Black Haired King

"... uh-huh.... Speaking of which, you're all alone."

I look over the room in the dormitory resting alone. Until before, Lyle was with me, and Ares and Rhine were with me in Nojuku. At the end of the day, it didn't get so quiet because there were also Mr. Mistraine. He thinks you're a little lonely.

"Gu gu!"

He came on top of my bed, and Lopo said, "I'm here too! ♪ Poop my feet in the wind. ♪ You're absolutely right.

"Right. You're not alone."

When I stroke Lopo's head, Lopo narrows his eyes to make him feel good, too. Come on, don't be immersed in sentiment, go serve your purpose today.

I'll get dressed and go down to the first floor. So I eat breakfast, but hard black bread with light flavor soup. And for some reason, it was a mysterious menu called dried meat. I chose a cheap place, was it a failure?

Gupo's vegetables took the money, too. I've never seen a gupo throw up before if that vegetable was hurting too.

You love the wind chime pavilion. That's the best place I've ever stayed. Well, sometimes it means I'm not staying high.

"Buy vegetables somewhere"

"Gu gu!"

Lopo's desperate, too. Then we left the inn, and we searched for eight hundred houses and picked the guy who seems to like Lopo. Good because Lopo was eating happily too.

When I asked my uncle in 800 houses where he was recruiting, he went and it seemed like he was doing it outside the King's Capital.... Well, not all over the city. It would be dangerous if you let go of magic or something.

30 minutes walk from the 800 house. If this is the case, I should have checked it properly. And when I go outside, there are quite a few tents, lots of people with knight armor on them. Don't you dare ask a soldier nearby.

"Excuse me. I heard you were recruiting here."

"Hmm? Oh, you have dark hair. You can't even use magic... Well, you could be about a wall. Go into that tent over there and apply."

The soldier pointed to one of them, full of them, and went straight away. They said something bossy, but it would be okay.

When I enter the tent the soldier taught me, there are about five rows of rows inside, and I check my identity. I'll line up to follow you back too. Then I hear couscous laughing from around me. That voice...

"Wow, it's dark hair."

"That's a perfect wall."

"Poor Dead Wall Squad with all that crap gathered."

And I hear a lot of things. What, the Dead Wall Squad? It was my turn not to know. The receptionist also looks at my hair and laughs with his nose.

"Bowes, are you here to die? Dark hair's only on the wall, huh?

"It's okay. I'm still a little confident in my arm."

When I answer that, I laugh with my nose again. It's time to beat him up, but I'll stop him because if I do that, he won't join the army.

Soldiers at the reception told me to give you my ID, so I give you my guild card. The receptionist saw that.

"Gahahahaha! You came here to give me this f-rank!? You're truly lifeless! You wanted so much money!?

I laughed. Laughs out so that the soldiers and hopefuls who were around can follow. Because of this, when you participate in this recruitment, you will be paid to participate. Households without money, for example, are inviting someone from their family to join them.

But let him do it all the time. If you keep your mouth shut from earlier. It's time for the limits of patience.

"What are you fussing about!

Compared to other soldiers there, a man in luxurious clothes came in. The soldiers who saw the man come in, all stand upright and salute.

"This is Captain Meckermer. Good luck."

"Mm-hmm. So what's the fuss?

"Ha, that's this brunette guy, he wants to enlist you in the F-rank."

"You think it's F-rank? Even kids like that would go up if they were delivering luggage. Still F-rank? Hey, you, I don't want such a weak guy. It won't even be a wall. Go home and shave your mother's milk!

In a tent where laughter happens again to the words of a man called captain.... Ha, I tried to be patient, but I can't. One man drops by there.

"Whoa, you're holding me back. Get out of the way!"

and grab my left shoulder and try to pull. But I don't even move with Pickle. First of all, this guy. Activate the Devil's Fight Fist in your right hand, grab and hold the hand of the man grabbing my shoulder. Then I get the feeling of beckoning and bone crushing.

"Ghaaaa!"

The man who grabbed my shoulder screams in pain as he nodded to hold his right arm. Uh-huh. I kick a man in the right leg with a demon fight over a screaming man. The man blows out of his tent with a sprinkle of gastric juice.

All the guys who were laughing at me until just now have gone quiet. And the captain. When I look at the captain, the captain freaks out. Not as good as Mr. Mistrair, but I'm not as killer. It's my killing spirit filled with tents, and no one talks a word.

"Dark hair, so what? Because it's F-rank. What? Tell me, Captain. Smile, huh?

When he hit the captain with all my killing energy, that's all the captain had incontinence and passed out. Is that how you're supposed to be captain? I look back and go under the receptionist.

"So, what's the result?

"Huh?"

"Recruitment."

"Oh, yes! It will be here!

You were talking normally until just now, and suddenly you're being respectful and disgusting. When I saw the paper I received from the soldier, it said 'Dead Wall Squad'. Isn't this the squad they hated around here?

"Hey, here."

"Hih! Shh, sorry! Because brunettes, priors, etc. are to be assigned there."

"Who decided that..."

But it wouldn't change to summon any more here. I'm leaving the tent. Apparently, anywhere but here is known for each team. You think we'll get together there and then move to each squad's quarters?

Apparently there are four squads, a squad specializing in short-range weapons, a squad specializing in long-range weapons, a squad full of magic, and a death wall squad.

Behind me, with the screams of the soldiers trying to help the captain, I headed to the tent of the Dead Wall Squad.