From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

You see the nobles lined up on the throne and on either side.

“Chris, the vice knight blocking the east wall! ”

Someone who looked like a servant introduced me. I bend my head with my knees to the ground.

Warm air heats up the throne room with a warm stone nearby. I looked at them from side to side.

His gaze was mixed with search, admiration and vigilance.

“Raise your head. ”

I can't feel the energy in my voice. This is the king who led Sergado for decades.

My eyes blurred over wrinkled skin and looked at me. The king who led the great kingdom of Sercado was old, sick, and weary.

I couldn't get any inspiration out of him. It smells different than Van Ludwig, who decorated his end on the battlefield.

He was just a sick old man waiting to die, satisfied with his life and leaving everything in the hands of others.

At least that's how I felt.

“A noblewoman is better suited than a knight, given what he looks like. ”

The king chuckles, and the nobles on the left burst into laughter. There were three who didn't smile.

The monarch's left side, nicknames resembling the face of the tiger, did not smile, even those with a figure reminiscent of the Duke of Bantharam Roll Gabsch and the king's right, Digo.

He had blond, blue-eyed eyes that did not remind him of the king's youth, but remarkably resembled him.

It is the son of a bitch, the son of a prince or the son of a prince, who is well bent under the throne.

Rumor has it he's the first to speak of the Kingdom by force, so maybe he's the First Prince. Mutufaisa is now the greatest force to resist the Duke.

The first pillar of the royal family to fill the king's vacancy, Decillo Sercado Gabsch.

“There won't be one or two dead men on the battlefield who were careless of what they looked like. ”

The whistleblower opened his mouth. Unlike before, my voice was full of favors.

“Is that so?"

The king twists his tail. The nobles kept their mouths shut in one word.

“The youngest vice knight, defender of the wall of 2,000 by four. You can't judge by what it looks like. ”

Decillio, Prince Mutupa, to the right of the king, said.

“Haha, I have heard your teachings. ”

The king said.

Obviously, the situation was clear. It's no different than a palace. It was no different from the fighting of mercenaries.

The two of us who look forward to the merchandise are Prince Hotu Fat and Prince Muu Fat. The actual leader of the Royal Party and the leader of the aristocratic clan had a long fight.

I listened to them quietly. Whether they fight or not, I'm done eating the pie powder falling in between.

“Yes, there is something I want to hear. Sercado is responsible for guarding the fence. He will listen to you for defending the enemies of the east. ”

The king opened his mouth and the prince's expression changed. You look like shit.

The whistleblower glances at me as if it were interesting. I felt like my eyes were asking me.

‘What did you want? ’

You can see Prince Matufa nodding. As a man of the royal family, you must give me something.

“You said you wanted Fraunmoont territory? ”

The king opened his mouth and the warm stone air seemed to cool down.

“Fraunmoont?”

He opened his mouth as if he were talking to himself without taking his eyes off me. The king shut his mouth again and began to observe the situation.

“You mean the barren Fraunmoont? ”

Prince Mutufa this time. Now that I've asked, it's ten times I'll say it.

“I want to use it as my land to build farms and take care of people. ”

Speechless.

“Why are you going there? ”

“Ha, stupid. ”

“You're going to drive the monsters out by yourself, is that it? It's an honor.”

Some of them opened their mouths and it stuck in my ears. I was just looking at the king.

“Allow me.”

When Prince Matupa looked at me with a look that he couldn't understand, the ferryman urged the king.

“Alone, taking revenge on that land can solve the problem. Isn't that a good thing?" ”

It was a theory.

“Is there anything else you want? ”

Prince Matupa frowns and asks.

“It is a great honor to have given you that land. ”

You gonna give it to me?

In short, I asked you a question. If you want to score the Royal Family or the Nobles, you have to look good on me.

I really want that land.

“I give you permission, to lay down the baron's throne with Squire Chris and the castle of Fraunmutran!" "

The king shouts, "That's a step.

Chris Fraunmoont. First and last name. It was the beginning as a nobleman.

* * *

Baron Fraunmund.

I recalled my last name in my mouth.

“Not bad. ”

It was shortly after receiving the Fraunmund estate. The nobles around me said to me, 'Silly Knight with an empty head.'

I gave Ludwig a prize before his humble servant could come because of the royal and noble skills.

All I wanted in there was an abandoned territory. I understand enough that they insult me from behind. Why would I do that if I didn't know any better?

Instead of fertile land, they wanted barren land.

Instead of a safe house, I wanted a castle on top of a mountain range like a blade.

Anyone could say that. The villager who only knows how to fight monsters and has been stumbling onto his own path to honor.

“I hear you have good looks, but not a good head. ”

But isn't it a little rude to say that out loud?

“Maid Basin, the eldest son of the writer Basin. ”

He introduced himself. The wretched prince was against a duel promise, so I was able to greet him at the arena in the palace.

The way he spoke, he was far from serious.

“Do you use a sword? ”

When I asked, Maid frowned. Son of a bitch, I have the baron's throne now, and you're the son of a writer, so I'm taller.

It still makes me feel bad. I don't see the ratio of strength and skill, but was this really the best you could do for me? McDreamy?

There were many watchers. I saw the knights of the Royal Guard, and a member of the royal knights, the Fence Knights.

“Use your sword."

Maid says you're getting a molar.

“I challenge you to a duel as a member of the Fence Knights. ”

It's called a duel, but it's different from the one I fought before.

You can't kill the opponent or maim the opponent.

Pow, pow, pow.

I loosened my wrist and opened my mouth.

“This is Chris, the first Knight of Fraunmoont and the Baron's throne. I accept the duel.”

The method of fertilizing can be learned naturally after only 3 days with the prince. I told him with the right amount of fertilizer and the right confidence.

“Knights?”

Someone said with a ridicule behind his back. You remembered your face, asshole. You look like a rat.

But you're making fun of the real Vice Knights.

‘Young Vice Knight has no skills. ’

Do you really believe such irony? - Really? - Yeah.

“The sword."

Speaking toward the prince's acolyte, you hand him the unseasoned blade.

With your left hand, you twist your wrist a few times and draw a palm in the air. The center of gravity is not bad and the length is reasonable.

You're ready to swing your sword around a few times.

“You want to use a scabbard? I heard you use a spear..."

Maid asked.

“Is your tongue long, or are you afraid of the word vice knight? ”

I said, Maid bit his molar tightly. The blade is pointed at me.

The opposing Pokémon holds up their swords. The target is held back by a blunt, nonedgy blade.

He's got a big right hook. Probably the type that uses a steel sword. The strength of the van on my body makes me a knight who trains again and again without spending a single day.

There is no defeat in this duel. You can't just win over losing.

“Tea!"

Maid swoops in with a slap. The tip of the sword shoots like an arrow. A good dash stabbing.

Kick!

I turned to the left and put a sword through his prick. The iron chunk screams.

There was no need for technological dancing, weapons destruction.

Before Vise Knight, I inherited the technology of technology. They looked down on me.

You step aside while blocking the sword. The opposing Pokémon's body grazes my side, and I kick its ankle as it is. Dash is a great Raid Base, but it's not a skill you can use against someone better than yourself.

Mike's right foot is lifted behind him and his balance is shaking.

“Town!”

As he tries to raise his sword, his blunt blade falls from top to bottom.

Boom!

A smashing blow to the head.

“Huff!”

Maid falls to the ground. It was the end of the anticipated and anticipated battle.

Everyone lost their horses. You feel like you've seen some nonsense beyond nothingness. I didn't open the vice.

They don't know that.

Even if the vice were an open attack, you could barely stop the ankle from splitting and dropping.

Even though my main weapon is known as a spear. It was between the cold silences.

“Heh-heh-heh.”

You hear a vulgar laugh. Our jackass smiled at the knights.

I wonder if the vice knights will accept this outcome. Do I acknowledge this gap?

Looking down at my stunned opponent, my gaze gathers.

I didn't hit him that hard. If I strike the blade properly, one or two bones will just break.

It's not hard to kill someone if they hit their head. In other words, I've drained enough power.

“…… Are you going to kill me? ”

So it's unfair to get these questions and these eyes.

Those who woke up from the shock saw me. Maid was foaming.

Seeing it, everyone looked at me and asked me if I could do this.

“You didn't even put your life on the line before the fight. ”

You mutter to yourself as if you can hear it, and blood gushes over the knights' foreheads.

Look at these simple guys. It's very poisonous.

With the scabbard on the ground, I opened my mouth, looking around my left shoulder.

“You're not sweating. Is there anyone else you'd like to challenge? ”

“Me!”

“No, I'll do it! ”

The power of Vise Knight is said to be fought in front of you. That's what they're attracted to.

It can be easily taunted. I picked up a blade. It was my turn to show you why I took the sword, not the examination.

“Why don't you start there? ”

I took a picture of the guy who looked like a rat and laughed at me first.

“…… You mean me? ”

Pretend you don't know. The time of the matchwork has come.

Bang! Bang! Kwaek!

You let a few people hug the ground with a cool strike tone. The user just knocks out a fifth opponent.

Abandon.

I'm a little overwhelmed.

“Broken clean, stick together and you'll be stronger. ”

I gave him a pep talk because his arm was broken.

“That's what I said! ”

He opens his eyes, enduring the pain.

Lesser first, more intermediate next. The knights standing before me have fallen.

But I kept coming.

Funny. I'm happy to see the flesh on my face. These are the steadfast.

I spread what I have learned toward such people, so it will be pleasant.

Boom!

The target's head explodes and blood spills out. You're too strong again.

“Profit!”

A bleeding man looks up at me and raises his head.

“Cleverness is useful. ”

I came to my mind without even knowing it. The knight who had just heard it showed pleasure, not discomfort.

“I became a knight because I didn't back down. ”

Yeah, that's why it looks good.

The duel Prince Wretched was practically useless to me. To make it useful, I made this mess.

Suddenly there were more and more people watching. Next to Prince Wretched, a huge, mottled prince.

On the other hand, he was also with the fishermen. There was someone with a vigorous vigor beside the salt ball. It looked like vice nitro.

I was amazed at the vanity ball. His strength and charisma were not lacking even if he could say he was the monarch of one country.

I can't take the throne of the duc like a whistleblower.

I was not born into the royal family like Prince Mudfa.

I just let go of the bar I had. At first, I was determined to show my strength among the knights.

“You'll have to use your other hand to deal with me. ”

Another opponent approaches me and says: I've only ever used my left hand. A well-eyed opponent.

Seeing that he can breathe life, he was a senior knight. You throw your sword to the ground and reach for your back.

The prince's acolyte hands him a long rod.

What's the point of rolling your head against someone who really hits here?

I also got serious. The only thing I saw in front of the weather was a broken arm, a broken head, but not retreating. I also show them the truth.

“I have the throne of the knight myself. And I want everyone in this room to bear witness to my article. ”

“If you beat me, I admit it. ”

The knight in front of me said,

“Me too! ”

“I admit it."

“I agree with what you said about being the first Knight of the Fraunmut family! ”

The screams of the knights surrounding me. I'm more than happy to smile and reach for the rod.

On this day, I proved myself to be a knight, and dozens of knights agreed to it, and I became a witness.

“Sir Chris, do me a favor! ”

My opponent said, He is neither Baron nor Squire. The opponent summons me as a knight. On this day, I fought twenty-eight knights.

Five with a broken arm, three with a broken leg and two with a broken head.

And I never lost a fight.