"Nash! Nash! Nash! What happened? Can you hear me? Nash, wake up!"
Earlier, while Camilla was telling a story, Nash had fallen into a daze.
At first, she didn't think much of it. But when Nash closed his eyes, she felt a gloomy aura radiate from him.
She repeatedly called out his name in worry, but got no response.
Thinking it had something to do with the Virtual World, she began to panic.
Fortunately, after a few seconds, Nash came back to his senses and replied.
"Nothing, I just thought of something," Nash said with a smile.
"What is it? Tell me, maybe I can help?"
Although Nash was smiling, Camilla sensed sadness in his voice.
"Nothing really..." Nash shook his head, not wanting to talk about it.
"If you say so." Seeing that Nash didn't want to open up, Camilla stopped pressing.
"Anyway, how's the weapon I gave you? Did you receive it?"
"Hmm, the sniper was just right. Coupled with the armor, my safety on Earth should be guaranteed."
