Frenzy Troll

Bojoa relaxes.

“I didn't say that. ”

“Then, is there none? I didn't say there wasn't. Are you gonna fight back? ”

“Well, what do you think? ”

And speaking of that, Boerzoa smiled again. A confident smile.

Lollant thought it was ridiculous to put his fist in that smile. I thought it would fit the knighthood.

What the hell is that attitude? The big mystery character? Against the heroes who defeated the Demon Dragon not long ago?

Have you lost your mind?

When I first met Bojoa, she remembered that I felt like a sensible person. At that time, Bojoa represented the authority of her heroes against Commander Iced Spicy. Despite Roland's less accomplishments at the time.

But now he couldn't understand why he was doing it.

Obviously, the Ancient Heroes won't like this conversation. Now Bojoa not only turned greedy, but clearly degraded her self-discerning abilities.

"Are you seducing me? In gold?"

Does the gold of the line hold enchanting magic?

But when I think about it, it was the story of Nibelung's ring. If that magic had been possessed not only by the ring, but by the gold that had sank in the river, all the knights of Roland who had been given the gold in that place would have gone mad.

After all, Bojoa and the group left, leaving behind only a feeling of discomfort.

Looking back, Jason made a lot of speeches.

“Oh, that bastard. ”

And Mozzie said,

“If you have something to say, say it in front of me. Jason.”

Jason flinches and moors. Jason was not confident in cursing at Momo.

Jason shuts up and Mozzie tries to teach him a few more lessons. The janitor approached and politely said.

“We're done. Thank you so much for your patience. ”

Roland stood up and said casually.

“No, you're not. ”

Then he instructed the crowd to pack their things.

I've been hunting for days, and now it's time to go back.

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As soon as the Heroes' hordes returned, it was almost routine for all of Bifrost's inhabitants to arrive.

Jason anticipates the welcome party again, so he calls for a Valkyrie that the spectators will want to see as much as Roland does. Then, after clearing my head, I robbed my clothes and looked confident while I was tired.

And as soon as the roots of the world water rose, Jason was blinded by the expressions he worked so hard to manage.

There shouldn't have been a welcome party. Exactly the opposite.

The moment the heroes appeared, nearly thousands of people shouted.

“Glory to the warriors of Valhalla! ”

At the same time, petals scatter over the building and the sound of trumpets echoes. A glamorous welcome ceremony unlike any other.

Moreover, it was clearly strange that thousands of people came. What kind of crowd is this in a crowded yard?

I can see the familiar faces of Roland's welcoming party.

I glanced back and asked.

“Aren't they the janitors? ”

The head of the group of janitors glances at Lollan and nods.

“You look very impressed, Ser! I see my colleagues. ”

“Then why did the janitors come out to greet us? ”

“Lord Roland is our idol."

With a glimpse of that, Roland scans through the others.

I saw more people who didn't fit in here. Roland remembers that the fat man standing there was an auctioneer for the union he met last time.

The people around him looked like members of Bifrost. Occupants who should be busy working at this hour. Even if there were fewer warriors, the merchants would still have quite a few left, so why not?

And the man who doesn't fit in here more than anyone else shows up on top of the statue.

A magnificent chairman, Vikappa, shouts with open arms.

“Heroes! Bless you for your improvement! ”

And next to Vikappa was Osron.

Roland ponders for a moment how to interpret the scene. Are they reconciling?

Lollang walks out of the pack, zinged. Angie is surprised, looking up at the top of the statue, and Osron shouts from there.

“Holy! Holy, ancient warriors who follow the gods and their followers! Let's all follow them! I will never lose."

What's wrong with him? In curiosity, Roland walks silently.

Until we got back to the mansion, people followed the herd of heroes. In almost a chase, Roland opens the door to the mansion and walks into it.

You hear the shouts of the people behind your back.

“Once upon a time, there was a knight I was supposed to hear, his nephew, the Great Sage of War. Since there hasn't been such a great knight since then, let's all see what he looks like! You won't get a chance to see one of those after that! ”

“Rest well now that you've come back from a hard fight. Roland! The greatest knight ever! ”

I felt like I was shouting in advance, a useless poetic preacher. Again, the welcome ceremony was clearly prepared by the lord himself.

Then why now if you haven't? This hunt was definitely strange, considering it wasn't that great.

Only an hour later, the door to the mansion was opened again. Angie hears the footsteps and runs out.

“Welcome, Your Majesty! ”

Osron strokes Angie's greeting head as well.

“Come on, Angie. ”

Lollang glances at the beautiful figure and asks.

“What the hell was that today? ”

“Are you welcoming? ”

“Yes. What was it even with Vikappa? Are you reconciled?”

“Reconciliation? Really? He's a robber and I'm a victim of a robbery. If you do something, it will be forgiveness, not reconciliation, and I have no intention of doing so! ”

“Then what? ”

“He insisted. Bifrost needs a hero's fame to resurrect. He said that in order to bring people together for the resurrection of the temple, he would have to propagate based on the notoriety of the heroes. I had no choice but to cooperate. So on behalf of the moneymaker, can the heroes light a dinner for the lord in the future? ”

Roland frowns and asks.

“You know I don't enjoy such a rowdy position. Why would I ask that? ”

“The banquet will be attended by prominent merchants and nobles. After their return, they have seen a great hero. Spread the rumor that to the self-respecting heroes, I hope that meaningful generals from different countries will come with soldiers. So they want the temple to resume. ”

That was a plausible thing to say.

After hearing the opinions of the others, Roland glances at his two colleagues.

Jason nods, but Mozzie looks sad. Even contempt for a young face.

Of course, she didn't like it either. Knight acting is a funny thing to be afraid of now that it's everyday, but it's still awkward to care about horses. When I had to lead the knights in the water of the world, I didn't want to get tired until I had a rest in the city.

Instead of trying to refuse, Roland looks at the other two colleagues. Alonso and Amaric.

Alonso talks out loud.

“Heroes propaganda! I'll play the trumpeter! ”

I understood what Alonso liked. He's a chatty old man.

Roland looks at Amaric. In the water of the world, he covered his whole body, but in the mansion, he took off his mask.

So Roland could read Amaric's face. Expectations hidden in the burden.

He seemed eager to attend the banquet.

It was strange. Meanwhile, lepers used to hide in cornered rooms when banquets were held in their homes. Then why?

I couldn't ask why I wanted to go there myself. You're not gonna be able to express yourself in front of Osron. So Roland had to make his own guess.

And so, it came to an unexpected conclusion.

"You want to make a social debut. It's already widely known that one of your fellow heroes has leprosy, so this is his chance to expose himself to celebrities. ’

Of course, I didn't say it out loud, so if I wanted to ignore it, I could ignore it.

But she didn't want to. Now the share of the two local colleagues in world water exploration is unmatched. The only healer in the game, Amalek, was important, because Alonso also played the leading role.

I had to be treated by my colleagues who did their part.

And then Roland said,

“Of course, I'd have to sell some supplies for the revival of the temple. ”

“Oh, you're going to say yes? Thank you so much! The moneymaker will appreciate it too! On his behalf · · · · · · · · · ·"

“I'd like you to tell me the schedule a few days ago. so you can be prepared in advance. And if you have an itchy skin disease among the group who will attend the · · · · · · banquet with a hero, you will believe it doesn't matter. ”

Osron also understands that Amaric has been mentioned.

“Of course, no one will mind. ”

“Very well, then. ”

After making that decision, Roland looks back at his colleagues' reactions. First of all, Amaric, what an impressive face.

This was, of course, the expected response. What about my colleagues?

Unlike what I hated earlier in the case of Mozi, this time, his face turned pale. It was like I had already calculated the meaning of this side.

On the other hand, Jason who had been positive about attending the banquet until now was a strange face.

Jason asked me when the users gathered in the same room.

“What weakness did Amaric have for you? ”

Roland insisted.

“Why are you barking? ”

“What do you care so much about Amaric? At first, I thought I was just taking pity on you, but then I accepted you as my colleague. You gave me a golden apple the other day. Why the hell would you give me an apology you didn't even ask for? Even if you want to offer an apology, does that seem compassionate to you? ”

“I didn't ask for a golden apology for Amaric. ”

“Then what is it? ”

“First of all, by promising me a second chance, I can remove the motive for betrayal from a leper who desperately wants cure-all. ”

“Did you leave an empty horse behind? ”

“No. If I get a second one, I'll give it to you. If Amaric eats the Golden Apple, our Hiller's Divine Stat will increase by 1. ”

“You've got to get up there, too. ”

“I just need to get my sword comfortably to Wild Nine, and that's a figure I can achieve with a level up someday. Eat a Golden Apple at 9 to get 10? I mean, even though it looks pretty cool, I think it's actually nine or 10 over there. I'd rather give it to Hiller. ”

Lollant should not be focusing on his character training right now. Roland has to take care of the rest of the group. As a leader who has settled down since when.

In fact, Lollan took Amaric very seriously.

Cleric spells could be used by ordinary military ministers, but Roland's spells were more powerful. It's probably because it has the stats' divine ’in Roland's game.

And sacred warriors were rare among the God-given warriors, and Amalek was rarely able to play a player level healer.

Now Amaric is almost perfectly replacing user Healer. The existence of Amaric proves that, if the local colleagues are active, the user's participation is not necessarily necessary.

Though Bifrost's warriors are few, Osron may think he should now bring other heroes from the Temple.

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