Frenzy Troll

“You can't even steal it? ”

Morgana answered Bikappa's question with a resignation.

“Yes. I couldn't get enough of it. ”

“That's ridiculous. You can infiltrate the image of an invisible crow. And you can't steal it? At least Bojoa's servants have the talent to see through magic · · · · · ·”

“I even snuck into that mansion. But I never saw a golden apple. ”

“So you don't even know where he is? ”

“Actually, I'm guessing I saw a safe. From what I've seen in front of them, if there was a golden warrior-like artifact in there, I don't think I'd put it in there. ”

“Then what about those sentries?"

“It wasn't just the sentries. The vault itself was a disaster. That safe wasn't an ordinary thing to open with a key. ”

“What if it's not the key? ”

“There's no keyhole at all. Looks like it's using impulse to open things up inside. ”

Stuff you haven't heard of, probably made by workshop artisans.

Vikappa refused to commit theft even if he said so. After that, he asked all sorts of questions such as, "Can't I bring the whole safe?"

However, Morgana's answers were all negative.

“It's hard. This Bojo guy hasn't been out much lately, so it's hard to get a crack. ”

Vikappa mutters to the tears.

“It's awkward to be out in front of everyone. ”

Idiot, I said it to myself. It was a desperate situation.

You don't think it's gonna be this hard because of that useless mind of a jerk? All the things Vikappa has been looking into, such as how to sneak over the stolen golden apple, or how to cheat the trick he learned, have become obsolete.

I might have to think about it differently now.

For example, pay Bojoa directly for a golden apple · · · · · ·.

Taking into account the gold he had to pay for it, Vikappa felt suffocated. In the meantime, I thought,

Do I really have to? ’

With the wealth I have earned over the years, it was possible. But it was not a question of whether you would have to spend almost all of your wealth.

Would giving a golden apple to the king of Mediah be worth more than that? It may be worth spending more than twenty years in Bifrost.

I thought a little more and came to a conclusion.

I had no choice. I had to open up my possibilities.

Vikappa leaves the Oval Office with a stiff face and summons his men. Then I gave the order.

“As long as you have the bonds. Gather all the bonds that were satisfied with the interest. ”

Lots of bonds. Money you loaned to nobles in Bifrost, money you loaned to a foreigner, etc. I had to repay all that debt right away.

We need to collect cash to participate in the apple auction.

* * * * * * *

A guest has come to the mansion since morning. Osron went into his room because he didn't want to face the guest.

The visitor was Bishop Bifrost. The bishop said in a shy tone.

“Lord Amaric, is there? ”

As a result, Bishop Bifrost presented a few parchments to Amaric to greet his guests.

Amaric asks.

“What is this? ”

“This is a diploma. A diploma in theology. ”

When you graduate from a polite college, you will be recognized as a formal priest.

The diploma clearly had the name 'Amaric’ written on it. Bishop Bifrost gave the certificate to the owner of the name, saying.

“You are now a formal priest. I'm also a knight, so I'll have to kill myself in the future. ”

Amaric didn't know what to say. I almost stuttered and asked.

“How? So soon? Not only does that restore student status, but also appoint a priest."

I thought it would be difficult for Cardinal Osron to put pressure on me. What kind of tribe is a saint so hard-headed that they won't overturn their decisions?

However, this certificate was sent from the Church of the Pope in less than a month. Amaric has no idea how this is possible.

The bishop said.

“Apparently, something amazing has happened to the Holy See. ”

“What if it's amazing? ”

“The Pope and the Cardinals all had the same dream. A dream in which God Thor commands all of his priests to kneel before him and cry out and reward Amaric. ”

Thor? The great god himself? For your own faithful?

The bishop continued, while Amaric was frozen.

“Of course, they didn't even know who Amaric was. But soon a letter from Bifrost arrived and you took action · · · ·"

Amaric kneels there. Not to pray, but to relax my legs so I don't even know who I am.

Tears poured out of his eyes.

On his knees, Amaric prays. Thank you, Lord Thor. Thank you for your anger and for giving me this glorious opportunity.

And everything that surrounds you now. He truly thanked the heroes and all the holy things.

It was lunchtime. While the members of the mansion were eating together, Amaric informed everyone of this great news.

Alonso bites with his eyes wide open.

“Thor himself? ”

“Yes, you did. ”

“That's refreshing! ”

Moscow opened her mouth.

“God's favourite, something that no one can ever get. Act with humility and pride in that. ”

It was indeed a noble Maurish, but it was a remarkably different speech from before.

Amaric knew that the nature of the mosque had changed dramatically since that day. Of course, it was embarrassing, but at this moment, I was genuinely impressed.

“Of course, Ser. ”

The congratulations of all of them were accepted by Amalek. Then he turned his gaze to Lollan. With eyes full of expectations.

I couldn't keep my mouth shut with that look on my face. After realizing that Lolando Amaric wants to compliment himself, he did what he wanted.

“I truly congratulate you, Ser. Soon you will join the ranks of heroes. ”

Alonso has spoken.

“What about me? ”

“Longitude, of course. If we all keep going like this, we'll get there. Or already a hero. ”

Then she thought to herself, throwing Dougdam.

Thor spoke directly to the priests? ’

I knew that the gods could enter the human dream, or the spirit world, on earth. I've already been through it a few times.

But is it that easy to meddle with your mind? It was hard for the gods, even if Lollang knew there was a Throne Spilled Out of Sight. So I have speculated that the gods do not preach to the public carelessly.

But what if it's not? What if it was hard to say Moore to the people on the ground, but it was the least I could do?

‘Then why did the gods forsake our heroes? ’

Heroes would have been greatly helped just by saying one or two words directly to the powerful.

If the gods had told Bikapa in advance that heroes would come, he would have been able to act with authority from all of Bifrost without having to prove himself by running into wolf monsters.

If I had, the battle with the Trolls would have been better. No one on the expedition would have been able to stand up to that authority if Roland had been the hero personally vouched for by the gods. Then Roland would not have caused the terrible mass casualties by abandoning his reckless charge and withdrawing the expedition.

‘If the gods had at least ordered their commanders to listen to the heroes. · · · · · ’

In many ways, there were ways that the gods could help the heroes, but they did not. Roland thought the reason for such neglect was this:

It is God. It is hard not to meddle with the human world by mistake or interfere with it.

But it proved to be Torr's favor.

As Thor did with his followers, the gods were able to take care of the heroes. But I did not.

Why the hell not?

* * * * * * *

The Lord's Banquet could not have ended in one day. Bifrost had to greet them all, as guests from afar had arrived prominently.

Thus, the banquet was only over a month later. In the meantime, Roland shows himself to one of the guests who came to the banquet and tries to impress them with his heroism and the world's water.

But now that the banquet was over, I was finished being a global ambassador.

It was time for another adventure. Time to climb the world and fight the monsters.

You must clear your path by killing the monsters in the world's waters and dedicate their souls to the gods for reward. I just couldn't stop that RPG nonsense anymore.

He's holed up in his mansion. Now, if Lollan's herd doesn't work, no one might make it to the world.

It was time to set sail.

Roland talks to Angie, who's busy running around.

“We'll be leaving soon. What do you think you're still busy with? ”

Angie looks around and answers.

“I can't see my handkerchief, hold on. ”

And then Osron came along. Roland thought that Osron was trying to rebuke the Readiness Tribe on this Seed, but he didn't.

Osron pulls the towel out of his arms.

“Here, put this on. ”

“Thank you, Your Grace. ”

Osron smiles at Angie and soon turns his eyes to her. And I said,

“I finally have news from Bojoa. ”

“Like what?"

“I take back what I said, and I want to apologize to Lord Roland. ”

Roland smiles bitterly. Bojoa swore an oath to Gunnir, and was withdrawing the sheep that said it was a mistake.

If you even do that ugly reverse act. ’

Roland said.

“We have to go now, so I won't be able to talk to you in person, but please tell me instead." I accept your apology. ”

“Maybe I don't have to. I heard that Bojo is also planning to quit his double doors and return to his work on the Temple. ”

“Good for you. Anyway, we're going. Angie? Now that you've got your handkerchief, let's go. ”

Angie replied urgently.

“Hold on, I'll just get one more bucket of oil. I don't think it's enough. ”

“Oil?”

It must have been pretty heavy. Roland tells Angie to wait, and then he goes directly into the warehouse and comes out with a bucket of oil.

Angie says she can't help it, but Osron is just smiling.

After putting the oil on the cart, Roland leaves the mansion. And I led the knights that were waiting in front of him to the water of the world.

The villagers of Bifrost have followed suit.

“Roland, Roland, Roland! ”

Now Lollan's herd is in good cheer, not only for their return, but for their journey. That's how much the herd has gained in Bifrost.

After a burst of cheer, Roland sets foot at the entrance to the world water. At that moment, I felt a slight weight on my shoulders, and I heard a whisper.

I have a message for you. ’

Roland asks, trying not to be flawed.

“Don't you know?”

‘Shh, just listen. You're looking for a golden apple, right? If you do, don't give it to Osron. ’

Roland opens his eyes, startled and asks.

“Why?”

‘I can't tell you that. Anyway, I told him. ’

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