The Forgotten Legend: Next Stage!!!
Chapter 402 Father Son

Chapter 402: Father Son.

In a house, precisely in a room located on the first floor. Only an empty room contained three gaming capsules. Then, one of the glass from the gaming capsule was lifted up and after, a person emerged from it, sitting pensively. That person is Ganta.

He had just exited the game by force due to his helplessness to be able to survive there. And worse, he can't enter the game until tomorrow. For a moment, he was silent. A few seconds later, Ganta started to ruffle his hair.

"It turns out this is true. I was dead."

Even though he had set himself up to die, he still did not believe it. Seeing the reality that was clearly plastered before his eyes, made him upset. He ruffled his hair as he felt the heat from an already emotionally burned brain.

"Based on a fucking monster! He even brought his flagship cards and made me helpless there," he continued. "Wait for my revenge!"

Ganta also looked to the right and left sides, looking at the gaming capsules that are currently still on. It was the gaming capsule occupied by Desi and Asley. If the game capsule was still on, it meant that they were still on the battlefield.

"I hope they can still survive, at least until I get back to playing again."

He could only hope that if the two of them, as well as the others could survive facing the Undead, at least until he could enter the game. Ganta did not expect if they won this war because if they won, then all the loot Lich had would be taken. He doesn't want that to happen. Already lost, continuing he did not get anything else, it was a deep loss.

Ganta walked out of the capsule. When the soles of his feet had just touched the floor, his gaze suddenly became blurred.

Uh, why this?

Ganta was shocked because he suddenly felt something like this. However, it was only for a moment. He only realized that he was currently very exhausted.  Playing Virtual games like World Online is arguably very draining physically, mentally, and psychologically.

Heh, I think I played too long.

Well, surely they think if they need to fall asleep on a mattress or in a gaming capsule will not make them tired. But that's also a bad thing. Muscle fibers in the body, usually used to perform various activities, will weaken as the activities that move the body also reduced. In the worst-case scenario, someone could just take notes. Meanwhile, for mental and psychological. Since this is a game involving the brain that is used as a means of connecting, then of course here the mental and psychological of a person will be used. In the game, they will do various things, ranging from walking, hunting, fighting, to fighting. The atmosphere given in each event will certainly continue to change like a wave. Mental and psychological activity will automatically play an active role. And it will attack the energy that is in the body. Most of the nutrients will be delivered to the brain so that the brain can work optimally.

So, Ganta immediately continued his footsteps, although at this time the way of walking was quite staggering. And a few hours passed, Ganta began to do some activities that could restore all his body energy. At least he feels better.  Not felt too if it is late afternoon.

Currently he is in the back area of the house, precisely on a terrace that is directly connected to a small garden. Ganta just stared at a bunch of neatly lined flowers above the garden, which was blown away by the twilight breeze.

Now, he's bored. There's nothing interesting to do. Well, all this time he's only focused on World Online. For a home child like a hobby of confining and playing games, this atmosphere will be boring. In his head, it was only thought how the war was going there.

Ganta threw himself on the wooden floor and stared at the ceiling of the terrace. "Why does today feel so long ..." This boredom felt so long. Time seems to be going so slow. He's starting to feel weird about this. "Just try I didn't choose to fight alone earlier, maybe I'm still with them at the moment and my level doesn't decrease...." There were times when he also thought that his decision at that moment was wrong. "But I want to beat him myself. Hmh!" He started to get upset. I guess after I get back to the game, I'll go hunting all day and level up as much as possible."

"We're home~"

It sounded from his ears if someone entered his house. The voice of a man sounded rather heavy. Ganta was very familiar with that voice. He got up from his sleep, and sat down and turned into the house.

"Ah, they're home."

**

At the entrance of the house, there were already two priests, namely Ganta's father and mother. They just came home from the store.

By the time his father opened the door and gave his greetings to enter, he saw that the atmosphere in this house was quiet. He was not surprised or what about this atmosphere because almost every day the atmosphere like this has been felt.

"Heh, as usual, they are all busy," said the father softly as he sighed.

"Hm,"

They also entered the house. However, by the time they had just removed their footwear near the entrance, not far across they were already standing someone. That man is Ganta.

"Dad, mother, you've come home well .." he said.

The words surprised both of them. They turned towards Ganta. And a moment of silence followed, and the silence was gone after his father spoke.

"G-Ganta...?"

**

In the family room.

After the incident, Ganta and his parents moved to the family room. Ganta and his father sat together on the couch watching TV. Meanwhile, his mother kept walking towards the kitchen to go cook dinner.

"Ganta, I didn't think you were the first to show up and go greet us" said his father casually, who then asked, "So, where is your sister as well as Aisley, are they still playing games?"

Ganta gave a nod accompanied by an answer, "Yes, they are still playing the game." However, it can be seen from the tone of speech that sounds flat plus facial expressions that look less good. It was realized by his father.

"Ganta, what's wrong with you? You don't look good" he asked.

Ganta just shook his head. "Hm, it's okay." He answered it so briefly.

"But why that answer doesn't match your tone. Do you have a problem? Tell me about it here."

A fake answer. He knows that Ganta is healing a problem. But if you think about it, the problems that are harbored will not end well. It was better if he told it so that he could let go of the problems that were weighing on him.

"It's okay dad, there's no serious problem. I was just thinking about the game I was playing, that's all."

"It was just a game yeah ... I thought there was something." Now he can see that honesty. It's about the game Ganta played. The father leaned back on the couch and said, "Dad probably doesn't know anything about the game you're playing and what problems you're having there, but don't let anything like that upset you. I don't want to see any of my father's kids who aren't excited."

He can only give advice to his son.

"Hmm, okay Dad."

"And remember, don't always force yourself. In the past few days I've seen that you're getting thinner. Maybe you spend too much time playing games, and forget to eat. So, after your mom finishes cooking, you have to eat more" she continued.

Ganta was silent, not retaliating his father's words. But he started smiling. Her parents still gave her positive support. He's kind of happy about it. And then they went back to talking.

"By the way about the game, uh, if it's not the wrong name is World Online, right? There's one of my dad's workers who also plays the same game as you. He is a part-time worker. Heh, if it's not wrong the name is Dimas."

"Dimas?"

"Well, Dimas. Dad told him that his son was playing the same game as him. He also tried asking ... Ee, if it's not wrong, he asked your id name as well as your Guild. She'll want to see you later."

"Then let's just say my name is Lyon. That's it, just tell me my name, later he'll know for himself."

"Lyon? Is that your name there?"

"Yes, why??"

"Hmm, that sounds pretty cool."

"Well, I gave you that name. So it must be cool."

"So, I'll just tell you your name, right?"

"Yes, yeah, yeah, that's all. He'll know."

"Oh well, there's something I want you to ask you about your sister ...."

The conversation continued until dinner was ready.