According to Heathcliff's previous arrangement, the Clearers participating in the Smiling Coffin Crusade were divided into ten teams, each team having about five to six members.
Eight-cloud Ink's team consisted of Kirito, Souta, and the Moonlit Black Cats.
Under Heathcliff's arrangement, the ten teams slowly approached Smiling Coffin's base from different directions. Perhaps Smiling Coffin was confident in the concealment of their base, they didn't set up any hidden sentries along the way.
Therefore, Eight-cloud Ink's team easily approached Smiling Coffin's base.
Enduring the uncomfortable miasma, Kirito gently pushed aside the bushes in front of him and looked forward.
"Seriously, don't the people in that guild find this miasma unbearable?"
Eight-cloud Ink, who was still hiding in the branches, pointed to the front and said: "There's no miasma in the guild base, there's system protection."
"Tsk …"
Kirito gripped the black greatsword "Elucidator" in his hand and snorted unhappily.
Soon, the other teams also reached Smiling Coffin's base one after another.
What made Eight-cloud Ink's team happy was that Smiling Coffin didn't notice the Clearers' movements at all, so there were a lot of Clearers in the base at this time.
Leaning against the tree trunk, Eight-cloud Ink was bored and waited for Heathcliff's order to attack.
"What the hell is that guy thinking? Why isn't he giving the order yet? I want to hurry back and eat Asuna's meat muffins …"
Eight-cloud Ink curled his lips.
Miraculously, because of a tower defense game that was popular in the world more than ten years ago, the game's commentators, especially the Celestial Empire's commentators, miraculously embarked on the road of commentating the game and selling meat muffins to make a fortune.
As a result, meat muffins became popular all over the world …
In today's world, if you play a game but don't eat meat muffins, you're too embarrassed to say you're playing a game.
When Yakumo first learned about this matter from Asuna, she was so shocked that she felt like she was being struck by lightning.
It's just that … meat muffins are really delicious …
While Eight-cloud Ink was lost in his thoughts, the system notified him that he received an email from Heathcliff.
"In thirty seconds, all teams will attack at the same time!"
Looking at the current time, Eight-cloud Ink began to calculate the time in his mind.
Thirty seconds passed, and Eight-cloud Ink immediately took out his folding fan and shouted: "Attack!"
Souta and Kirito, who were already a little impatient, immediately rushed out with their weapons, followed by the three Moonlit Black Cats members behind them.
Only Yakumo was still standing on the treetop, looking at Smiling Coffin's base not far away.
"Hey … if it wasn't for me, I would've killed them all by myself."
It seemed that after getting married, Asuna's hidden arrogance had been transferred to Yakumo …
Should I say they're a couple?
Although Eight-cloud Ink agreed to act with the Clearers, he didn't want to swarm in like a swarm of bees.
Standing on the treetop, Yakumo carefully searched for PoH in Smiling Coffin's encampment that had fallen into chaos.
Although he didn't know this person, he had a very distinctive feature.
That was PoH's weapon. It was a friendly weapon.
Simply put, it was a giant kitchen knife.
Why is it a kitchen knife again?
Eight-cloud Ink couldn't help but think of Asuna's "legendary kitchen utensil – Eternal Soul Knife".
"Huh? You didn't rush in? "
The sharp-eyed Yakumo quickly spotted Heathcliff, who was standing at the back of the crowd. The guy was looking back and forth at the battlefield with his hands on his shield.
As if he noticed Eight-cloud Ink's gaze, Heathcliff also looked over.
The two's eyes met in the air, and Heathcliff nodded politely at Eight-cloud Ink.
Although Eight-cloud Ink didn't like Heathcliff, his good upbringing made him return the gesture.
In the next moment, his figure disappeared from the treetop.
Immediately afterward, the screams of Smiling Coffin's members could be heard from the battlefield.
Before coming here, all the Clearers had applied to become law enforcers at Heathcliff's request, so they could legally attack Smiling Coffin's Red Players.
In SAO, there was no such thing as immunity to damage from teammates, so Yakumo naturally couldn't use the "Meteor Fall" that she created on this battlefield.
That kind of AoE attack didn't distinguish between friend and foe.
Similarly, Eight-cloud Ink didn't rush into the battlefield to deal with these minions.
He had already found PoH.
It couldn't be helped. He was the only one in Smiling Coffin with a giant kitchen knife, so it was hard for him not to attract attention.
However, PoH wasn't here to join the battle, but to escape in the chaos.
Eight-cloud Ink naturally wouldn't be polite to such a perverted person.
"Hey, mister, where are you going?"
At the edge of the guild encampment, PoH, who was about to sneak into the forest when no one was paying attention, suddenly felt a hand on his shoulder.
The teasing voice from behind made PoH scared out of his wits.
Almost without hesitation, PoH turned around and slashed at the person with his kitchen knife.
"Ding!!"
The kitchen knife hit a folding fan, and the huge impact made PoH's arm numb, and the kitchen knife in his hand flew out.
"Ha! Your way of welcoming me is quite warm! "
Eight-cloud Ink smiled, showing his white teeth.
"So, accept my warm greeting!"
A karate chop landed on PoH's neck!
PoH, who was sent flying, fell to the ground and struggled to get up.
When Eight-cloud Ink saw this, he was surprised: "You didn't faint? You're not bad! "
Normal players would have fainted if they were hit by Eight-cloud Ink's karate chop.
However, PoH was still able to struggle. As expected, he was as strong as the top Clearers!
"Damn, damn it …"
PoH glared at Eight-cloud Ink, his face under the cloak was full of hatred and murderous intent.
"I don't like the look in your eyes."
Eight-cloud Ink squatted down and patted PoH's face.
"Too bad we're not in the real world, or I'll let you know what it's like to be caught in a trap …"
After saying something that PoH didn't understand, Eight-cloud Ink slashed at his neck again.
Not only did PoH's hp drop to yellow, but he also fainted.
Eight-cloud Ink grabbed PoH's collar and lifted him up, then returned to the battlefield while talking to himself.
"Seriously, if you had fainted earlier, you wouldn't have had to suffer such pain!"
After returning to the battlefield, Eight-cloud Ink went directly to Heathcliff and threw PoH at his feet.
"What should we do?"
Heathcliff looked at the unconscious PoH on the ground and praised: "As expected of Lady Yakumo, you caught Smiling Coffin's leader so quickly."
Heathcliff glanced at PoH as if he was looking at an ant, then directly pierced his lower abdomen with his sword.
PoH's hp dropped to red, and he couldn't even resist before he was forcefully teleported to the prison.
"Throw this kind of person into prison."
Heathcliff squinted his eyes as he looked at the Clearers who had the upper hand in the battle.
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