Desire

Celebrity lands surround the outskirts of the territory with walls. It was such a small territory, and even the lord had no castle. The wall is a little high. There are 500 soldiers operating in the territory. It's not that there are no sentries. Soldiers stand guard, circling the walls in case they don't know.

Stand by.

There have been no raids in recent years. It was only a few decades ago when there was an attack. At that time, it had been hundreds of years since the famine came. The ground is dry and the forest is dry. There was a time when a group of monsters who could not find anything to eat came down to Varga Forest and tried to cross the Wall. Luckily it ended with a trick. Hungry monsters were weakened, and there were not many.

This is decades ago. A few decades later, Celebrity territory was once again at peace. The guards patrolled the walls without tension, and it was normal for them to talk dirty. The Knights of the Territory were on call to control the soldiers, but the soldiers were peaceful, so they said knights were peaceful.

Valfrid, a rigorous chief knight, controls the patrol rigorously, but unfortunately, the duty of this day was Derun, a relatively young man among the Knights of the Territory. Derun is a knight in his thirties. He obtained the proof of the knight in the temple of Adim 10 years ago. When I was a young man, I tried to enter the Imperial Knights by any means while wandering as a free knight, but for five years, I returned to my hometown of Celebrity to live as a knight here.

He was a man who was stabbed to death. He was talented and talented, but he really thought he was from the countryside. He drank almost every day, hugging a cheap whore, and spent every day for nothing. So was this day. While the soldiers stood guard, he called for cheap liquor and whores in an empty office and played with them.

Derun, the on-call officer, is asking how the soldiers are going to arm themselves. I don't know if Valfrid, the chief knight, or Azin, is on call. Derun is on call, so the soldiers are loose. Some of the veterans fill their barrels with booze and go on patrol, sitting in the right place to chat.

I was.

The calm forest boils over, and the night howls. It was a forest that heard the sound of beetles and the occasional cry of an unknown beast. It was not uncommon to hear monsters, but the sound of monsters in Varga's forest was mostly small and heard from afar. But not tonight. Sounds close. Loud. Not one or two. When I realized it.

It was a surprise raid.

There was nothing else to explain.

The wall you have erected is broken. Krrrrrrrrr. It was a huge explosion of gunpowder. The shattered walls spit out the cloudy dust. The drunken guards panic and get up. I drank too much alcohol. Or sit too long. If it wasn't for him, his legs might have been frozen by the monster's roar and sudden attack. No, maybe the hard one is the head, not the leg.

It doesn't matter. A giant orb pierces the dust. When he saw it, the guard forgot his voice. One, two, three, four twinkling eyes in the dark. The pair of eyes look down at a much higher position than the head. Red eyes. One ball, two sets of eyes looking down.

“Twinhead..."

He died before he could finish his horse.

My back is sore. Derun bites his cigar and smokes. Cheap liquor tasted the worst, but the strength was high enough to make your mind sufficiently dazed. Smoking adds to the nightmare. Derun, sitting in a chair, looks at a whore counting money on her bed.

“Do you want one more? ”

A whore lifts her head, noticing Derun's gaze. Derun wags his head. It wasn't about the money. Last time she tightened well. He felt his mouth again for no reason and wiped his sweaty hair. The look on the prostitute's face that thickened her makeup made her feel terrible. I would have tasted the fierce flesh of a noblewoman instead of that cheap whore.

‘Damn it.'

Why are you born in this countryside? If I had a good background, I could have joined the Imperial Knights. I applied several times to take the admission test, but never received it. Those with good families on the rope join the Imperial Knights like the Red Knights or the Blue Knights without being tested. It might be hard to get to the death squad, but the Steel Knights would have been able to get in. Derun pours a drink on the glass thinking like that.

- Kuang! The moment I heard the whore leave the room dressed. The whore flinches in fury and shuts her ears. Derun frowns and sets down his glasses.

“What?”

Derun spits. “W-what do I know?” The whore has a slightly frightened voice. Derun frowns.

“You bastards, didn't you touch any gunpowder? ”

I don't think so. There's no way this kind of noise can go off other than gunpowder. Derun rubs his dirty groin with a rough towel and wears trousers. Then he grabs his sword that he left on the wall. I didn't even have to wear armor. He steps forward to the door a little stumbling, drunk.

“Well, can I go? ”

The whore stuttered and asked. Derun nods his head with an annoying face. The whore opens the door. Bastards, you'll do just fine. If Valfrid comes out... Derun looks at the whore with that thought.

“Get out of here. Don't tell anyone you fucked me when you ask. ”

“Not once or twice. ”

Ignoring the muttering, Derun leaves the office. You stumble out of the building. The shaking torch illuminates the darkness. What the hell? He grimaces and gives you an ear. There was a strange sound. There's a thump, and the ground is ringing. Earthquake? Derun tilts his head. I've never had an earthquake in celebrity territory.

“Aah!”

And the screams. Derun's face stiffens a little. I felt sober. Derun pulls Mana up immediately. The tattoo on my chest was burning. The knight recognized by Adim receives the symbol of Adim on the left chest. It was evidence that the heart was pierced by the spear of Adim, and it was also a passageway that drew Mana into the atmosphere. The knight naturally accepts Mana with a symbol on his chest, and draws out errors through him.

Manah's circling body completely eliminates the hangover. Derun runs toward the screaming direction with a pale, cool face.

What he saw was hell.

Monsters are pushing through the breach in the wall. Derun senses his legs trembling. I've never seen so many monsters. It's been five years since I became a knight in Celebrity territory. Varga went to the forest to subdue monsters every month, but all he saw was a few dozen Orcs and an old ogre. But that's something.

“Twin-head ogre...”

I heard a trembling voice. Twinhead, an ogre with two heads, literally. Twinhead is several times more powerful than a normal Ogre, one of the top ranked monsters. Twinhead's eyes dart towards Derun, scowling at the corpses of the torn soldiers. Derun pulls his foot back, startled.

It wasn't just Twinhead. One, two, three... Dozens of Ogres. I wish it were over with him. It's not the end. A Minotaur with a cow's head. Hidden by the beasts of the orb, there are far more eyes beyond the shattered walls. The sound of a pig whimpering. Orcs. There were cobalt, there were Goblins.

“Holy...”

Derun staggers back. Where did all those monsters come from? The last time Barga went into the forest, he saw an ogre, but there was no sign of many monsters. Why? Why did that army of monsters come all the way down here?

“De, Knight Derun! ”

Soldiers rush in to see if they woke up from the commotion. Derun can't look back. It was because the moment I turned my head, the monsters seemed to rush towards me. Instead, Derun pulls his foot back slightly. He might be able to handle a few Ogres by himself. But it's hard to find so many monsters. And Twinhead, a monster that doubts if he can handle it with all his might.

“What the...”

The soldiers mutter with a pale face. Just as Derun had never seen an army of monsters like that, so did they. “Brass, sound the alarm.” Derun barely said. I wanted to run away like a chimney, but I couldn't. It was not because Derun was a righteous man, but because he had no confidence to run away from the monster pursuit.

What the fuck do we do? ’

The number of Soldiers in Celebrity Territories is 500. Number of articles 5. Can you handle it? No. With a force like that, the Knights of the Great Territory will only be able to criticize them. This is a nightmare. Derun grabs the snarling bridge.

Twinhead's feet are extended forward, and Derun takes a step back. So were the soldiers. “Aargh!” Someone runs away screaming. Son of a bitch. What if we stimulate monsters in a conflict? Monsters immediately react to the scream.

Khhh! It was a screaming cry. Twinhead rushes forward. Derun turns away from his thoughts. There are a lot of soldiers. It's just me. I'm the fastest. Derun pulls Mana up and blows her into the bridge. His feet quickly hit the ground. Qasim! Twin-Headed smashes the head of one of the soldiers with a fist.

Deen, Deen. The bell rings. It's an alarm. Azin kneels down under the window and prays to Adim. His prayers were always the same. I believe, I believe, Adim. This much content was repeated. At first, I thought that this was the only way to gain faith, but I was fortunate to get it. Maybe the system's calibrated. Faith is a disgrace to the player.

“He's here. ”

The black snow that sits on the bed mutters. He opened his eyes when he closed his eyes. You're faster than I thought. Thought you'd be here tomorrow. Azin rises to his feet thinking so.

“I'll be back.”

“Am I here? ”

Raw snow bites. Azin shakes his head slowly.

“Master, please flee with the rest of the villagers. Avoid dangerous situations... Hide your powers as much as possible. ”

“Got it.”

Raw snow gives me a nod. Azin was dressed in armor. Not necessarily, but by the baron Frank, as knight of Celebrity. An old used item.

“I'll be back, then. ”

Azin glances out the window and says,

The light is illuminating in the darkness.