"..."
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"It's just some stupid VR game. Why make the sun so realistic? It's so bright it hurts my eyes. How annoying!"
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Out in the wilderness of the southern bay region of the continent of Erathia, Annie rode with her eyes closed, letting the tall white horse beneath her wander along at its own pace.
She was on her way to report to an outpost not too far from Kallied—probably about half a day's leisurely ride away—and receive orders from that stingy Queen Catherine, who'd gone off somewhere early that morning without telling anyone.
She'd never liked getting up early to work. But since it seemed she'd already been hired, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and fulfill that employment agreement that was practically a contract of indentured servitude, so she could earn a big pile of commission to squander when she left this instance?
"Sigh..."
ε=(′ο｀*))) Alas.
"Tibbers, so it really is this hard for ordinary people to earn money? I just want to earn a few hundred thousand game coins to spend, and I still have to work for an NPC..."
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Annie had done the math long ago. Under her agreement with Queen Catherine, she'd earn a thousand gold coins a day. To make enough commission to last her a while, she'd have to work for the queen for at least dozens of days... The thought of working so hard in this instance for so long and only earning tens of thousands of gold coins made her want to set someone on fire!
(...)
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(Tibbers didn't want to discuss this with its troublesome little mistress. As far as he was concerned, in this 2045 Earth Plane, being able to earn money in a game just by putting in a little effort—even