From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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You sit on your buttocks in front of the tent with a spear in your lap.

Shoot him.

The rainfall was decreasing at the right time.

“Chris.”

Canneruck, Fedel and seven other infantry troops.

They are the ones who came and stood before me in their right hands.

Krrrrrrrrrrr.

Thunder struck from afar.

And it rained again.

They are men with black faces who are shaded in the dark sky and rain that does not rise.

Looks like a death squad's here on a picnic.

Canneruck opens his mouth in front of him.

“If it's really a curse, we need to burn it right now. ”

A curse can only be placed on the side of someone who is cursed.

In fact, if you think about it, you should have questions from here.

No, what curse is contagious?

But people didn't question this.

That's why this myth has been rooted in myth for so long.

There are not many ways to deny the hard facts that lie in people's heads for a long time.

Of course I didn't say no.

“It's a wet and energetic morning with rain. ”

The look on Canneruck's face that greeted me was distorted.

“Get out of my way if you're not crazy. ”

Yeah, that's how it's gonna be.

Most likely, more than nine of Earl Van Ludwig's men will be like this.

The White Devil's curse has as many countermeasures as his fame.

‘This one is too great to gain. ’

This curse has been fashioned as a material of tragedy for some time.

A slow dying curse, isn't it a perfect fit for one last tragedy to decorate the end of loving love?

In the meantime, I remember a piece.

It was a tragedy, but it wasn't about love.

It was a play titled "Family Beyond the Borders."

I was quite immersed in the role of protagonist there.

It's a distant memory.

There was only one topic that penetrated the play.

To save or to kill.

Even if you are cursed, you often live by one in a hundred.

And after the outbreak, no one knows until they're dead.

Families, lovers, friends, mercenaries, many others you love, what choice will you make if the curse comes upon them?

Theatre that starts the town stage only talks about it from start to finish.

People who want to live and people who want to kill.

On that border, the main character in the play, the village chief, who had the decisive authority, had to choose between two.

It's a quantum choice.

In the path of choice, both collide and fight.

They bleed, they fornicate, they hide the truth.

Conflicts arise and harmony is broken.

Eventually, a group that is not sick will have to kill all those who are sick.

It is the worst story that burns people alive, and the rest of them go crazy.

The end of the play begins with a morning scene that proves that you are as close as your family, and ends with a ruin of the night that burns and leaves no trace.

What the person who spread this curse, or disease, wants is to have that terrible experience.

Burning a colleague alive is a form of constant wear and tear of the human mind.

“Step aside.”

Canneruck reached out his hand before me.

My eyes changed differently every day, and now my body has changed a little.

I thought it would be hard to believe if I heard that people had changed like this in just a few days.

“No. ”

I shaken my head resolutely.

Burning your companion alive, that alone was a deadly weapon.

Morale will be low, and few soldiers will remain sane.

There is also the power of these two words, "Curse."

This battle is a God-damned war, and the god is on the other side.

That's why superstition scares me.

‘One of my real hair is going crazy. ’

There are more than one or two effects of weaving the curse together.

“I won't say it three times. Step aside, Chris. ”

Canneruck opens his mouth with a stiff face.

He really wanted me to listen to him.

I shook my head.

"Actually, it's not a curse."

I spoke and took a small breath as I looked around.

You use the spear as a cane to raise yourself up.

As a person who handles herbs.As a person who fights illnesses, I don't want to call this a curse.

“This is a disease. In fact, there is no God in those mountains. ”

“Madness!”

A soldier says.

I'm not crazy. Evidently, I'm not going to get that disease.

In the same case as in my past life, I didn't get caught.

That's why I'm relaxing.

I'm the one who doesn't get caught.

"This curse, this curse will kill everyone here!"

One of the Ten Commanders. His face was familiar, but not particularly visible.

He cries out, his lips fluttering.

“I won't kill you. The people in here aren't going to die. ”

I said, the soldiers started shouting.

“Captain Chris doesn't know what he's doing! Commander!”

"What the fuck do you need a horse for? I've seen people cursed. We have to burn it now!"

“I don't need a horse. Captain Chris is cursed, too! Dammit! If we're not all crazy, we need to burn the cursed and pray for forgiveness in the snowy mountains! ”

“Commander!”

As the soldiers raise their voices, Fedel approaches Canneruck.

There are countermeasures.

Choosing it is an easy path.

It was ironic that it was the easiest to burn someone who was still alive.

Ralph closest to me.

"Hey, can you really take responsibility?"

Lynd and Axe are this way, too. The rest of you move to the other side.

“Responsible for what? ”

“It's a curse. It's going to spread. ”

“Did you not hear me? ”

He called it a disease, not a curse.

“· · · You're normal, right? ”

Ralph's reaction is normal. So I understand the reaction of Canneruck and his men on the other side of me.

If you were to be persuaded by words, this curse would have been conquered by another healer immediately.

Because it can't, it's been imprinted on people for a long time.

Canneruck shivers in the snow.

Soon, he takes a step forward and raises his hand to the sword.

Fedel looks back and a few soldiers approach.

The chatter disappears. From now on, it's a skill exercise.

Lots of them. Me, Ralph, the axe and Lindman are the only ones who can stop them.

I'm a knight-class cannonball right in front of me.

‘You can't convince them all. ’

But even if it's not a perfect persuasion, you can see the equivalent effect.

‘If only one. ’

Your relationship with him will buy you some time based on what I've done so far.

“Captain Canneruck. Did you ask if you could be a knight? ”

I told him to make it sound small.

His approaching steps stop.

You see a flame burning deep within his eyes.

“It cannot be. Unless you're reborn. ”

I said decisively.

His hand flickers. Canneruck says with his hand on the hilt of his sword.

“Why?”

“Would you appoint the man who coveted your wife as a knight again? ”

What kind of lunatic would do that?

A knight can only be appointed if he is rewarded by the Kingdom.

Helping wheelchair be a knight again?

It's like being born in a rural village and saying, "I'm going to be a general who commands an army!" 'It is no different from the mind of a boy who shouts.

Well, there could be a boy who becomes a real general.

But most of them will be the ones who survive losing their arms or legs, or the fertilizer that turns the land greasy by dying in the blind arrows or spears.

“There's a way, but it's a road of thorns. ”

I opened my mouth and looked Canneruck in the eye.

He stared me in the eye without a word.

In fact, I would have known. Why have you become so obstructed in the meantime if it was only a small effort to resolve it?

His dream will come true only when the two of you meet the way to do it, and the person who will admit it.

A public that no one else has to admit.

Don't just hit the supply depot.

You really need a victory to change the game of battle.

Canneruck's pupils flutter like crazy.

It has nothing to do with the curse.

"Public, I'll give you that. Trust me instead."

Transactions are always conditional.

If you want a price, you have to pay it accordingly.

Whatever Canneruck thinks of me as usual, whatever his cause is.

In the end, it's desire that moves people.

The person who had just lived for a long time also met the heartbeat.

This offer was a trap he could never refuse.

If you can make a hole in it, it's perfect.

If I told him to let go of the curse that would kill all the soldiers like this, no one could accept it.

“I can treat this disease. It's just a matter of time. ”

I'm not asking you to wait without time, I'm asking you to wait without time.

That was the only way to escape psychologically.

Even though I said this, if Canneruck's choice was different, then I was going to use the last resort.

Canneruck stops as if frostbite.

Even the soldiers approaching from behind and Fedel made me stop walking.

“Commander.”

Fedel calls him.

The silence settles around you for just a moment.

It wasn't long, but it was when an unbearable soldier moved his foot.

Canneruck's tight-knit lips fall off.

“Stop.”

His face could not be said to be peaceful.

This face is agonizing for everyone.

“How much?”

How long do you need?

Canneruck is over. I shake my head.

Anything I say after the opponent who has already passed over is my face.

“I don't know.”

It's true. Soldiers at slow and intermediate stages are not enough to know.

I need one more to fit this set of circumstances.

“Chris!"

You turn your head back.

Digo pops out of the barracks.

“You're crazy. ”

He looks at the situation and opens his eyes and looks around.

He must have woken up and heard us talking.

A digo with bloodshot eyes.

Shoot him.

In the rain, he stands in front of the Canneruck.

"Captain Canneruck, you need to do it now. Do not stop."

“Who is it?”

"Digo, I'm a scout for the 7th Infantry."

I watched Digo do what he did.

He looks at the canoe and shakes his fingertips, then opens his mouth.

“I'm from Treedie. ”

· · · Crazy.

T. Regidi was the name of a town set against the plains of Zayturas.

And it was the name of the city that produced the worst tragedy.

Three years ago, a man cursed by the White Devil enters the city.

He breathes silently in the back alley without speaking to anyone, and the disease spreads.

The worst element of this tragedy is that none of the people in the city had the qualities to resist the curse.

The disease that started in the back alley massacred the life of the city in a heartbeat.

The snow-covered mountain ranges cursed the entire continent with notoriety.

Only 2,500 of the people who lived there for a week survived.

A bottle killed half the city's population.

It happened because of overlapping conditions.

It started in the slums of the city, and that winter was particularly cold.

I thought all the slums had verbs.

The curse eroded the city and caused serious mental damage to the survivors.

“I lost both my parents and my brother there. ”

Ugh.

Digo bites his lip.

The rain strikes your face and removes the red blood from your lips.

With her hair sticking wet, Digo continued to say.

“We have to burn it. ”

The weight was on the horse.

“I'm not dying. ”

Then I opened my mouth.

And there's a weight on my words. Have I ever let you down?

“Captain Chris is insane. ”

He turned on the lights and stared at me.

Canneruck sees me.

“Do I look crazy to you? ”

Well, it wasn't exactly normal.

"No hunting in the woods, no smiling dogs."

"Robbed the supply depot there and killed the enemy commander."

So, Canneruck, you know.

Am I crazy?

Anyone else, Canneruck had to see something else from me.

If you've seen what I've done so far, if you have the eye as a knight.

“Did you say Digo? ”

“Yes.”

“I'll wait.”

With Canneruk's words, Digo's eyes widen.

And I was just about to open my mouth.

A nosebleed burst from Diego's nose.

It soon became cloudy mixed with rain, but even in the rain, there was a clear red line.

Digo raises his hand to block his nose. Soon he collapsed.

I approached Digo when he fell.

I hugged Digo for the second time today.

It was damp and heavy.

With his arms held, Digo opens his mouth with a burst of fire in his eyes.

“I need a ride, too. ”

Your mission is on fire.

What did this curse take from his life?

It won't just be a family. That's not all.

Half the people died in the city they lived in.

In fact, the world that I lived in is changing a lot.

How did he choose to survive between death and death?

"Family Beyond the Borders" was the tragic motive derived from Treedie.

A healthy man in that city locked up a sick man.

That's how half of them survived.

It is a heavy burden at a young age.

"Burn them all, burn them all."

Digo says in a blurry ritual.

I caught a pulse running with my finger on his neck.

Not yet.

“Inside.”

Lynd and the axe approached.

The word "curse" stuck on my face, but I listened well.

“Commander! No! ”

“We have to burn it now! ”

“Curse! ”

The soldiers make a loud noise.

I turned my back on Digo.

You can see the back of the canoe.

It seemed very, very reliable.

“Quiet, everyone! ”

Canneruck's voice spreads through the rain.

“I forbid contact with this side ever since! ”

Canneruck raises his voice and shouts.

I heard it and went into the tent.

This is an army. Convince only one person with command skills to gain time.

And if the cure is successful here, it's easy to convince others.

“Burn. Burn it. ”

Digo mutters, turning his eyes to the white masonry.

“Shut up. ”

I threw it on the floor and took a bite out of my mouth.

That's exactly what I needed.

‘Timing is good. ’

A rapid developer.

I'm not sure about the other two stages, but I can see the time for the rapid recovery of the developer.

“Are you okay? ”

Lind asks from behind.

“Of course.”

Of course. I didn't intend to kill any of the dead healers and pharmacists for this.