Frenzy Troll

The old butler nods cautiously.

“I'm glad you remember. ”

“You can't forget where you got your donation. The Duke of the Grand Duke, Iced Spicy, isn't he one of the most powerful lords in Midgard? Why would the Icelandic Commander of the Underworld need a knight's help? ”

“I didn't think I'd be asking for help like this. But this is ridiculous! ”

“What's going on? ”

The old butler stuttered and said.

“The Duke has been captured by his traitor, Bojoa. ”

Lollan is temporarily speechless. Who locked who up?

“No, why? ”

“I don't know why. I'm trying to explain something, but it's all rhetorical. ”

The butler explained as follows:

At the time of the setback, Duke Iced Spicy blamed Bojoa's treachery despite his desperation. I heard it's an evil thing for a visitor to bring their owner to the city.

However, it was only a message. Even the few soldiers left in Iceland had long since returned.

In the end, Icelandic had no means of stopping Borzoa with the soldiers.

Maybe Icelandic knew that, but what was the point of this mess? Bikappa and I had an alliance, verbally.

But the moment Iced Spicy stepped forward to defend her loyalty, Vikappa cried out in a loud voice.

"Bojo, you traitor! That great lord, Commander Iced, made an alliance with me long ago! Don't you know what will happen if the one who stood up for me fills his army in the absence of one? ’

Bojo's response was simple.

Arrest Vikappa as well as Ice Spicy.

Roland asks, "I've heard so far."

“You're just afraid of the aftermath of locking her up. If you're not worried, you'll be free soon, right? Promised me I wouldn't object to this anymore. ”

“I thought so at first. But why hasn't he been released for quite some time? ”

“I don't know.”

“I don't know! I don't know what to do! Beaujolais has a grudge against the Duke, but he just doesn't want to be locked up and released. It's suspicious to leave me alone. Are you trying to use me as a way of contacting me to rip off my ridiculous ransom?

Of course, he didn't know what Borzoa was thinking.

After a moment of thought, Roland asks.

“So you want me to save the duc? ”

“Somehow · · · · · · ·"

Roland struggled to catch his breath. I couldn't take it, I couldn't cut it, I couldn't say no.

I have not changed my mind about staying neutral. It is too dangerous for the lord and the ruler of this land to do so.

However, I don't want to make him resentful when he is released in the future by refusing to rescue the duc. What should I do?

Roland told the butler with a nervous face.

“Tell people you've been rejected. ”

“First? Does that mean you'll help me in the end?" ”

“Maybe. But I can't decide right now. I want to find out more about what happened and how it happened and take action. ”

“Please, Lord Roland. ”

The old butler was concerned whether he had been rejected or asked to wait.

I wanted to persuade her more, but she urged me to leave.

“Please leave for now. You can't stay here long. I have other people's eyes, so I don't want it to look like I'm getting beat up. ”

I had no choice. The old butler turned around and said,

“I'll leave now, as you said. believing that a great knight would make the right choice. ”

After the old butler left, Roland entered his colleagues' rooms with a stiff face.

And Jason was the first to ask for his colleagues' opinions.

“That's a good idea. We're going to make Ice Spicy an ally, so let's get that son of a bitch and get you back on the change-bag, huh? ”

Jason was probably half full of jokes. The car that Lollant was about to do the same thing suddenly erupts next to her.

Mozzie shouts.

“Shut up, asshole! That's all there is to it in your head! To kill my uncle and take the throne! Then you escaped and took the wife who helped you so desperately to take the throne! You don't deserve to be called a hero! Are you trying to bring Lollant down to your level? ”

Perhaps he's condemning them for the work of Iasson. "It's embarrassing," Jason said.

“It's not really my doing · · · · · · · · Acting as a change bag is more than just pretending to be an article · · · · · · · glass · · · · · · · for future behavior”

“Shut the fuck up, asshole! It is also the yard where King Arthur, the unknown warrior of Valhalla, took the regime. And now we're gonna do the same thing to Roland? You've built up your reputation as a warrior of Valhalla, and you're trying to turn him against you? I'm gonna burn my hero's honor to the ground! ”

“What the hell is honor?"

“It matters!”

At that moment, Jason's eyes met Mossy's body was hard. Although Mozi didn't stir things up, the wizard's eyes still have power.

Jason struggles to avoid scaring the teas.

“So we sit here and defend our honor? ”

“No. If you want to be honorable, just act like it. Roland, what do you want to do? ”

Roland thought a little and said,

“If you want honor, you'd better save the unjustly captivated duc. However, it should not interfere with future activities. Even if we do rescue the duc, we have to do it secretly. No matter how gifted we are to be transparent and infiltrate, even if we are.... · · · ·"

“Stop it, Roland. ”

After he stops speaking, Mozzie speaks.

“I think too much. You can worry about that later. Anyway, if you want to sneak out and rescue him, fine. So, shall we? ”

Then Mozzie gets up from his seat. Lollang opens his eyes wide and reveals his embarrassment.

“Now?”

“Yes. Is there any other deadline? ”

“Not that · · · · · · · ·"

Eventually, Rolando stood up with Mozi. Then I glanced at Jason instead of looking at the door, and he was also depressed.

At the door of the mansion, fur spreads its lips. Magic spells. As a result, the two become transparent.

Two blurry ingots head for the castle across the town of Bifrost.

Along the way, Lollan narrows it down to the invisible moss.

“Mozzie, don't be so hard on Jason. ”

However, Mozzie snores and replies.

“Look at Iasson and hand him over? I can't do that. ”

“You know that's not really Iasson. Like I'm not the real Roland. ”

“Of course it is. But I see Roland in you. It's because the heroism that Roland possessed was different. He also looks at Jason. I don't know what it was, but I despise that stupid thing. Sometimes I wonder if they're both real, Roland. ”

“What if you really feel it? You think you're the only one who feels fake? ”

“Occasionally. ”

“What a confusion this must be. Then what are you acting for? ”

“For you and your mission, Roland. ”

“False Roland's mission? ”

“That dignity alone is truly Roland's. So it's worth it. ”

“So what if I forgot to play the hero and became modern? You're just going to give up the moment you decide you don't deserve to act for me? ”

“I pledge my allegiance to Gunnar that I will not. If I say I'll help you once, how can I help you? ”

“Thank you. But the moment you're disappointed to see that you're not a hero, your enthusiasm will go away. After that, you'll be forced to help. So committing yourself to me is not a good thing to say if you like it right now. ”

“Who else would you act for? ”

“The king.”

Moshe pauses, not walking.

“What?"

“Can't you just devote yourself to the woman who was the master of that body for a moment? Lord Maugris, a knight who works for a woman who is no more. It's beautiful.”

As soon as the name was mentioned, Mozi stammered, as if the king had.

“King Eun Ji, why wasn't I a noble figure for her? It's not worth it · · · · · ·”

“Feminine? That's not a knightly remark, Mozzie. Isn't it the duty of the knight to protect the women of the trivial identity · · · · · · · ·. And now you're saying you're not mad at Jason any more than you were at Jason. Sounds like you're being compassionate. ”

“Mercy?”

“Yes, despicable but unable to reap the last love. Do you still consider the king to be yourself? ”

Mossi is still blurry.

“I don't know · · · · · · · · · I can't always tell when I think of her. Half for yourself, half for someone else. ”

“That's better, then. If you're dedicated to her, you're dedicated to both yourself and others. That's even better. Wouldn't you rather take a solemn vow than act for your fellow Roland who may or may not be a fake? ”

Mozzie doesn't have an answer. Roland turns his head to look at that face and sees an empty air.

They drove through the city without a word and arrived at the castle.

There was a different exterior surrounding the castle, but there was no need to teleport to get over it. The walls have already been breached and the road has been breached. On the day of the settlement, there will be a trail of Bojoa with her artillery.

They tread on the ruins of the wall.

Since then, I walked around the castle slowly and looked through several windows.

Suddenly stopped in front of a window. The room beyond that window was empty and the door was wide open.

Mozzie said.

“Let's get in here. ”

The window was cramped to get in, but it didn't matter.

Mozi's lips quietly spread and teleported.

It was easy to break into the castle like this. It was the same after that. Invaders. How can we stop them? No one, the two small whisperers, could have thought it was being taken care of by someone transparent.

They just walked slowly through the castle.

“Iced Spicy, are you in jail? ”

Mozzie answers Roland's question.

“I don't know. It's a rare body to keep in a rough place, so I might have retired in a good room, but I felt bad about it, so I put it underground · · · · · · · ·. ”

Eventually, I had to search both places. First things first, the dungeons.

Through soldiers like the blind, the two heroes went underground.

There were a lot of people who were caught because of the static. Most people don't know.

Instead of going past the prisoners, they suddenly stopped in front of the Oval Office.

The familiar face, I was imprisoned by Lord Vikappa. Vikappa mutters to the elongated window.

“Morgana · · · · · · Morgana, Morgana · · · · ·"

An unexpected name came out of his mouth. Both Roland and Moji twitched their eyebrows, but we couldn't ask why they were associated with the name immediately.

The two continued their search underground. When they are not found, they climb up the stairs without delay and search the other rooms.

And finally, I found it.

* * * * * * *

The old butler grabs the hammer necklace and mumbles. Lord Thor, please have mercy on our young master.

The window opens, and the old steward awoke in shock.

Immediately, as the air became painted, the appearance of the three people began to take place.

What a strange thing to do. The old butler shut up instead of screaming. The man in the air grabbed his mouth.

The old steward bends and recognizes that the man who closed his mouth is a Lollant.

And the man standing behind him is Moji, and the middle-aged man standing beside him is · · · · · · · · ·.

“Do you recognize it? I won't yell at you. If you promise, I'll let you go." ”

The old butler nods at Roland's words.

The old butler shouts out in fear of losing his strength in his hands.

“Duke!"

End of Prison [3] >

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