From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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I'm strong enough to see Digo, so I was wondering if I'd get up a little early.

I want to get some air, but the rain blows over, slapping the ball, and passing by.

It was still raining.

It wasn't raining like it was the first time.

I hear thunder striking from afar.

The clouds from across the plains of Zayturas pour crazy rain, and Serca heads inward.

Because of the dark clouds, the atmosphere is dull because the sun is not shining, but the atmosphere of the 7th infantry who heard that it is cursed is very dead.

Even in this situation, Canneruck's control was excellent.

No soldier approaches the scout barracks.

I just stared at it with my eyes wide open.

Nothing happened for half a day, and time passed quickly.

*

It's cold. I feel trapped in the ice.

I wonder if my family and friends I grew up with felt like this.

Digo, who was born and raised in Treedie, had to see a man ride alive.

The scene was always like a ghost behind my back.

Flash.

I opened my eyes.

Digo looks up at the ceiling of the familiar tent.

I forgot.

My eyes are puffy. I have something in my mouth.

“Tsk.”

I spit it out. It's medicine that Chris has been making for a long time.

“Son of a bitch. ”

This curse must be burnt alive.

Humans cannot stand against God.

Otherwise, what happens in your hometown?

Many have set fire to exclude the curse.

There were no demons, no ghosts, no Demons, but it was hell.

I don't really remember how I survived that inferno.

Just remember, no more upward flames, no more families.

All I knew from the other side of the house was that they were gone.

I don't remember, but I know one.

This curse will have the worst outcome.

“Chris!”

I woke up screaming. A curse that can only be stopped if it is burned alive.

You tighten your thighs and bounce off the ground.

“Chris!"

It was a shout close to the monster.

The rain almost stops, and the windswept raindrops sweep away.

I felt hot and hot in my body.

"· · Child, you're so strong."

Chris mutters when he sees it.

Canneruck, Fedel, and all seven infantry forces gather outside the barracks.

It's almost sunset.

It stopped raining. Then the sun drifts out and pushes its head slightly through the hidden clouds.

The sunlight shines on my face.

“· · It's real. ”

The canoe opens its eyes in shock, and Fedel approaches.

“Are you okay? ”

Digo frowned at the shock and horror in the question.

"What are you talking about? We need to start a fire right now."

Digo opens his mouth again and shouts.

But just before he opened his mouth, Chris said,

“Congratulations on surviving the damn curse. Don't overdo it. ”

“· · · What? ”

Then Digo felt strange.

I felt my nose burst and my body freeze.

But he's alive.

Digo is stunned by the panic. He can't say anything.

*

Before the half-day, Digo pops out with his eyes open.

“Isn't that really the curse? ”

Digo already asked the same question a fifth time.

I am doing the same answer a fifth time in a different way.

“Yes, it is. You're stronger, so you heal faster. ”

Digo listens to the answer and goes back to the other corner to think.

He woke up a long time ago.

The soldiers are still grumbling at me.

The Boot Soldier approaches. He snorts and opens his mouth.

“Just one hand on that head. ”

“What?"

“Give me one hand. Or maybe you should just clap your shoulders. ”

“Do you like men? ”

“I never liked women. ”

“Then why? ”

"Well, I want to be blessed."

Yeah, I didn't think this would work.

Even with so many curses, I can't understand it with my head.

“If you are blessed by the saints, you will not die in war. ”

You even went to the saints.

I heard the paladin came to practice secretly.

He's a real piece of shit.

But this is not bad because morale rises.

I put my hand on his head.

“Oh.”

The Boot Soldier marvels back.

Other soldiers approach and raise their heads.

“Me too. ”

Why don't you wash your hair?

I can't feel my hands because I see greasy hair.

Yeah, it's all my fault.

Tuck.

Tak!

Tuck.

Tak!

Alternating taps on the head and shoulders, and the last one is a familiar face.

“What about you? ”

“Let me have some of that blessing too. ”

Ralph's a lunatic.

“Are you crazy?"

“Do me a favor. In the original battlefield, even when the undead come, they bless us. ”

Yeah. Come on. Copy that.

After biting the soldier moderately, no soldiers rushed to eat me this morning.

All they do is look at me and glow.

“Strengthen your guard. Fedel.”

Canneruck calms down after a series of events.

He gives orders to Fedel in case of an ambush.

I heard about it, but I didn't expect any raids.

‘If you don't want to die, you can't come. ’

There will be no attack on Armstrong until the aftermath of this plague, known as the curse, is gone.

After that, I guess.

Today is another exhausting day. I went straight into the tent.

“Sleep there? ”

Lind asked.

“Then?”

There were still two sick people lying in the scout tent.

You still don't have to move.

I am immune to the White Devil's curse.

And once it's a body, it spreads.

It was not so contagious when it was alive.

Lynd glances at me and opens his mouth.

“If this is a real disease, who spread it? ”

I had an idea.

“You can make assumptions. ”

If you're not an idiot, you can see the intent of spreading to the army simultaneously.

God's curse cannot predict its intent, but if it is a human, it is a problem that can be expected.

And now our enemy is the country of EightMoon.

Lind starts mumbling to herself.

“For an ambush? But then they're cursed, too? ”

And the bear thinks, and he says to himself,

If anyone knows the details of this curse, he knows the moment the aftermath is gone.

Lynd's thoughts are always assumptions. Of course I know that's not a family.

“Deadly.”

I answered the last one.

Rind nods, blinking his eyes.

When I think of the cavalry coming in on the first battlefield, I can easily recall it.

Enemies in the field are strong and scary.

I lay awake and closed my eyes.

"Because I know that, I need to rest now."

It is wise to rest when you can rest.

This is a battlefield and I'm busy tomorrow, so it's essential to save your strength.

When I closed my eyes and opened them, I was not tired.

“Hrrrgh.”

I turned my back and got up.

I looked around and there was no two of me to go to.

I went outside.

When the rain stopped, I saw the sky with the clouds lifted.

A clear blue sky.

After the rain, the temperature fell and the cold wind blew, but the air was clean and fresh.

The cold wind was also bearable thanks to the warm sun.

At sunset, all seven infantry troops gathered.

Some soldiers have not been able to sleep well, and some have come back on guard.

Canneruck and Fedeldo, Ralph and Digo.

Digo's eyes are burning with what he's thinking.

The axe still has no idea what he's thinking.

The pole and nosebleed were not standing next to me at that time, so I was restless.

And two of Ralph's teenagers stand before him.

“Are you okay now? ”

Ralph asks, and two soldiers nod.

“Yes. I don't have much energy, but I'm not cold. ”

It's still cold, but that's it.

I recovered in one day because I cured this immediately.

‘If the outbreak has passed, it will take time to recover. ’

Then it's time to fight again.

“Captain Canneruck. ”

I approached him.

He looks at me and his pupils flutter.

If I tell them with my mouth, who will believe what I did?

“Can I really be a saint? ”

Canneruck raises an unreasonable question.

“Is that possible? He's just a weary end soldier. ”

Oh, I'm not a terminal soldier now, of course. I'm a captain.

I was a horse.

“You have to call in soldiers with the same condition to the other troops. If even one of them dies too late, things will get out of hand. The disease begins to spread after death. ”

“· · · Understood. ”

Canneruck nods.

I've tidied up inside the tent.

“I'm going to use this as a temporary treatment center. ”

All you need is a place to lie down.

That afternoon, a squad of one or two arrived.

“A saint was born? ”

The 5th infantry commander was the first.

I was about to bring a Cursed Soldier.

It would be useless to explain a hundred times that it is to cure the disease, not the saint.

“Bring him here! ”

It's quicker to lead the way.

Some came to check on them because they were very sensitive, and some commanders came to see for themselves.

They didn't believe it.

No, I couldn't believe it.

But it happened right in front of me.

Not everyone in the 7th infantry was crazy.

There, the 7th Infantry can be used as a hand that can be eroded by the curse.

What a great situation.

Other troops came together with the "Cursed Plague."

I've used more than half of my medicine.

It happened in one day. The tent soon became crowded.

There are more contagious people than I thought, so I used another tent next to it.

Instead, no one died.

For the next three days, I cured a sick man.

The 7th Infantry has been a guide for three days, and Lynd has been my assistant.

And when I released the last patient,

This is the moment to take a step outside with a tired body.

I first met the soldier in the eye.

Recovered Ralph's scout.

Bend your head so high that your lower back is folded in half.

And then he looks at me and he shouts.

“Hail, Saint Chris! ”

Hey, what's up?

The soldier next to him. He was also a soldier who recovered from his illness.

I looked familiar.

“Saint Chris! ”

“Saint Chris! ”

The troops cry out at someone's cabin.

The shout soared high in the sky and spread to all sides.

“Son of God! ”

“Representative of God! ”

“Saint Chris! ”

The combination fits perfectly. You may have practiced choir as usual.

I raised my head. The look on your face is my organ.

I brazenly heard their cheers.

It looks like someone set fire to my heart.

My heart is beating and burning and my body is burning up.

‘I didn't kill anyone. ’

And thanks to me, the living cheer.

I raised my hand. He clenched his fist.

“Oooh!”

“Wooooo!”

The screams of those who saw my fist pierced the sky.

Morale has skyrocketed.

I was thrilled from head to toe.

I finally got what I wanted.

After today, the White Devil's curse will be lifted.

It would take time for the entire continent to spread through one mouth, but that was unchanged.

Now that you've lifted the curse, it's my turn.

The White Devil's contagion lasts four days.

The enemy couldn't have known what I knew.

Only four days, including the first day, that was today.

From now on, it was time for a counterattack.

Preparation for that came to mind.

‘All wars take place in the stages of preparation. ’

It's the same as when you hit the Supply Squad in Armor.

We were small and weak, so we had to make a way to win at the beginning.

Wooooo!

Among the screaming soldiers, I straightened my back.