Frenzy Troll

The expedition to Bifrost has done its part. Those who had just entered the world were embarrassed, frightened, and even run away from the horrors of monsters they had never seen, but were fascinated by the fact that they could face God and prepare for their afterlife in exchange for the hard battles.

It was also a direct gift, or a benefit for scholars to be fascinated by the fact that they can become superhumans again and again.

Roland led the new pilgrims to the front, but there was no need to try to regain authority against the new. You didn't even have to play the hero to prove you were a legendary knight from Valhalla.

Among the pilgrims, there were many powerful characters. The nobles and pilgrims' leaders all respected Roland's authority. Even the priests who have to stick their tongues out because they say the warriors of Valhalla have come down.

It was a completely different reaction from the old days.

As soon as I heard, the gods placed their trust again. And it was clearly mentioned in the context of the Faith that the existence of the warrior Roland of Valhalla, who came to earth.

As a Lollant, I would have done that a long time ago, but before I could complain.

The heroes summoned in the Temple were not actual warriors of Valhalla. You told King Arthur that Osron himself. But why would the gods know such a thing?

For gods to speculate, they wanted to create a sympathy point for the expedition. If the gods acknowledge their heroes, they will be able to bind the Humans together with that power.

I just couldn't be happier. The gods lied to you? Moreover, I doubt Valdur is hiding any other intentions.

But what would you do if you did?

Roland acted as the gods intended. As a legendary hero, I led everyone to defeat the Trolls and finally lead them to Giant territory.

To do that, I didn't have to take command of everyone with a rank like a general commander. All generals want to preserve their command anyway.

Roland just needs to convey the purpose to the generals. Then everyone runs with their troops to the monsters and giants. Towards that giant, terrible death.

Dozens or hundreds of humans died foolishly trying to kill a giant. Every time that many troops set foot in Giants' territory, there was a huge decline.

However, there seemed to be no problem at the moment.

After all, humans are a species infested throughout the continent, and there were many more of them than Giants living only in the narrow world and cold Jotunheim. The next day, a new pilgrim army fills the spot.

The gods were fiercely lowering the trust more than ever before, to fill that void, to call more troops.

Pilgrims have come from various kingdoms, from the Empire, from Mediah, following their sacred orders. and, of course, the archipelago of the heat wave.

There are still ships approaching from the Grand Duchy carrying a large number of soldiers. They were also pilgrims, but the people of Bifrost were troubled.

The fleet's owner was Commander Iced Spicy. The Duke of the Great Duke, who is the most powerful monarch in the world, is mentioned before the emperor.

* * * * * * *

Word has spread across Bifrost that the Icelandic Commander is coming with a fleet to retaliate. In a parable, the number is closer than ten thousand. In addition, half of them are elite mercenaries, not a group of misfit mercenaries. I was foolish to hear it, but no one took the argument lightly.

Will you be able to stand up to such an army?

Bifrost had a large force at the moment, but Bojoa's side was small. It was a fact that everyone already knew that the Icelandic Commander had been imprisoned by Bojoa and that his alliance had been taken from him without much reason. Few pilgrims were willing to support the ducs and the palace.

As that powerful and vengeful fleet approaches, Lolland expects Bojoa to come for him.

Bojo, who came to the mansion, said.

“Can you help me when he and his army arrive?" ”

Of course, Roland's answer was obvious.

“I'm afraid not. You can't be Valhalla's warrior and get involved in a vicious and political fight. ”

Roland prepared a bunch of words to add to his rejection. I was prepared to respond to any excuses or threats.

However, all of that preparation was colorless, and Bozoa simply squinted and said.

“It must be sad not to have a hero like you on one side. At any rate, Lord Roland. ”

How can you say no so cleanly? In a surprise reaction, Roland raises one eyebrow.

“Did you expect me to refuse? ”

When Lollan asks, Bojoa answers.

“Well, yeah. Anyway, neutral, right? ”

“I will. ”

“Then that's settled. I'm satisfied. You're not on my side, but you're not on Icelandic side. What more do you want from me? ”

Then Bojo smiles. He was looking forward to not being on Iced Spicy's side from the start.

After a while, Bozoa retreats.

After closing the door to the mansion, Roland is relieved. I came back to the room and gave the users this good news.

“You're in big trouble. I was worried that Bojo might force him to join the war. ”

Jason laughs.

“How dare you persecute a hero guaranteed by the gods? ”

“Bojo might. Isn't he the peaceful one who made the Duke of the Great Diplomat an enemy? ”

That's what Jason said. Jason just mutters.

“Bojo, you think he's a dick, not a head. Now is the time to be fucked, as if the rapers were flirting with their dicks first, without even thinking about it? ”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. There's a mole next to Jason that spits out that dirty word. Not long ago, I was just about to make a move, but now I'm not.

Somehow, Mozi hasn't had the energy for some time. Like I lost the energy to take Jason down.

Since then, Mozzie has barely interfered with the conversation between Roland Jason.

“So who do you think will win, Mozzie? ”

Worse than Roland, he talks on purpose, only to open his mouth.

“I don't know. ”

“Why?”

“You don't know the world. Not the Goddess of Destiny. ”

Roland is a bit restless. A wizard's rhetorical answer?

Probably not. I just gave him the right answer.

It wasn't just Mossy who changed that much to concern me. Alonso grows weary just as Mozi loses his strength.

Alonso has often been fascinated by the World Water Expedition, and has been unable to keep up with conversations in his mansion.

Anyway, it didn't matter now.

A few days before Bojoa's ships arrived, Roland instructed the servants of the manor to bring his family and relatives to the manor. As soon as the Icelandic army captures the city, we'll be ready for a raid.

The soldiers he leads are gathered in a safe place. Then I locked all the doors and windows in the mansion.

With dinner, Roland mutters.

“Bojo will fall tomorrow, right? What a pity. Bojoah was a great facilitator on the World Water Expedition. Those drivers, too.

It was Amaric who received it.

“I hope Iced Pearce doesn't kill Bojoa, but forces her to do it. ”

“That's good. ”

Roland thinks he's free. Now that you've been gracious to Icelandic, let's encourage Bojoa to join the White March in the future.

After dinner, there was nothing to do. Everyone just waited. May the city be captured and the lord changed. If it seemed like there was a lot of looting after the occupation, there was a plan to intervene, but it was after the battle · · · · · · · ·.

The sound of the window shaking as the night deepened. A sandstorm strikes the locked door and window without rest.

Roland wakes up and looks at the wind-waven window.

‘I woke up early thinking it was a loot. ’

I fell asleep again screaming into my heart.

That night, a storm swept through Bifrost. The surrounding desert was a sandstorm.

It was not a serious bulb. Everyone anticipated the commotion and locked their doors and windows in advance.

And Bifrost had a quiet morning. The sandstorm has already stopped, but the trail continues. There was a pile of sand on the street, and some of the windows were broken.

I can't believe I've been robbed before the Capitol arrived. It was ominous.

But the commotion was over.

After that, it was just quiet. Hours.

A car that everyone was wondering about knocked on the door outside.

I was wondering if the plunder had begun. I asked Roland about the door.

“What do you need? ”

And I heard the voice of the knight I was following.

“It's me, Lord Roland! ”

“Oh · · · · · · · Why did you come? It would be dangerous to wander the streets right now. ”

“It's not dangerous. It's over!”

Roland opens his eyes wide.

“What do you mean it's over? You didn't hear anything. Did you say it was bloodless? Did Bojo just look at the electric car and turn it upside down? But I've heard it a dozen times. There was a battle. ”

“No, it's not. Sir Roland! Of course, there was a shooting, but it was one-sided. Bojoa has already dealt with a half-annihilated fleet. Iced Spicy's fleet, which was on the verge of sinking, unleashed a cannonball on the harbor by chance · · · ·”

What the knight later said was simple.

Iced Spicy's fleet has been destroyed.

* * * * * * *

At night, a sandstorm swept over Bifrost, and the harbor and sea had a storm instead of a sandstorm. Don't make a fuss. Make a fuss.

It was a hurricane that swept through the sea that day.

Iced Spicy's fleet is stopping sailing and spending the night. While both the crew and the soldiers slept, they suffered a disaster without a single sign.

It was an angry night. In the dark and invisible, the raging waves overturn the enormous ship and break through the solid oars, and the gust tears through the smooth folded sails.

As a result, the fleet of Iced Spicy found its way into the harbor was almost washed away by the waves. Bojoa's artillery welcomed a fleet of beggars who just longed for land.

As such, the only thing that came into contact with the harbor was one of Iced Spicy's blacksmiths.

The people of Bifrost all headed to the harbor to see the scene. You hear the murmuring voices.

“The gods are angry. To invade a God-fearing city · · · · · ·"

“Haven't you thought of a reason to attack since Bojoa has already been defeated?" ”

“They're nothing but trivial matters for mortals. How dare you ruin a sacred cause with such a grudge?"

End of step [4]

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