9th Circle Lord

Luther did not pull out the sword stuck in the anus of the dead bandit.

Instead, I picked up a polearm that fell on the floor.

Then he gently turned one lap into the air.

The bandit who was approaching from the front instinctively felt a crisis in his appearance.

Polearm is a weapon as long as a battlefield, and it's balanced on one side.

Of course, it is balanced and not easy to turn in the air.

Even a skilled Polearm soldier makes it difficult, but the young one turns naturally as if it were natural.

Not only do I know Polearm's weapon, but I also know how to handle it properly.

So the bandit pulls the reins.

Polearm can be infantile and disastrous, depending on the level of use.

It was also an extreme weapon that no one could get close to if they controlled the distance well.

So you have to spread the distance and measure the opponent.

But his judgment was too late.

A sharp ripple tickles his neck.

“Huh?”

With a short will, the head of a bandit separated from his body rises to the void.

Luther follows the trajectory of the swinging polearm.

Turning around once again, he swung the window towards the front.

The second head rises in the air and sinks.

Polearm has a long armpit, so when he brakes, he gains strength.

It is better to follow the force as it is, but it is effective to move the body and adjust the direction only slightly.

As they advance and wield the polearm like a windmill, each time they pass by, the thieves scream and sprinkle the pollen.

As Luther began to destroy the bandits, the mercenaries slowly moved to his rear.

One day, the battle was forming a front.

There was a Luther at the forefront, and the bandits were pushed back.

Captain Tubsukburi, who cut off a mercenary's head, looks at him and screams.

“Who are you! ”

Luther then stopped swinging Polearm.

The atmosphere was strange.

Everyone looked at him.

I deserved it.

Luther shoots more than ten bandits in an instant with a blinking bird.

Overwhelmed bandits shriveled and mercenaries shriveled at Luther's absence.

After sensing the atmosphere, Luther blames himself.

‘Peace has fallen. ’

Even if the bandits were not killed, this could not have happened, and at this moment I was horrible and stubborn.

‘It's a lack of performance. Lack of performance.’

Once in Monster Realm, the Thief Captain raised his voice once again while thinking that he should be sold out for physical training.

“I asked you what you are! ”

Luther ignores his words and turns away.

Bahrain, with its mouth wide open, is in sight.

“What are you doing? ”

“Eh, huh? ”

“Surround them quickly. No one should be spared. ”

Bahrain was flattered by Luther's instructions.

“The siege? What does that mean? ”

“They are the regular army. If we let him live for any reason, he will retaliate in his own forces. So we have to kill them all. ”

Bahrain's eyes were turned to stone.

He was right.

Zeppeto thinks of them as deserters, but if they don't, they just deviate, the problem grows.

“I see.”

Bahrain gave orders to the mercenaries.

“You can't let them live. Let's surround ourselves.”

Numbers were much disadvantaged, but they have a router.

While the mercenaries were on the move believing in him, the thief captain was snorting.

I felt an outrage about the router who spilled his words from his face to his back.

“Die!”

There was a reason the captain was the captain.

There was no angry bear, as he swung Polearm in a dreadful mood.

Luther spells quietly, rather than looking at his indifferent face.

Greece.

The horse collapses as the floor slips.

“Argh!”

The captain rolled the floor.

Luther lifts Polearm towards him.

The reclining captain reached out and cried out eagerly.

“Now, wait! ”

I wasn't in combat for a while.

Luther ignores him to the very end and takes a picture of Polearm.

Quajic!

The captain's face was split in half.

The thieves who saw it died.

“Do, let's run! ”

They tried to retreat after losing their former boss.

However, the mercenaries who surrounded him were already aiming for the crossbow.

Bahrain cried out.

“Shoot the horse! ”

It was first of all to keep him from escaping.

Tatata Tang!

The arrow sticks and the horse screams.

Suddenly, Zeppeto shouted.

“Don't kill the horse! ”

It seems greedy to say that the price soars to the realm of heaven.

After seeing that, Luther shook his head.

‘He's glowing. ’

He was a great man who never wanted to get involved again.

Luther photographs the bandits falling on the ground with a polearm.

The fight is over already.

More than half of the dead bandits are frightened, dropping their weapons and kneeling.

“Ha, I surrender. ”

“Please save me!”

“I did it wrong!”

I shake my heart as I tremble and shed tears to save my life.

Bahrain looked at Luther without my knowledge.

He was in charge of the Merchant Escort, but he was relying on Luther for a new judgment.

Bahrain, faced with Luther, groaned.

Seeing the bandit groaning and howling, his eyes were not shaken at all.

Needless to say, Luther's will was clear.

Bahrain gave orders to the mercenaries.

“Kill them all. ”

The mercenaries nodded within.

They reach for the surrendered bandits with their weapons.

After a while, a scream was heard in the wilderness.

We need to get off the scene.

The Enex Merchants Guild rushes to collect the bodies of dead merchants and mercenaries.

It is a nuisance when it is known that they have been killed for nothing.

And the day was darkened, when the streets were opened, and the heart was set.

He buried the body he had collected while preparing for the camp and greeted the late sorrow.

The mercenary's life was not wasted, but until yesterday, the death of a fellow who was laughing and chattering was not easy to accept.

In a depressed atmosphere, Bahrain was generous with Zeppeto.

He lays a grudge on Zeppeto.

“Never engage in my judgment again. Do you understand?”

Zeppeto reacted coldly.

“What does that mean? ”

He seemed indifferent to the fact that a battle broke out and his group died, despite his refusal to negotiate.

Bahrain pointed out the importance of the timber sector.

“If I had given up a little, at least I would not have made this sacrifice. ”

“Huh! If we gave up, would they have saved us? Look, Bahrain. Maybe this is the best choice. What would have happened if they hadn't given up at all? The results could have been the same anyway. ”

The two opinions running side by side were still not narrowed.

Bahrain warned.

“If this happens again in the future, we'll all be in danger. ”

“So, what happened to the author? ”

Zeppeto pointed to Luther with a jaw.

“It's completely different from what I know. Are you really a Class C mercenary? ”

“I was surprised, too. Duke clearly introduced himself as a Class C mercenary, but the battle I saw today was Class A. ”

“I have a contract up to Candel, can't I extend it any longer? ”

“Don't do that. Let's go together and convince them. ”

“I hope so. ”

The two approached Luther.

Luther was obsessed with meditation.

Back in the past, there was no bloody day in my hands.

‘There's nothing different. ’

He always lived by death.

Nothing seems to have changed now that I promised to change my life.

‘Fortunately, no one will interfere with my will this time. ’

There is now no future self who lived like a puppet.

No one will force him to fight.

Two people approached him who thought wisely in their own way.

A favourable smile came to mind at the mouth of Zeppeto and Bahrain.

“You did a great job today. ”

“I lived because of you. ”

Luther stares at them with dry eyes.

Jeppeto avoided my gaze without even knowing what the past battle was.

Bahrain said.

“Class C mercenaries, but they're better than class A. What the hell is wrong with you? ”

Luther's identity was that of the Eight-Circle Maestro who returned from the future.

Bahrain will never know that.

Luther's face became fat.

Usually opens the door with a friendly smile and excessive compliments when the opponent has something to wish for.

Luther knew there was something they wanted from him.

So I asked him straightforward.

“What do you want? ”

Bahrain flinched, but Zeppeto reacted immediately.

“Accompany me to Chandler. Remuneration will not be paid. ”

“I refuse.”

It was an unthinkable offer.

Zeppeto was visibly embarrassed by Luther's decisive refusal.

“What's the price?”

“We have to go north. ”

If you call it Northern Olson, everyone remembers the monster.

Bahrain persuaded Luther, as Duke did.

“Is it the monster? If you're looking for money, you better quit. Risk is comparable to war, and reparation sucks. Monsters don't make money. I can barely catch it all day... …. ”

Bahrain tried to vomit the heat of how meaningless monster hunting was.

Luther cut off his words like that.

“High-quality monsters make money. ”

“Well, I guess so..... ”

It's not about money.

It was a one-time deposit.

Ogre leather or Troll's blood was worth calling.

Especially at a time when the demand for equipment and potions has increased as recently.

Bahrain's mouth opened and closed like a cuckoo.

Thinking about it, if you're good like Luther, you'd better hunt a high-end monster a hundred times.

If he were as strong as Luther, he would have.

So I had nothing to say.

On the other hand, Zeppeto failed to abandon his foolishness.

“I'll double my pay. ”

Luther looks at Zeppeto slippery.

He was richer than a man.

For he is blind to the lust of water, so that he cannot go back and forth, and he cannot escape the danger of continuing on his journey.

“Escort to Candel. ”

Promise is a promise, so I intend to escort you to Candel.

But not after that.

Luther smelled death from Zeppeto.

His greed is a dangerous trait to drive around in ruins.

It was a life that was completely different from itself to live in peace, so we had a different way to go in the first place.

So his connection was all the way to Candel.