Frenzy Troll

The bard, the man with the harp, was not actually a yeast.

The man was a warrior priest under the command of Iced Spicy.

Bondi, there was no God in particular. I didn't have much faith. I'm just happy that I can get ahead of myself as a salaryman priest.

Besides, this is a good job because he was able to bring his brother as a subordinate commander with his military connections.

But not long ago, that brother died. Bojo got hit by a cannonball.

I heard that Bojoa and his accomplices shot him by hand. There was no other shooter. He was the only one who took the cannons upstairs in the first place.

A man filled with grudges prayed to God with sincerity for the first time in his life.

Help me avenge this humble creature.

Responding to the call was an unexpected god.

The man jumps with the harp from the god.

The pursuers are on their way. Among the pursuers were those who deserved revenge, Bojoa and his accomplices, but there were also some who were too awkward to face.

Roland and the heroes.

I glanced at it from a distance, but it was clear. A knight like Thor running at the head of the pursuers, the furious young face was clearly a Lollan.

‘Damn it.'

I could understand why they were chasing me like that. Heroes hijacked an apple from this side to complete the mission. And the monsters that the man sent would have harmed the knights following Roland.

Those monsters. They were called harps by God.

The harp was simple to use. It just bounced off the string with a will. Then the bodies of those who heard the sound were firm, and the monsters obeyed.

It was an unbelievable power to only have one item.

Power comes with a price. When you use it, you are fascinated by something and often lose your memory for a few minutes, but that's it.

It was the same at this moment. While the man was running away from the pursuers, his hands were tearing at the harp with their hands, not their own, and he was singing in a tone, not his own.

“I was embedded in the forest of the source.

In front of Kenapa Cave, the autumn shrieked.

My shackles are untied. Do you know what that means?

The predators of the earth have formed wolves.

His name is Penhir; he will devour the moon and the spirit.

I'm the father. Do you know what that means?

The ancestors of all the scaled families were snakes.

His name is Jormungan.

I'm the father. Do you know what that means?

A horse with six legs of a warrior, whose offspring

The Queen of the Dead and her hounds were all my blood.

I am the father and mother of all foreign gods.

Those who know its meaning answer my call! ”

The monsters of the world followed his will because Loki commanded it.

Hiding monsters are drawn to the sound of the harp. Loki gazes indifferently at the monsters he summoned.

Six. Too few of them.

Dammit, there's already been too many monsters wiped out on this floor. It was painful, but it was quite a gathering, as they had been dragged and placed on other floors. I guess they're all dead.

‘Goddamn Roland. But if you go to the next floor and replenish it, ’

Instead of going up the next floor, you look up at the stairs and frown.

A black knight stands in the middle of the stairs.

Loki was able to identify the Black Knight. A Hero Summon. Possibly the identity of Valhalla Knight Lancelot.

‘A fake hero calls out a fake hero. ’

Loki understands that this situation is embarrassing, despite laughing inside. With this poor body, singing and tearing off harps was the limit. How hard it must have been to start a fire just to melt the warehouse.

At this rate, one of those summons was hard to deal with.

It's blocked front and back. Then what should we do?

The original self can transform or do anything to get out, but it's not possible right now. What can I do? It was simple.

Raise the pill.

The man turns and goes with the six monsters.

One of the monsters was Basilisk, king of snakes. The real king of snakes is Jormungan, but Basilisk is a distant relative. So he is a distant descendant of Loki, and he is easier to push than any of the monsters.

I heard footsteps. The trackers are all over the place.

The man stands on the hill with the monsters. Then you look down at the trackers above Basilisk's head.

First thing you see is Roland and his minions. He is the owner of the body and he is interested in the mind behind Bojo's blah blah blah, but of course, Loki was not interested in that stuff.

‘Fake heroes. Miscellaneous impurities mixed together. ’

And that fake Roland over there.

Why don't we just treat her like a Roland? The thought of Rocky exclaims, tearing at the harp.

“Hear the noble knight, Roland! I, Alvis, am the son of a great man and commander of these foreigners now, commander to commander against honorable duel · · · · · · · ·”

It was a car that was trying to buy time and order the Basilisks to spray poison.

Roland did not carefully listen to Loki's request for a duel. No, I kept running, but I threw a spear at him.

The spear turned red like an archer. Rocky pierces the left eye of the giant snake, the Basilisk, riding on it. If you dig into the eye, it touches the brain.

Gyeeeeeeeeek, Basilisk's wailing backwards. The Loki god who was up there felt gravity.

"Oops?"

I tried to get away somehow. As a result, Rocky Shin was able to fall without being trapped by the body of the Basilisk.

However, I lost the harp to the impact of the fall. At that moment, the man was no longer the Loki god.

Rocky would have had any influence on that Frost Giant by now. The man was unable to stop the Frost Giants' march because he was unable to do so.

Roland takes a leap. The Frost Giant grabs him by the air.

And I threw it.

“W-w-wha-!"

Roland's body flew in the sky.

The man and the bard watched the scene in terror, even as their goal seemed to be broken. That dreadful Lord Roland is flying in.

Fortunately, Lord Roland's body draws a parabola and begins to lose its flying power. At this rate, I thought I would fall without touching the hill.

The man was relieved, but in fact, he also expected to be thrown.

The Valkyrie, which was waiting to be invisible, held onto the body and continued to fly before the power of flight was completely lost. Then Gear throws up the hill.

You stare at the man in front of the monsters.

The look in his eyes. The man shudders even as he becomes accustomed to the monsters shining a starry glare.

The man shouted as if to make excuses.

“Wait! What I said · · · · · · ·"

Roland doesn't listen.

Immediately after landing, Roland rushes in with his sword. The man barely picks up the harp and shouts.

“Protect me! ”

In response to that order, the monsters became walls. You hear a scream behind their backs, a car, and a man running to get away.

Monster terminals.

The scared man bounces off the harp. I knew that if I bounced that harp, people would become paralyzed.

My nails snapped and I bounced. To get away from his terrible pursuers.

However, the screams of the creature subside, and the sound of steel slamming into the ground resounds.

The knight is coming after you. The man bounces off the harp even crazier.

At that moment, the roar rang out. The roar of a man-made monster. The man who picked up the sound on his back was stiff on the other hand.

And the next moment, the man felt a strong feeling in his neck.

The foot is off the ground. I couldn't breathe. The man grumbles and tries to scream, but his voice doesn't come out.

Then the tightening that I felt in my neck disappeared. Roland laid his hands on it.

The man is freed and crushes the buttocks.

Roland approaches. The man's pupils dilate and illuminate as if he were expanding his approaching Roland.

Roland reaches out and the man cannot be rooted.

Roland grabs the man by the neck again. This time from the front.

As a result, the man came face to face with Roland. Thor's terribly angry face. Beyond that lie the bodies of six monsters with burnt wounds.

Before he tightens his throat, the man barely screams.

“Unfair · · · · · · ·"

The man tried to make excuses. I'm only avenging now. I didn't know the Lord Confucius was mixed in there. If I saw the damage, I'd apologize, blah, blah.

But before I could join the horses, there was an uproar on that ship. Lollant punched him in the abdomen, just like he lifted him up.

The air that would spill out of the horse suddenly escaped. The man who was in pain struggled with tears and nostrils.

The man swung his hand and caught Roland's hair. The man grips his hair like he's holding a lifeline, but he doesn't care.

Regardless, Roland breaks the man's body. Along with him, Roland's hair is pulled out, but he doesn't care at all.

Lollang stomps the man on the floor, without a word.

I made it so that it wouldn't budge. Then I drew my sword.

You hear a shout from behind the car you were about to take down.

“Stop it, Roland! We can't kill him! ”

Roland turns his head to Moji's voice.

Mozzie kept shouting.

“We have a lot to figure out about what it is, what the monster did! ”

Roland neither disagreed nor disagreed. I just looked back at the moss and gave more strength to the legs that trampled on the man.

Mozi sadly looks at the situation. The furious Roland is hard to stop. Not once or twice has that anger ruined things in the past · · · · · ·.

Fortunately for Mozi, Roland is not the Lollant he remembers now.

After a while, Roland said,

“I won't die. I've only adjusted my strength enough to lose my mind. ”

“Is it · · · · · · ·"

“Yes."

Lollang looks down at the man he stepped on again.

A man who was suspicious enough to suspect even Loki. I was worried about the chase, just as suspiciously, but I was caught unexpectedly easily.

Even the unknown magical power that was felt in the harp did not solidify her body. Odin's sword protected his body.

It was an easy situation to solve. But Roland couldn't smile.

The pursuit ended easier than expected. But there was something more important.

Roland searches the body of the man who lost his mind. I stripped off its sleeves, waist, and even trousers and searched its possessions.

As a result, Roland was able to find one yellow apple.

I still can't smile.

Now that the chase is over and the stolen goods are back. From this moment on, Roland knew it was real.

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