“...Anyway, good morning.” “Go-good morning.” The two looked at each other and smiled. It was already bright when they stepped outside after eating a solid meal in preparation for «The Hill of Memories» on the forty- seventh floor. The players who were preparing to start their day and the players that had just returned from their nightly adventures came and went with contrasting expressions. After replenishing their potion supplies at the shop next to the inn, the two headed for the gate plaza. Luckily, they managed to make it to the teleport gate without running into anyone who wanted Silica in their party like yesterday. Just as she was about to run to the shimmering blue teleport area, Silica stopped. “Ah... I, don’t know the name of the village on the forty-seventh floor...” She was about to check the map for the name when Kirito offered his right hand. “It’s fine. I’ll designate the place.” Silica felt grateful as she took his hand. “Teleport! Floria!” As soon as Kirito said this, a blinding light covered both of them. After the light faded, the feeling of transportation followed and countless colors exploded in Silica’s vision. “Uwa...”