Sure, you could put it that way. If I’m not going to be a guild member, I certainly don’t want the responsibility of being a leader...”

...Aha, so that’s what this is about.

Something in what I said hinted at Lind’s true intentions. He was trying to get me to make that very statement to a public audience. He wanted to crush the creation of a third guild forming before it could begin.

But what a convoluted, silly way to go about that. Who was going to step up and join a guild called the Black Beaters? He could have just asked, “Are you going to make a guild, yes or no?” Hell, if he’d simply ordered me not to start a guild, I would have happily agreed.

On the other hand, I could understand that he was worried about the possibility that if I was excluded from the start, I might create my own guild out of spite. This cautious, roundabout way of doing things reminded me strongly of someone else: the original leader of the blue precursors to the DKB, Diavel.

Three times before we fought the boss of the first floor, I received an offer to buy my Anneal Blade through Argo the Rat. The offers were coming from Kibaou, who’d been a lone wolf at the time, but it was Diavel who was giving him the orders. Diavel wanted the Last Attack bonus on Illfang the Kobold Lord, in order to better grip the reins of leadership. So he sought to remove his biggest obstacle–me–by buying my weapon away from me.

Again, it was a very convoluted way to go about it. If he’d just asked me to let him have the LA, I probably would have agreed–for a price, of course.

I didn’t think that Lind was aware of Diavel’s machinations, either at the time or now. It was half coincidence and half imitation of Diavel’s ways that led Lind to pursue this strategy.

Suddenly I realized that he was still staring sternly at me from the podium.

Even though it had been ten days since we first met, I felt like this was the first moment I’d truly looked him in the face. Lind always seemed blander, less distinct when put next to Kibaou, but his sharply slanted eyes had a powerful strength behind them now.

As far as I knew, he had never truly let his ugliest, most basic emotions explode outward in public since that one occasion: when he demanded to know why I let Diavel die, right after the battle with Illfang.

The next time I saw him, Lind had dyed his hair blue and donned silver armor, just like the late knight, and assumed control of the blue group.

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