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In New Leaf forest, shouts and clangings of weapons repeatedly resounded. A few dozen players diligently trained: they were the last remaining D.L. players.
They all had their reasons to remain in the legion. They were either loyal, hopeful, or plain crazy. Some would really just follow the Demon King because he was as insane as they were!
At the end of the day, they were all hiding away like defeated thieves, uselessly plotting revenge that would perhaps never come.
It wasn't like they had anywhere better to go than the forest, not since I.R.L. had kicked them out of the training grounds.
They swung their weapons with incredible fervor as they practiced their skills…but was there even a point?
A man by the side was sitting on a log, sighing as he glanced at their futile efforts.
It's important to understand the rules of the world. As long as all the villagers turned against him, the Village Chief would instantly lose everything. There would be other steps required afterward, but that's because I wanted to avoid annoying trouble in the long term too.
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