Frenzy Troll

“Osron claims he's not a pleural effusion? And if you do, will you quit? ”

Karl answered Moji's question.

“No. I don't trust him or quit my job. ”

“Why? You didn't want to do it. ”

“I can't let him go. ”

“Why?”

“It was almost the first time I've ever mixed words. But I assumed he was crazy. The madman offered. I'll treat you like a hero, so stay quiet. ”

“Isn't that a good offer for you? It's not just temples anymore, it's palaces. Be quiet like normal people.”

“No, it's different. In the temple, there was a dark future. The future of fighting monsters like three people. We spent our time sweating in preparation for that day. But what good is it to do in the palace? As Osron's gourmand? It's never good to look comfortable. Osron has already been hated in the palace. We don't know what will happen to him when he dies. ”

“You're willing to kill someone because it's dark? That's cool."

Karl said to Mozzie's ridicule:

“There's one more reason we can't let him go. ”

“What?”

“Osron knows that we are nothing but shadows of heroes. A person who can declare that we are heroes by exacting our treatment as a summons. I don't expect Osron to be able to keep his mouth shut. He's already a traitor with a plot, and if something goes wrong, he might not want to treat us like heroes. Isn't it?”

“No, you're right. So when and where are you gonna do it? You're ordering him to be assassinated? ”

“Assassination of Shinan? No. I won't leave the dirty work to anyone but me. If you're going to do it, do it with confidence. In front of everyone, soon. ”

“You're noble. Have you decided on a new name? ”

“Yes."

Only then was Mozi satisfied.

Mozi remembered the great Karl. There were many personality flaws, quarrels with the servants, but Gear led them all and saved humanity.

It was unbearable for him to use that holy name.

* * * * * * *

Roland tells his associates who have prepared to leave.

“I really don't have anything to say. I'm sorry, everyone. You were treated honorably in the palace for my cause · · · · · ·”

Only Roland remains and his companions decide to leave the palace. To avoid the body.

Roland's plan was to do it soon. My colleagues shouldn't get involved in that.

Roland suddenly sees Alonso. A knight in possession of Mediah. If Lollang is hated in Mediah, that old man will suffer the most losses.

However, Alonso smiled and said, comfortably.

“No, no! It's very sad to leave, of course, but it's not because you can't enjoy banquet food and fluffy beds anymore. I regret not being a part of Lord Roland's service! ”

“Thank you for saying that, Alonso. ”

Roland bows his head and Alonso frowns.

Meanwhile, Jason bites.

“Roland, do you really not need my help? ”

“Yes, I think I'm better off alone. It's kind of awkward to watch a knight run wild. It would be even worse to mess up the palace by joining Giants and Beasts. ”

“The teenager alone holds all the wonderful events. ”

“I'm sorry. But in case you haven't noticed, ”

After that, Mozi placed an invisibility spell on them to come and go.

Thus, out of everyone's sight, Jason and his two local colleagues snuck out of the palace.

They're leaving. Where's Moshe?

I decided to stay voluntarily. The existence of a wizard who can be transparent and teleported is truly reliable. Mosi argued that his absence would be a waste.

Roland asked.

“Karl and the swing went well, right? ”

“Yes, just now. ”

I also retrieved the sword I lent Karl for a while.

Suddenly, Roland thought he should just send the sword to Karl. Shouldn't there have been repayment in the lungs of the yard?

Moreover, what Roland is about to do is not worthy of the sanctity of the Sword. It's worth living for God's wrath.

Disturbing the descendants of Frey to get married.

Is it okay to do that with a sword that God gave us? Without the blessing of the gods, this sword is a filthy thing that refuses to put its owner's hand on the floor at once.

Maybe the Sword ruined my job for nothing. I could swing it well and suddenly put a knife in the ground with an unknown gravity, or I could just stick the sack in Roland's neck and take the place of God's punishment.

It was possible enough.

Now, attempting to rebel against God, Roland is more in need of God's blessing than ever.

Roland kneels on the ground. I closed my eyes and prayed to the god of war.

"O great Archangel Odin, have mercy on the flight of this humble species. ’

Of course, there was no response, which made Roland anxious.

I really didn't feel sorry for everyone. May God's wrath not spread among them in such courtyards. Roland prayed earnestly.

* * * * * * *

Osron is wearing a white robe, not a purple one. A traditional outfit worn by Mediahn priests.

Osron starts praying in front of the altar.

“Great Frey, the ancestor of our kin. Your descendants seek permission to make a sacred bond. With your permission, I will marry Osma Mediah and continue to shed noble blood on this earth. Of course, I will not if you forbid me to. ”

Afterwards, he started to sweat from his back, mumbling and praying.

I did not hear God's answer.

After praying for a long time, Osron could not hear the voice of God. Osron rises from his seat, soaked in sweat.

He declared it to the priests who were watching him.

“Lord Frey was not unworthy! ”

The priests began to recite the ceremonial words of congratulations. Osron grins in front of them.

Anyway, I didn't lie. I didn't authorize it, but I didn't forbid it. Isn't it right to be silent?

‘It's funny that God accepts marriage every day. Perhaps all my ancestors were like this. Of course, Oswald and Osma are combined. ’

In consolation, Osron stepped out of the room.

There were already nobles gathered at the presidency. Their disgruntled faces.

Everyone in the palace noticed that it was Osron who assassinated King Os. Even the regime to marry its daughter was considered an international embarrassment.

Seeing them like that, Osron laughs at himself.

Let's have a nice chat in the back. Things you couldn't even handle.

In this palace, the Mediahn royalty was absolute. It has been, and always will be. With the god Frey behind us, how can a mere mortal challenge his authority?

Osron opens his mouth in front of the nobles.

“Attention, everyone. I just prayed to Lord Frey. And I declare that Lord Frey has not refused, and that this engagement will have divine power. I, Osron Mediah, am now engaged to Osma Mediah. Goddess Prig will bless our union! ”

At that moment, the nobles thought. Gear?

The nobles looked at each other with an unfair tone. I was reluctant to congratulate or applaud immediately.

However, someone who thought this was a good opportunity for the new regime clapped their hands. Dude.

The nobleman next to him started clapping his hands with indiscretion, while the other nobleman clapped his hands.

Osron waited for the applause to subside with a satisfying face, then said.

“Bring the princess. ”

And Princess Osma, surrounded by princesses, enters.

Osron put a muzzle on the princess's face because he was worried that her face would be dark.

So the princess was beautiful enough, even though she could only see the side. Like her ancestor Medea. Those of you who have seen the beauty of it now can see why Frey has fallen in love with a human woman.

Princess Osma approaches with black hair.

The princess's face concealed in the veil was clear. Dislike, despair, tears. Osron anticipated that feeling, but did not worry that the princess would actively show rejection here.

Osron taught manners and obedience while raising that child in the monastery. A child raised in strict discipline. I would not have let my father be disgraced by crying in front of everyone without a body head.

In front of Oscar, Osma stood there quietly.

Osron kneels before the princess. And I said,

“Princess Osma, I will give you this ring as proof of my engagement. ”

Osron then reaches out for his engagement ring. Osmar, however, was still standing quietly, and he pushed it small.

“Come on. You didn't mean to embarrass this father, did you, young Osma? ”

Osma shakes his hand slightly. It was the moment when I raised my arm.

The president's gate is open. Those who hear the door open turn their heads.

Roland shouts from between the gates.

“Every marriage has an opportunity to appeal, why not give it a chance? I can no longer wait to give it to you, so I have come to complain under the sacred tradition! ”

“Complaints?”

With everyone's attention focused, Roland roars.

“My dear emperor and great warrior Odin, I, Roland, challenge the palace as the Duke of Mediah -! ”

Osmar hurriedly turns his gaze toward Lollan. I couldn't see her face well concealed in her veil, but I could tell just by the tail of her mouth.

Joy.

The princess shouts for more joy.

“This ritual is null and void as you have lodged complaints at the sacred event! ”

Osron blushes.

“Lord Roland, you agreed not to do this. ”

“My when? ”

“Let's talk later · · · · · ·"

Ignoring Osron's attempt to speak, Roland walks out loud. He took Osron's ship and stepped on it to reveal its contents.

The engagement ring. Roland tries to step on it, but Osron stops him.

“Enough! It all happens at the behest of Frey! How dare you try to sabotage it! ”

“Of course, how can I stop Frey's doctor? But I, too, question God's authority! ”

He shouts and pulls out his sword. Then I put the blade down, and I put it down. Towards the ring on the floor.

Osron screams, thinking he's about to break the ring.

“No! ”

However, the ground cracks, but the metal doesn't ring.

The ring was not cut off. The blade enters between the rings and is planted on the floor. It's not that big a ring. How?

It looks like the ring is stretched. Wide enough to wrap a blade around your head. Osron recognized that it was because of the fever of the sword. It was a gold ring, so it was weak to heat.

Lollang shouts, pointing at the sword with the ring.

“This sword is the sword Odin gave me! I cannot draw this sword without the blessing of God! Pull it out if you want, Osron! Surely if Lord Frey is with you, you will be able to draw this sword and retrieve the ring! But if you do not, then God is not with you! ”

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