From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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In his previous life, he inflicted a fatal blow on the Earl Van Ludwig.

What they chose was neither an astonishing mercenary nor an overwhelming charge of power.

‘Curse.’

I know what he did.

This matter came to the mouths of many luxurious people in the future.

They broke Van Ludwig's army with two curses.

“Whew.”

I watched the seven infantry depart exhaling.

Joint training, and rain.

That was the signal from Palmer's attack.

Tsk.

The pumpkin looks up at me.

"Oh, let's go for a walk with my brother."

This time, I won't let Palm Moon hit here.

The 7th Infantry made an astonishing feat, but on the contrary, the 7th Infantry was not a gluttonous prey to the enemy.

‘You don't have to hit it. ’

I took a shovel and headed for Zayturas Forest.

“Where are you going? ”

The Guardian asks.

“I'm going for a walk.”

I answered briefly and pretended to walk out.

As you walk, you chew a piece of white herb and spit it out, and then you chew another piece of red herb.

I stared at the day when the pumpkin held out his head and let out his mouth.

“You hungry?"

I bury my head deeply without answering.

I don't think I'm hungry.

The inside of my lips were warm. Hülken, you'll do just fine.

But I got a big one. If you are not satisfied with what you have gained from leaving the bandits of Dalian, your greed is too great.

After taking a quick walk, I quickly approached the entrance of Zeituras Forest.

“Tsk.”

I spit out the herbs in my mouth and took a breath of fresh air.

I feel a little tired.

“Thump!”

The pumpkin barks from its chest as it enters the forest.

“Shut up, punk. ”

I pulled the pumpkin out and put it on the floor.

When you can't see, you have to run.

In the barracks, how frustrating in my arms.

As I was walking, this is where I caught the Red Horned Deer.

We can start work from here.

Dirty Maid got enough, and the honey spider is doing just fine.

On second thought, I opened my pocket.

‘It's about time. ’

I starved a honey spider for two days.

Honey Spiders go into hibernation if they don't eat it.

If you don't have food, you go straight to sleep.

The state I was just about to fall asleep, that's the shape I want.

I tapped and touched the honey spider with my fingers.

The immovable spider wiggles its legs.

Not you.

On top of it, I chopped up the White Herb and put it in pieces.

Not a lot, but a leaf.

The sleeping honey spider does not spit silk.

If you give the right amount of food, the user will continue to eat and stockpile spider silk.

I had something to do with it.

So I fed her, and I took out the prepared shovel.

“You go play over there. ”

I put down the pumpkin and turned around.

And I shoveled my shovel everywhere and dug deep.

The changed silk of the honey spider and the dirty maid had one more thing they needed here.

Puck! Puck! Puck!

You stack the dirt sideways and examine the pit you dug.

‘Not here. ’

You dig the ground chewing on the red herb leaves.

The battle with Whelken has taken more energy from your body than you thought.

After returning to the age of 15, I have never felt this fatigue.

“Thump! Thump! ”

A pumpkin jumps actively from one side.

He's had a big day.

You're not getting any bigger than me later, are you?

Maybe.

If you think about it, the White Wolf is also big and the Golden Wolf is not small.

They dig in the ground, they hit the trees, they jump.

"Oops, good job."

Kick at the tree and turn around in the air.

And it's more like a four-foot drop.

Go away, cat.

“Thump!”

When my eyes meet mine, I bark loudly.

"Come on, play. You have to work."

I picked up the shovel again.

Place the shovel where it is reasonably suspicious and stab it.

What I'm looking for is a herb called Bloodsroots.

A herb, also known as the Blood Root, was a type of Red Herb.

Medium herbalists and herbalists distinguish herbs into four coloured herbs.

Red, white, blue, yellow.

Efficacy is determined for each one, but the effect varies depending on the shape and appearance.

Bloodsroots were one of a kind.

If it's a problem.

This bloodshed has no place of origin.

It's not rare, but it's a difficult herb to find easily.

‘Half a day. ’

"Well, boom."

I teased the shovel hard for the pumpkin.

Someone in the army said he shoveled a thousand times and backed up once.

That way I won't have my back left.

I dug a place of suspicion thinking I was training for strength.

Chew, spit out the Red Herb, and shove again to forget the mid-life fatigue.

"Tsk, tsk! Bam!"

"Tsk, tsk! Bam!"

It's a simple task. I'm so focused on shoveling, I can see what the pumpkin is chewing next to me.

"Hey, don't eat anything."

I thought I ate a bug.

At first glance, my mouth is red.

Are you trying to show me what a natural hound looks like?

It wasn't blood when I took a quick look.

And you can see the pumpkins in front of you.

It was the Red Hub.

“· · A wolf that eats grass. ”

I didn't worry.

He'll be several times stronger than me.

It's time to pick up the shovel again to find it before sundown.

“Thump!”

The pumpkin barks and sniffs.

“What's the matter? ”

And then they shy their claws and pull them out.

Ouch.

I'm surprised every time I see it. If I stab someone with it, I'll just shred a few of them.

Kang! Bam!

Bark and spit out the red herb on your mouth and sell the ground.

“Are you following your brother? ”

That'll make things a lot easier.

Quickly make a small pit. At a glance, I couldn't find anything.

I thought with a shovel.

Bloodsroots are not naturally this ignorant.

In my previous life, I did not suffer like this.

I originally trained and used animals with developed olfactory senses from childhood.

It's a much more convenient way to smell the scent that humans can't.

Just in case.

“Pumpkin.”

Kick!

Let's call for a cold run.

"Oh, that's cute."

I wiped the red herb juice off my mouth and said,

“It's like this. Does anything else smell? ”

You shake the Red Herb in front of your nose.

At the same time, I started digging with my hands and said again.

It's underground, it's similar, but it smells different.

What I'm doing.

Pumpkins are clever, so you'll understand a few words later through training.

All dogs are trained that way.

But what do you want from a wolf less than ten days old?

Chris, let's just get a grip and shovel.

I turned my back on the pumpkin and tried to shovel it again.

“Thump!”

However, the pumpkin barks loudly and wags its tail.

I must be mistaken if I feel like I'm being told to follow you.

When I pick up the shovel again, I come closer and pull on my hem.

No way.

I calmly walked towards the pumpkin.

“Thump! Thump! ”

The pumpkin rushes in howling to see how excited it is.

I also ran after the burinake.

A running pumpkin suddenly pulls out its claws and plucks the ground! I sell it.

“Huh?"

It was not a place where the red herbs came from, but where the tree roots were tangled.

Karaoke!

You hear the scratching of the pumpkin's claws on its roots.

Those claws aren't as destructive as they look.

“Step aside.”

You didn't. And you always caught people.

I dug the ground with a shovel.

Later, the roots were so tangled that I had to dig with my hands.

And I could find within it a single, long red finger thick herb.

“Bloody hell.”

“Thump!”

The pumpkin pushes its head in from the side.

“Praise?”

Cancer, you gotta do it. This guy's a douche bag. Belly button.

“What a pretty thing! ”

I hugged the pumpkin and rubbed my face.

The soil and red herb juice were a mess, but it was unusual.

Pumpkin, I'm a wolf.

I know how to do everything.

“Let's go.”

Now that I've found what I'm looking for, I don't need to drag my weary body into the dirt here.

As soon as I walk back to the barracks, the troops are all back in the barracks.

“· · Where do you dig up dirt? ”

As soon as I entered the tent, Lind welcomed me.

“Is that how you say hello? ”

"No, because someone needs to stay in the unit."

“What about joint training?”

“Ah.”

Lind smiles bitterly.

"Well, I've been decently ignored."

What we did must have been unfortunate.

Of course I do.

I'll hit the rear supply with this kind of power.

Compared to the 6th Infantry, the ability to execute strategies will also significantly diminish the ability of personal tactics.

Even so, what you did will not go away.

Soldiers who do not work well in a non-public manner do not use their strength in time.

I was hoping Earl Van Ludwig would at least punish me properly.

“Here we go. ”

You head for the barracks on Canneruck.

If the supplies are not carried out properly, this unit will not be operated properly after Armstrong's maneuver.

When supplies are made properly, we see this troop as a force.

You need power to be a meat shield, so you won't die.

I don't want to be thrown in front of the cavalry after all the training and suffering I've endured.

I didn't have to go to the barracks.

“I've been looking for you. ”

I met him in the middle.

“I've been looking for you, too. Are they giving you supplies?”

Nod.

Canneruck nods.

Then she glanced at me and asked.

“Do you think I can be a knight again? ”

Why are you asking me that? Did he get hit in the head by a joint drill?

“I don't know.”

I don't know. How should I know?

“I just wanted to ask. ”

Somehow he is shy.

I don't want to see the red face of an older man who is about to become a middle-aged man.

“I'll be going, then. ”

Providing supplies means getting recognized by combat troops.

From now on, all I have to do is train for real and stand on the battlefield.

I looked back.

I can see the Canneruck bear's face next to his thoughts.

He was turning around and returning to his barracks.

You have to survive the battle until winter comes to be a knight or a commander of the Thousands.

I could see why I was worrying without asking.

‘You must have met Whelken. ’

Not as a 6th Infantry messenger, but as Hülken Ludwig.

I don't know what he offered, but Canneruck's eyes flashed as he asked me a question.

I thought I had already made my choice.

We won't have a choice anyway.

And that would be good for Canneruck, too.

He has changed. At least the Canneruck I first saw here is no more.

‘Thank goodness.'

Then it's only a matter of stopping the real mastermind.

But let's take the rest of the day off.

You return to the barracks and lay down with your head buried deep.

“Aren't you going to wash up? ”

Lind asked.

“I can't today. ”

I'm really tired. My legs are heavy and I think I put a lump of iron on my shoulder.

Chewing the Red Herb dozens of times cannot erase all fatigue.

Proper relaxation and proper eating are precious herbs.

“Here we go.”

Grrr!

An axe that sharpens the blade as soon as it returns.

I closed my eyes to sleep.

I quickly became distracted.

I thought I could sleep really well today.

Well, I've always had a good sleep.

*

Shoot me!

A cloud pours out rain.

A man stomps on the ground, covered in a black cloak.

It rained heavily, like a hole in the sky.

All of them were hit by the rain, but they moved on.

There were five shadows in total.

The sound of the rain hides the sound of them crawling.

The man in the lead lifts his fist and heads back.

It was a night when appearance and sound died, thanks to the dark darkness and the rain.

"Damn, it's pouring out."

“It's seasonal.”

You see two of Sercado's guards.

Discusses and shows lazy posture.

The man in the lead pointed one finger forward.

Immediately, two black shadows came forward.

“Chug!”

“Chug!”

Two screams spread through the night.

Suddenly, two shadows strangle two soldiers on the ground.

The dark night raids were their specialty.

I didn't kill him.

The goal of this operation was not to kill the enemy.

Puck! Puck!

They take out their prepared spit and stab the soldier.

Chris fell asleep tired.

Two men under the Second Cavalry were killed, and three on the 7th and five on the 5th Infantry.

The Black Shadow returns after finishing the task.

There were no casualties. Each commander had to hear a similar report in the rain the next day when his eyes opened.

“Something strangled me suddenly. ”

"I fainted, but when I woke up, there was no one there."

No one in Sercago knows what he's done.

*

Shoot him!

Rain came in place of the morning wake-up horn.

“Two of our troops were killed too? ”

It rained faster than I expected.

"And when I opened my eyes, two soldiers were killed."

He fainted. Nothing happened.

‘That was fast.’

A few things have changed since I got back.

One of them could have made a difference here.

I didn't think the whole future would be fixed.

In my past life, I had no memory of seven infantry being directly affected by this disease.

But not now.

It was nothing to be embarrassed about.

“Where are the two soldiers? ”

I asked Lynd.

“I don't know. I don't even know who did it. ”

I've been preparing the herbs I collected so far.

There are three kinds of white spider silk, dirty maid, and blood roots from a honey spider.

And I went straight out.