Frenzy Troll

This is where Odin is being held.

He said, thinking about the radiance above the world's waters.

“I'm interested, but I have an idea where you are. ”

The bard cried out.

“Not a clue! I'm sure of it! ”

Roland tries to shoot us, saying we were pretty accurate, and then he quits.

The golden apple just disappeared. Now there's only Odin left to rely on. The rescue cannot be neglected.

Roland said.

“We consider his location to be about a hundred and fifty floors. Can I point out that I'm wrong, or can I point out a more accurate location? ”

“150th floor? Low · · · · · ·"

“Yes or no. Or don't you know?”

The bard was clearly embarrassed by the question.

As Roland narrows his eyes, the bard barely opens his mouth.

“Actually, I don't know how many floors. But I know where.

“A place?”

“The fortress. Odin is behind it. ”

“Bullshit. He's tied to a world tree branch. ”

“I'm sure you're tied up outside. But there's a fortress in front of it, guarding its resting place! ”

“How do you know that? ”

“I could feel it! ”

Roland thinks he's making fun of himself now. It's a very desperate voice, but isn't it a mind-blowing act?

The car bard, who was thinking about hitting one, kept shouting.

“I know! Through the eyes of transcendent beings other than myself, I knew the existence of a fortress built on the water of the world! ”

When Loki became obsessed with the bard, the bard could feel Loki's thoughts. So the bard found out about the fortress that Loki had just painted in his mind.

The fortress was probably a surveillance facility for Odin's hanging.

He thought about the fortress and said Loki was dying. Somehow Odin hasn't been released for too long, thanks to the Giants.

Thinking back to Loki's accident, the bard has a headache. A burning sensation in my head.

But I cried out for survival somehow.

“There must be giants in that fortress! ”

Everyone knew the fortress of giants, the most famous of them all.

Alonso asked.

“Uthgard? Isn't that fortress in Jotunheim? ”

“I don't even know his name! But I felt that there was a giant fortress above the water of the world, guarding it from the gods of war! ”

Roland asked.

“What do you mean you feel it? Are you suggesting that you have the power of prophecy? ”

“While it is difficult to explain · · · · · · · during the reception, however · · · · · ·"

The bard was speechless. I couldn't confess that I was connected to Loki.

However, Gear Moji asked.

“Inhale? With the Evil Lord Loki? ”

“No · · · · · · · ·"

Moshe twitches his eyebrows.

“I'm deeply embarrassed. Was it really Loki? Tell him what's right. There's a way to find out if it's true or not. ”

In Moji's words, the bard shuts up. Then I lowered my head, and the silence became an answer to positivity.

Moji mutters.

“Really, Rocky? You mean the evil god had something to do with this? You only went out for one apple? It can't be possible · · · · · · · because of a golden apple. ”

A psychopath who was badly criticized by Mozi earlier shot him.

“You haven't eaten since you got released, so you might want to try this one." I know the gods get old if they don't eat the golden apple. ”

Mossi replies without looking at you. It's like he's trying to tell himself.

“Loki is the exception. I don't know who Ascendant or Banana is. Somehow Loki doesn't age without a golden apple. That's why only Loki was able to rescue the goddess as young as he was when the gods got old and became helpless. To him, a golden apple is not really a big deal. And yet you insist on going? This incident was worth more than one simple apple to Loki. ”

Moji glances at Ostron, muttering.

The man benefited the most from this incident.

The man involved with Loki controls the monsters. Thus, Basilisk and Cocatrix arrived at this result.

Why did you manipulate two Petrifying Curses? Was it just because the two monsters were strong, that they were pushing them? Or did you bring them here for the purpose of cursing Angie?

Moshi suddenly remembered the game of Mediah. Entertainment under suspicion of Loki's involvement.

If the memory itself is true, then Loki is involved in the loss of status for the heroes he summoned.

‘And it was Osron, · · · · · · · · · · · Loki, who called the heroes, who helped him do it? The son of Frey? For what?’

As the group pauses in pursuit of the bard, Osron clears his lost daughter's head. I had never trimmed a woman's hair, but her hands were clumsy but cheerful.

Did you try everything for that cheerfulness?

If so, I will kill you.

Mozi thought.

Frey will be furious if he harms the Mediahns. But I will kill him, even if I endure his wrath. To prevent future plans.

It will soon be for Roland.

Meanwhile, while taking care of his daughter, Osron mutters as he listens to the conversation.

“Fortress of Giants? Maybe it really is Utgard. Even if it wasn't, it would be a mighty fortress in Utgard. Watching the god of war? How serious can that guard be? ”

It was Jason who got the message. Jason was also next to Angie, or Princess Osma.

Jason said with his gaze fixed on Princess Osma's face.

“Of course you will · · · · · ·"

“It's such a pity to know the enemy's defensive facilities in the yard where the world's troops left the water right now. No matter how powerful the heroes are, there will be a limited number of people. It won't be easy to take that fort down with the force right now, will it? ”

Jason was busy watching Princess Osma.

“Probably · · · · · · ·"

“We'll need more troops, won't we? ”

Ostron's words forewarn of reinforcements. And Osron's troops were, of course, well-equipped.

The remaining heroes of the temple.

Then Jason turned his attention to the conversation.

They're coming back?

Jason opens his eyes and says, "Moore." We didn't need any more heroes, we just needed to be alone, so we had to stop them from coming.

Suddenly, however, when Roland and Moe saw it, he kept his mouth shut.

Between those two heroes, Jason felt mental fatigue.

Roland is, of course, confident. He's a man who can handle himself if he lets him fight or politics or whatever. What the hell is he doing in society? He's a hero.

Respect rises when we are together.

And it's squishy.

Another colleague, Moji. Originally, Jason felt overwhelmed by the awkwardness. He believes he needs my protection.

That guy's a changed man now. I'm not relieved to be with Moji like this. I'm just tired.

Jason was in desperate need of a compassionate colleague. Not my heroic colleagues, my shitty, mediocre colleagues.

All of their weak, cowardly elements were tolerated. They may not be as good as Roland and Mozzie, but they're okay now.

Jason misses his colleagues at the temple more than ever.

Jason suddenly sees Roland.

Roland was busy talking to the bard. I wouldn't be able to hear this conversation right now.

Jason said in a small voice.

“Are you going to bring warriors from the temple? ”

Osron nods.

“Yes. You'll be happy to reconvene with your comrades, won't you? ”

“I am. But don't tell Lollan. Bring him here. ”

“Why?”

Jason vomited his excuses somehow.

“If you are confident, do you really need to make it move?" But I'm sure the Emperor will be eager to work for the world again. So bring him in quietly. ”

“Sure. Thanks for the advice, Ser. ”

Osron grinned and stroked his daughter, Princess Osma. Jason looks back and forth, following the hand that sweeps down that dark hair.

Somehow, it was difficult for Jason to take his eyes off her.

Why? When I was a boy, I didn't care much, but when I was a girl, did I suddenly get interested?

‘I'm not a pedophile. ’

Jason stared at Princess Osma in embarrassment.

Osron smiled as he felt that look.

“Mediahn women resemble the Medea Ball. This child is poisonous. Black hair and necklaces all resemble Medea. Isn't it beautiful?”

Iason replied tremblingly.

“I see. It's beautiful. ”

* * * * * * *

When the hordes of Lolland and Bojoa returned, there were more welcomers than ever before.

“Hail to the great knight Roland! ”

You see a woman at the head of the screaming crowd.

The families of the refugees who took her to the 100th floor. They were living in Bifrost with the money Roland paid for the death of their husbands.

After eating well, Lollan's strength rises when he sees those with flesh on their faces.

I did a good thing.

But that kind of good will now be hard to do again. I gave up all my money for an apple.

Then I heard a voice next to me.

“Sir Roland? ”

It was Bojoa. He told Lollan about the welcome ceremony.

“When do I get paid? · · · · · · · · If possible ·”

Roland replies.

“I'll give it to you right away. Got it?”

“Yes, thank you very much. Sir!”

As soon as she got to the mansion, Roland opened the warehouse and paid for it.

Heavy gold. It's a big deal to move, but Bojoa's soldiers sweat and fly.

Bojoa's compulsory forces monitor the operation to prevent it from being taken away. Bojo smiles, leading them all.

‘Gold · · · · · · · tremendous gold. ’

Bojo didn't seem like a bad buyer to me. At least I didn't take it off.

Besides, it's a tough opponent to burn down hostilities. Bojoa has decided not to hold a grudge against Lollan anymore.

However, it was not satisfactory to sell the golden apple so thoroughly. You need someone to avenge that grudge.

Who's the bad guy?

Vikappa, you son of a bitch. ’

Bojoa thinks there's no one worse off than him now. Release the adulterous bard who insulted himself. Tell the mercenaries not to cooperate properly.

Bojoa thinks, "Isn't all this a shameful act of self-neglect?"

Thus, a target was set for the arrow of vengeance. Bikafa approaches as Bojoa recites her profanity.

Stupid face. Vikappa asks with a crazy look.

“You sold an apple? ”

Bojoa replies briefly.

“Yes, at a good price. ”

Vikappa is unable to read the fury in his voice. I wasn't thinking straight.

You already sold it? How hard is it to get money for that? ’

People living in Bifrost borrowed a lot of money from Bikappa's bank because of the lack of realities. And Vikappa, who had to collect cash to buy a golden apple, forced him to recover the money he had lent them by brushing them down.

‘Damn it. ’

Boazoa said, as Vikappa recited his profanity in his heart.

“And I caught that thief. Lord Roland made a pact not to kill him in exchange for information. I was supposed to hand it over to you, but what are you going to do? ”

The answer Bojo secretly expected was, 'A thief is to be executed without exception.' But, of course, Vikappa told me an answer that did not go as expected.

“What should I lock up first?"

The answer is dry. Bojoa once again burns with anger. And I swore an oath.

One day, I'm going to mess with this fountain of moneylenders who don't know what they're doing.

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