Brand New Life Online: Rise Of The Goddess Of Harvest

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Teressa, the guild master of the Golden Cauldron Alchemist Guild was biting her nails as she saw the scene. Her apprentice and disciple, Melisa, had showcased some incredible Skills already. Her cursed armor was incredibly strong and could do a lot, yet it was barely showcased at the beginning.

At the end, the rest of the participants ended stealing the show, and it even seemed as if the King and the Queen had lost interest in her armor very quickly, even talking more about the armor of those two newbies instead!

"W-Why are they ignoring Melisa's armor?! It's already great! T-These damn bastard NPCs! I hate this fucking stupid game!" Teressa groaned furiously.

However, that wasn't even the thing that triggered her the most, but it was when they started using Planta's armor that things became the worst possible scenario for her. After being completely unable to discern or understand any of Planta's techniques, she had given up on even caring about her, and wanted her to get disqualified already.

Melisa, however, was unable to disqualify her, and her armor was incredible in every sense of the word. The rulers were left speechless, and the people amazed. After the Queen's display, there was no doubt, Planta won first place again.

"It's powerful, incredible even. But it takes a lot of Durability when using," she said. "That wouldn't be a problem if you don't activate all of its special powers though. I liked everybody's armor, but at the end, Planta's group seems to be the winner once more."

The Queen gave out her verdict and the King nodded. "I agree, team Planta is the winner of the second round!"

"OOOHHH!"

The people celebrated, the second round was over and after they talked about which place each participant won, Melisa was given the fifth place…

"W-WHAT?!"

Teressa was about to explode, slamming the floor with fury, she had invested so much time and resources helping that newbie player get stronger quickly due to her amazing unique class.

Yet at the end these were the results she was giving her?!

In her selfish and narcissistic mind, that only played BNLO to earn money by selling crafted products made by alchemy she made her "guild members" make for a terrible salary, she couldn't believe it.

"This is rigged! How did she made such armor with the materials provided? Are you sure she didn't cheat?!"

As Teressa complained, Elena and her group smiled, laughing at her anger.

"Looks like mom did it again, I wonder if she's going to come out on top all four times?" wondered Elena.

"That would be insane! Can she really do it?" wondered Anna. "The other participants keep trying to one-up her, so that seems pretty hard to do now… I bet the next round is going to be even harder."

"You have little faith on my mom…" Elena groaned. "If I say she can do it, then she can, okay?"

"O-Okay! Don't get mad at me… I was just saying, let's recognize that the other participants were pretty close," said Anna.

"Well, yeah… I guess so," said Elena, crossing her arms. "But mom's just way better anyways!"

"She's quite skilled…" Monica nodded. "But… I don't like how the others are looking at her, I think she's making them hate her a bit."

"Heheh, naturally! Auntie Elayne is the strongest in everything, she will definitely win and wipe the floor with all those LOSERS! It's obvious they would get angry over how INFERIOR they are!" Elisa laughed. "Ohohohoho!"

"Right? She will!" Acorn nodded. "Though… I have to admit it, those people were pretty strong! …In crafting terms, that's it!"

"Yes, but milady is not alone! Sir Ambil and Titan are with her," said Nieve. "As long as she has their aid, they can surpass the rest no matter what."

"You two are too confident, don't get annoyed when I tell you that you jinxed it," sighed Anna.

"Hahaha, looks like you're all quite a big fan club of Planta, aren't you?"

Suddenly, the annoying blonde of Arthur appeared again.

"What do you want now?"

Elena pointed her katana at him so fast he didn't even realize.

"I-I just came to talk! Jesus, just calm down, DarkReaper…"

Arthur tried to calm her down, as the girl slowly sheathed her sword.

"Well yes, everyone here cares about her obviously."

Elena sighed, looking elsewhere.

"Is that so… I heard you said "mom" before… What was that about?"

"Huh?! Did you hear that?! What! How?!"

Elena panicked, unable to properly answer.

"What? Why are you panicking so much? Is there something you would like to tell me? To reveal to the community of the game, perhaps?"

"N-None at all! Screw off Arthur! If you keep it up like this I'm going to slit your throat and steal your Specialization Marble out of your inventory. Do you want that?"

"Eep! No, please spare me, haha!" Arthur laughed. "Well, I'm off then! Looks like nobody wants me here… Poor me, all rejected by the beauties."

The Casanova walked away, having annoyed Elena enough to want her to kill and rob him…

"That bastard's really annoying," Anna said. "Maybe we should jump on him on the alleyway and kill him for real, right?"

"Yeah, let's do that," nodded Elisa.

"I-I don't know if auntie would like if we did that…" Monica said worriedly.

"It's a game Monica, it doesn't matter…" Anna said. "I mean, not really… but Players can revive, right? So it doesn't matter."

"Do Players really treat their lives with such carelessness?" wondered Nieve, slightly worried.

"Yes, that's has always been the case," Acorn sighed. "They like hunting each other- Ah! It's break time! Let's go meet lady Planta!"

"Right, let's go!" Nieve nodded.

The two quickly led the rest of the party, as they moved downstairs and met with Planta and her group. They had already eaten so they didn't just eat again, but they drank some cold fruit juice while enjoying a small casual chat before the third round arrived.

"So, uh, yeah, there's this guy called ArthurPendragon," said Elena. "He went to the Demon king Continent and explored the new dungeons, and said he got a skill specialization marble as a big reward. He's offering it to me if I can convince you to fight him…"

"Eh? Elena…"

Planta facepalmed, her daughter was quite greedy.

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