By Zephyria 
It wasn’t exactly polite…
…It was a curse.
Looking at HHH’s chat, which was dripping with resentment, Mo Yeon-hu felt a flicker of pity, thinking they must have suffered a lot. However, too many Alliances had been victimized.
It was only natural that there was backlash.
‘Right, they said it’s common courtesy not to touch the core, even during Siege Warfare.’
A core is necessary to establish an Alliance Territory. As long as the core remains, it isn’t too difficult to rebuild even after a defeat in Siege Warfare. For that reason, it was considered polite not to touch each other’s cores, even when fighting.
Since VITA had even used spies to collect items, there were countless victims.
‘When a core collapses, it takes a lot of money and time to restore, so more often than not, the Alliance just disintegrates entirely.’
As people poured out their anger, the mechanic users began to fight back.
Before long, the all-chat window became a battlefield between mechanics and general users, and a fierce argument broke out. The chat window heated up so quickly it was hard to follow with the eyes, and it only calmed down after HHH’s final megaphone appeared.
(Coordinates)
For some reason, Mo Yeon-hu felt like he knew where that location was even without clicking the link.
Because only one item in the collection list had ‘?’ as its name, and Mo Yeon-hu knew the bud-shaped core very well.
<47>’s Alliance Core
Core Structure: Bud Type (Phase-V)
‘Anyone can see it’s 47’s core.’
As expected, the target was 47. However, as he read the description, Mo Yeon-hu became curious.
“But other Alliances have cores too. They should be able to find them if they look for the bud shape. Why go through the trouble of attacking 47, the number one ranked Alliance on the server?”
—I think only 47’s core has that shape.
“Is that possible?”
—It’s just my thought, but I think the Bud Type is the shape of the number one ranked Alliance’s core. If they can’t maintain first place, it changes to a completely different flower shape, like the 2nd or 3rd ranked ones. So I think they don’t have a choice.
Mo Yeon-hu sighed. Indeed, a mechanic Alliance would want to fight an opponent with a low ranking and an easy strategy; why would they want to clash with 47?
—Boom, Kaboom!
It seemed the other side was also fighting for their lives; even at this moment, rocket launchers sent by VITA were constantly flying through the sky of the 47 Alliance Territory. Rockets exploded, and the outer walls’ durability could be seen dropping in real-time.
And, as if they had no intention of backing down, Alliance Members were constantly repairing the broken outer walls and returning fire.
They were looking for Kwon Mi-eon. Thanks to the urgent calls, Mo Yeon-hu knew he had to let him go soon.
“For now…”
But why was it so hard for the words “you can go” to come out? In other words.
‘I want to talk more.’
The accurate expression was that he didn’t want to let him go. He wanted to share a few more stories with Kwon Mi-eon—things other than the game.
—I don’t want to go.
Just then, Kwon Mi-eon’s low voice pierced his ear.
—I want to talk to Hyung more.
As if he had read Mo Yeon-hu’s inner thoughts, he said he didn’t want to go in a voice that dripped with regret. For a moment, Mo Yeon-hu forgot the situation and let out a faint smile.
—Hyung is smiling.
Hearing that small sound, Kwon Mi-eon let out a deep sigh.
—Should I just tell 47 to go bankrupt?
At the whining tone, Mo Yeon-hu somehow became the mature one.
“It’s your Alliance, how can you tell it to go bankrupt? Besides, you were defending it diligently until just now.”
—That’s because Hyung…
Kwon Mi-eon started to say something, hesitated for a moment, and then continued.
—Anyway, it’s over once they give us the core. I don’t care about anything else now.
And the tickle in his chest was now…
—Should I go see Hyung now?
Beyond a tickle, his heart was racing so fast he felt like he was going crazy. Meanwhile, he wasn’t exactly sane himself, bursting into laughter at the thought of Kwon Mi-eon abandoning 47 just to see him.
But Mo Yeon-hu knew. Despite his words, Kwon Mi-eon cherished 47 quite a bit.
“Then win quickly and come see me.”
After speaking, Mo Yeon-hu’s lips fluttered for a moment. As if hesitating, a tiny voice, barely audible, leaked out.
“…Because I want to see you too.”
Mo Yeon-hu found himself rubbing the back of his neck, which had grown hot. Glancing at the mirror beside him, every part of him visible above his clothes had turned red.
In that state, Mo Yeon-hu waited for Kwon Mi-eon’s answer. However, for nearly a minute, there was no reaction.
‘Did he not hear me?’
He lightly tapped his microphone, and it responded without issue. Then he must have heard it.
‘Why isn’t he saying anything?’
Just as Mo Yeon-hu was staring at the screen in wonder.
Ding, a single message appeared. It was a chat from Kwon Mi-eon tagging all the Alliance Members. And upon seeing the content that followed, Mo Yeon-hu’s eyes curved into a smile.