From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

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“Bring it on.”

I told two hostiles. Time was not on our side.

While he's stationed here, an enemy knight will sweep his allies away.

It's time to raise the sword again.

Pa Kang!

The sound of steel striking echoes in my ears.

This is a different sound than the sound that has been hit so far.

Suddenly, the hands of the fighting soldiers stop.

Canneruck's hand stops again.

I turned my head, unable to bear it. It was the same for both white captains.

There was a boy who faced an enemy with the Glaive.

No, the boy who stopped the Glaive.

Someone called out the boy's name.

“Saint Chris! ”

“Wooooo!”

Soldiers cheer instead of fighting.

Ka 'ang!

Chris was using his tiny body to block the enemy Glaive.

Thump! Thump!

Once is twice, twice is three.

The head of an enemy with powerful destructive power was blocked by his young soldiers as if they were from a myth.

It reminds me of the legend of fighting against God with a small stone.

It was that unusual a duel.

And it's in jeopardy. Canneruck stares at the duel blinking.

Chris was really close to stopping the enemy from attacking.

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Kick!

The moment I closed the fourth window, my hands went numb.

The Glaive's opponent throws a silent blade at you without a word.

It wasn't fast.

If my body had been a little faster, I could have dodged it and taken a punch.

But my body was still a problem.

‘I'm shorthanded. ’

The eyes follow, but the body does not follow.

‘I should have dug inside without stopping the thing. ’

No, it was okay to turn around and hit him with a spear.

Of course, the ship was better than my previous life.

Previous life, I would have been torn apart in the first blow.

No, you wouldn't have made something like this happen in the first place.

The target has to step back rather than fight back to find another means.

‘You can still stop it. ’

It's a possibility, and I believe it.

Every time I block the window, I hear that the experience level has increased.

The enemy was strong.

You have to give me a bundle of steel wires and a dozen tools to make a trap ⁄ poison to be a fair fight.

In fact, it is against the rule for a knight of this kind to get caught among a group of soldiers.

I wrote that rule first.

I tried to reduce the number by a canoe.

Canneruck was one of the Hidden Cards of our unit that was not there for the enemy.

As a tactician, a white blacksmith with a knighthood card was one of the unexpected encounters.

But now the enemy in front of me is as strong as Canneruck.

It's time for Glaive to fall back on his head. The enemy backs away, covering his body with a thick blade.

Thung!

When the shot is fired, an arrow flies and bounces off the Glaive's side.

I know who shot him without looking.

There is only one person on the battlefield with this level of accuracy.

"Lynd, don't!"

I shouted, "This is not the resonance I want to kill this guy alone."

I looked at his thighs. I saw a well-trained femur.

‘If he dashes, can I follow him? ’

No way. If the opposing Pokémon misses me, I can't handle the speed.

That is, if he was after Lynd, I couldn't save him.

So I had to tie him up.

“Don't look away. I'm trying to do it right from now on. ”

I was bluffing.

You can't release this creature among your soldiers, not just Lynd.

Then this battle is a great battle.

You use traps and bases to fill up a shortage of numbers.

It was just a temporary deception. The difference is reversed when a commander with this much power is made.

Was it too soon? ’

That's what I thought. But there was no answer.

I didn't expect this guy to show up here.

There was no one to stop but me.

“Whew.”

I picked my breath and raised my spear.

“Right?”

He opened his mouth.

You know he's bluffing. The knight's eyes curl between his helmets.

He was laughing at me. I hate that I want to punch you in the face.

‘If only I had a little time. ’

It's foolish to look for something that's not in your hands.

I gave up on my inner thoughts. I had to finish what I had.

If there is no path, we should dig a tunnel.

If you don't have teeth, you have to chew with your gums.

Whitrick.

He turns his spear around and grabs his hand.

I rolled my head. What are you going to do if you find something that I don't have?

What can we do to solve it with what we have?

‘First of all, a rejection. ’

Raise your shield. If you had a shield, you wouldn't have to take that strike with a spear.

And I'm gonna dig in and stab him in the stomach.

You see black leather armor wrapped around his abdomen.

It looked very hard. The clumsy stabbing won't work.

I saw his waist dance. You can also see a dagger in it.

The moment I dug into my arms, I imagined that dagger cutting my throat.

‘No. ’

I came up with a few ways. I thought about different numbers.

That's the gap.

“You're gonna win, right? ”

I didn't feel the approach.

Right next to you.

“You always win. Right?"

Ask, answer and ask again.

It was Digo.

The price of life. Let's pay back a little here.

He approaches. Armed with spears and shields.

Blinks as if it didn't matter to you. Then you pick up the Glaive.

What difference does it make for someone with that level of skill to have two bugs in front of him?

He won't mind.

‘If Digo stops it. ’

Different story.

“Don't die. Because I saved him. ”

“I'm not dying. ”

Digo glows blue. His blue eyes were clear.

I felt like I was throwing something away.

“At least I won't die until you die. ”

If I die, will you die with me?

The moment Diego stepped in, I changed the way I fought.

From now on, I am the spear, and Digo is the shield.

“Drop the spear. I don't need it.”

With the horse, you pick up a shield from an arm that fell to the ground and give it to Digo.

You see the wolf crest roaring on the outside.

“Hang in there.”

I put a stop to Digo.

Kwaw!

The enemy Glaive splits the air again.

It is a disaster that draws horizontal ground from left to right.

“Digo!"

Digo stepped forward in my cry.

Boom!

Digo takes a deep breath to stop the enemy from striking.

Instead of running forward, I suddenly roll to my side to see Digo flying away.

The opposing Pokémon's power is astonishing that their bodies flew away in a single stroke.

Pava Bak.

My body is covered in dirt.

“Stop him!"

I shouted it again. I can't help it. Digo must be stopped before I can strike anything I want.

“Aah!”

Digo raises his shield again, shouting, "Screaming or groaning."

Lie!

You hear the balloon pop. The shield creaks with only two hits.

It was a blow from top to bottom.

Digo is firmly grounded.

All right, all right.

Let's kill this bloody Knight of Palmer.

I gave strength to the hand holding the spear.

Heave!

I stabbed myself a few times.

He flicks the leather gauntlet in his left hand.

Tong! Tong!

That's how bad my fist is.

I've done five massacres, and in the meantime, Digo has stopped five enemy attacks.

The enemy was simple and ignorant.

He seems determined to split Diego with his shield.

So I didn't care.

It's not a threat.

I've launched five attacks to make you think that. You son of a bitch.

Holding the center of the spear with your left hand is due to your past memories and habits.

I am originally right-handed.

Boom!

One of Diego's shields is broken, and there are splinters of wood everywhere.

A part of it stuck in my cheek.

I thought the stone was soft and sweet.

I didn't care about the pain.

Whitrick.

I step forward with my left foot and I reach forward with my spear. It is the same interval as before.

The spear aims for his chest, and he picks up the gauntlet.

Watch your breath, change the steps.

Walk on the ground with your right foot forward. At the same time, you push the spear with your right hand against the tip of the spear.

The target is his face.

Heave!

An attack with a different trajectory and a different spacing.

Moreover, I doubled my speed.

Puwak!

Out of the way!

A sudden reaction knocks Glaive across the middle of the spear, and I miss the spear with my grip torn.

At the same time, you quickly step back.

My spear was broken from the middle and lay flat on the floor.

Half are on the floor from the back.

The other half of the spear is embedded in the enemy's face.

A spear in the left cheek.

“Damn it.”

I feel insulted. I was gonna kill you.

Worm.

He pulls out the spear.

I drenched the floor in blood.

“Chris!"

Digo approaches, and his left arm twitches.

I think I broke it in the block.

“· · I'll chew it all up. ”

Blood drips from your face, soaking your chest.

It's convincing to say that with a frowny face like a demon.

I might actually chew it up.

It was time to finally find a way to tie his feet.

At that moment, I heard the voice of a happy artifact.

[All EXP has been met. will be reset]

Right now?

As soon as I heard his voice, I felt dizzy for a moment and quickly returned to my original state.

I blinked and stepped back.

"Digo, get back."

I grabbed Digo and pulled him back.

“Rrrrgh!”

The enemy lunges at you with the Glaive screaming.

After throwing Digo backwards, I immediately thought of a new way to tie the enemy's feet.

“Chris!"

I ran into him, too.

You hear Digo calling out to me from behind.

Wheelken said before that he looked at me and said he was a junior.

That's probably the best I could do if I trained properly when I didn't lose my right arm.

The enemy bumped into me several times, knowing my body temptation and speed, and my pride was damaged by the soldiers.

He rushed into a state of anger, which was less cautious and more cautious.

My right hand touched my left waist.

At the same time, you see the Glaive's trajectory.

I saw what I really saw first.

The body that was avoiding was the problem.

I just wanted my body to move a little faster.

Good thing there was blood on his left eye.

Whoo-hoo!

Glaive blade overhead.

The wind pressure blew my hair away.

In the meantime, I was able to attach myself to his left knee.

The user lowers its body and instantly withdraws from the target's sight.

What I have in my right hand is a sharpened dagger.

Spam. Spam.

Cut your knees forward and backward with an X.

“Unh!”

His body will collapse. I have good will and good stamina.

I cut off the muscles that kept me going.

“Whoa!”

He swings his remaining arm.

I leaned down on the ground.

His fists crumble, and I bounce back as if I were a snake.

He extends his elbow back.

Boom! Boom!

I got hit in the ribs. But it didn't fly away.

At the same time, my dagger was lodged in the back of his neck.

Without breathing, you pull with all your might while holding the dagger.

Puwak!

I drenched my head with blood.

You miss the Dagger and step back.

"Whoa, whoa."

I stood on my stumbling leg, exhaling.

I saw the last of the man who shed blood in my eyes.

Tsk.

I cut my throat, and I froze.

The severed knee makes him kneel.

The severed head falls down there, kneeling down, and the head is saggy.

Blood gushed out and drenched the floor.

My body was filled with the blood of my enemies.

I have no time to breathe.

It was only then that I saw a battlefield that was still wreaking havoc, not chaos.

I sighed and breathed in the right place.

I had to shout it now.

“Dead.”

"No way, that's Wolves."

You hear the voice of nearby enemies. I took a deep breath and cried out.

“I killed the captain! ”

I shout with all my might. My throat cracks and my blood spills. The fish breath was filled my mouth.

When I shouted, I felt really weak.

“Are you okay?"

The next day, Diego stumbles on me.

“It's not okay. Oh, shit. I almost died. ”

Fighting is something you don't know until you've fought.

It was such a victory that I wanted to say that I really barely won.

“Call me when you have the right place. ”

The enemy's head is dead. This will bring down enemy morale.

It is also the case that led to this battle being won.

Digo takes a breath and yells, then looks at me once.

“Why?”

I looked at it and asked, but he shouted without an answer.

“Your scout, Chris, has killed the enemy! ”

Your voice echoes loudly.

I like the sound of your voice once.

“Saint Chris killed the enemy! ”

“We've won! ”

The cheers erupt again from all sides of how well Digo's shout worked.

“We've won! ”

“Chris killed the opponent. ”

You didn't have to say I killed him.

“Here.”

Digo reaches out his hand.

An unbroken right arm. I woke up holding his hand.

I prepared well, but it wasn't an easy fight.

There was an unexpected move against the enemy, and I won because I smashed it.

“Saint Chris! ”

Now I'm getting used to that cheer.

And at this moment, the infantry rushes from afar.

“Enemy forces! We're in! ”

It was an ally reinforcement unit. Armstrong's soldiers begin to flee.

“Retreat!”

“Everyone, run! ”

“The bastards of Armstrong are howling. Screw you!”

Enemies flee, allies flee.

“Stop pursuing! ”

I can see the relief commander shouting.

I just saw my hand. I burst and tore it apart.

It was a scar to stop holding the spear for a while when the enemy hit the spear.