Frenzy Troll

Alonso lies on his bed and looks at the bookshelf. I could see the many knights that were embedded there.

‘Those magazines are making me delusional because I'm old. ’

Alonso put up with everything he wanted to tear apart.

Alonso's strength should have been enough, but I didn't think I could do it now. I doubted that even the super-strength I'm holding is part of my delusion.

I mean, it was crazy. Alonso, the countryman, fought alongside the warriors of Valhalla? Why is a chaotic knight spreading novels in front of our eyes?

Alonso was clearly a knight. However, in Mediah, a knight has never been invaded for more than a hundred years.

I've practiced spearing as a knight, but I've never used it against a Boar. idyllic shareholders' lives that have never been subject to changing legal disputes. My wife died first, and my sons were already inherited and set free.

It was lonely and idle. The land was already taken over, but it wasn't a hard life because I had enough pensions to send. I spent money on living expenses, so I spent it all on hobbies.

Novels, knights, bought novels and filled the library. Legendary, mythical monsters, unrealistic stories of princesses, and stories of knights obsessed with strange adventures unlike real knights.

Whenever Alonso ate, he enjoyed his delusion of acting like a knight in his novel before going to sleep.

It has been for too long. No one to stop him.

As I was wet with delusions, my memory gradually changed. Alonso believes he has done well in a few matches and that his hobby is hunting. That kind of guy is a pretty good driver. I believed that if I fought, I would fight well, even if I had never experienced it.

And at the moment when all this seemed wrong, the countryside ruler Alonso was on the front lines with the giants and a legendary knight and a legendary wizard stood before him.

The memories that had been fought were so clear. So it was even more problematic. I was hesitant whether it was real or not, but I was not confident about it in the future.

What do you mean, fighting a Giant? Even if I told you to fight a local farmer, how can you fight a farmer twice or three times as big in a frightening yard?

So now that Roland and his horde have left the expedition, Alonso falls.

The excuses were simple. I understand why my back hurts so much.

I looked at the bookshelf again. I was once again furious with cheap, neatly organized books.

I'd have to tear it apart. Alonso pulled out the most prominent book he could think of. And then I stopped when I tried to tear it apart.

The book that was drawn was the Amadis of Frenzy. On the cover was a golden painting of Roland.

Tearing this up was impossible. Nor could Alonso, who had lost his mind, nor could he now. On either side, Alonso saw that the article on the cover was a respectable figure.

Alonso tucks the Frenzied Amadis back in politely and lies prone in bed. And I thought,

Funnily enough, Ser Alonso was no better than a mad Alonso alarm. I don't have the courage or the strength to fight.

What should an old man who is useless but superhuman do?

* * * * * * *

Whenever she fought with giants, she intervened by more than half, killing more giants alone than many of the soldiers had killed.

It's not that the soldiers weren't helpful. With the quantity of allies behind him, Roland was able to run without fear of isolation or being surrounded.

With his teammates and commanders at the forefront, Roland is always on his feet. And he drenched the blood of giants in his old sword.

It was the same now.

“Glory be to Odin's Spear! All hands, charge! ”

Roland lunges out in a battle cry. The followers have done more than 10,000, but no one has been able to catch up to Roland or run with him. That was way too fast.

It was the same for the allies looking back, but it was the same for the Giants who were running into each other.

It just seemed like something was getting bigger. Before the Giant who was preparing for the Red Charge lifts his axe, the dreadful one approaches.

Roland slows down and stabs the giant in the belly.

Oops, I feel a visceral sensation in the sound of the scream.

Giant body armor couldn't stop the blade. The body remains pierced with flesh.

That blade was the backbone of a sword. A legendary sword that shatters rocks when struck.

“Dwarf-you-you-you-you-you-!”

The Giant next to you roars, but he doesn't make Lollan's body steady. Durgan's blessings protect his body as well as his ears.

Roland plunges into the noisy giant. A giant raised a pillar of iron to protect my head. And whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Roland swings his sword in mid-air to lower his spear. And the headaches underneath.

A giant falls backwards, scattering fake bribes. Before the brain's exposed head hits the ground, Roland steps over the face. Towards those giants over there.

“To Odin! ”

Then I swung and swung from the center of the giants. Just as long as your body moves.

Now Roland doesn't have to fight as hard as he can to get the biggest hits out of them. Rather, it was the opposite.

Roland's power is now equal to those of the giants, and the power with blessing has overwhelmed the giants. With Roland swinging his tail, the giants are cut off or their weapons falter and pushed back. And then, against the devastated giant, Roland relentlessly launches an attack.

After killing the giants in front of them, the allies finally rush in.

The Knights in the lead run together and collide with the giants.

“To Roland! ”

He died in that crash quite a bit. As the knights run out, the soldiers behind them extend their spears forward to support them.

Even if this many troops could shoot arrows like rain, they didn't. They all knew that archers were meaningless. Ordinary arrows are ridiculously thick armor worn by Giants, and they cannot pierce even their skin.

In fact, it was no different for the sellers. Even a heavily armed Human knight with armor can't be stabbed to death. As for the Giant who was wearing armor, no matter how hard the adult man raised his spear and hit the thorns in the gap, he was only able to do it.

However, there were many thorns for the giants to crush them all. Too much, too much.

Thousands of soldiers slammed their spears in front of them, and the dense forest of the spears rose. Many humans who couldn't stand the strength of a Giant's finger by themselves were able to resist the Giant's charge.

And monsters come between the woods. Superhumans who received gifts from the gods and were able to stand alone against the Giants.

While carrying a giant among dozens of soldiers, a superhuman knight ran up and put a knife to the giant's throat.

A Valkyrie flies over it, and a Black Knight rides in a fiery blue beast on the outskirts of it. shouting an unknown shout.

“Long live the Round Table! ”

The face of the Black Knight Summon is almost completely hidden from the shade. However, if we look carefully, we can infer that there is a smile on his mouth.

The Black Knight is looking at the summoner who summoned him. Jason, with a knife in his right hand and a cane in his left, struggles in front of him.

I couldn't fight head-on, not even a giant minion. Sometimes it was just pushing him aside, but Jason was struggling.

The courageous appearance was satisfactory for the Black Knight.

The joyful smile was when the screams rang from over there.

Multiple screams, not just one or two. It was what people gave away.

“Million · · · · · · ·"

The soldier groans once and is immediately crushed. Four brave Giants stormed through the forest of the spear and trampled the soldiers beyond.

As the giants wield a huge weapon among the soldiers, the bodies of the soldiers caught in the weapon fly away. When my head touched the tip of the weapon, it was pulled from my neck or broken like watermelon.

In less than ten seconds, only four giants shattered dozens of soldiers. And after a minute, the Black Knight ran away worrying that hundreds would die.

Humans and giants were also massive troops. Many giants have died and far more humans have been crushed.

Hundreds of times, a gigantic giant's body collapses on the corpses of dead soldiers. The battle is over with a pile of flesh. With the victory of the humans.

Roland shouts, lifting the throat of the beheaded giant.

“The gods of heaven are watching this victory! ”

Everyone cheered while they were tired. Roland! Roland! Hail Baldur! Glory to Thor, thanks to Lord Tinal · · · · · · ·.

Buried in a great many cheers, Roland looks beyond the corpses. I saw the terrain the giants were trying to protect.

Stairs, stairs to the next floor. This is a hundred and forty-nine floors, so the next floor is...

‘Odin's Floor · · · · · · · ·..'

The time to get here was faster than I expected. I wondered if I could win the war like this.

But he knew he would never do it.

Lolland and his army made it this far, burning down many of the giant outposts and knocking down their towers. But I remember very few of them were made of stone. Steel and stone are hard to build walls in this rare water world.

In the meantime, the Giants had little advantage as defenders while the human army was advancing.

Giants will know about it. Therefore, a true force would have kept the Goi in a solid fortress.

‘Perhaps in the fortress of Utgard. ’

It is almost impossible to breach the fortress guarded by Giants, as it was before.

Roland is anxious, but prays up. Kneel down and put the greatest god of war in your mouth.

‘O Archangel Odin, I give thanks sincerely for your help in winning this war, which you have won · · · · · · ·. ’

And his eyes closed.

* * * * * * *

Odin's voice is filled with joy as he hears it again. The sound of the words coming out of my throat was more lively than ever.

“Now! Now that you and I are vertically no different! This sheer heart is racing! How do I hide this excitement? Roland, what the hell? ”

Odin's joy became even greater than Lollan's word. Lollang nods, bowing his head.

“All thanks to you, god of war. ”

“I did what? ”

“Your very existence is the most powerful force. ”

“Like a princess trapped in a castle tower who's just stupid enough to cheer up a knight? Poor thing. Your princess role is an old man with a stiff tongue. But even if you can't save her, you can have her! Princess of the Gods!”

Odin was saying he would give up his daughter. Roland says, his face is burning.

“How dare I make such a horrible request without knowing the fountain? Please don't test me · · · · · ·"

“You don't know the fountain, that's crazy! I have a lot of girls, but what's the point of giving me one? You will not be able to match any god but this greatest knight! Can the boys compare to you, not the girls? I will never do that! Which one of my sons put his allegiance at your feet? I can't help but ask for more satisfaction in these tears, and I can't even see that ugly old man. How fun this is · · · · · · ·"

“Alonso is..."

“There you go! I'm satisfied with the invisibility around you, so I won't be distracted anymore.“ ”

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