From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

The Southern peoples were not at risk because of the scattered power of many nations.

Then one day, a tribe came to the center, uniting several tribes. That was the dawn of the Southern War.

At that time, I didn't go to war, but I finally gave some land and made a treaty about how the Southern peoples were pushing up so hard.

During the war, a Confederate alliance was formed, and a new country was introduced to the South.

Now that I think about it, the leader of that alliance was very clever.

He chose the means of war to unleash the forces that gathered him, and in the end, he was victorious because he had the land.

At the end of the war, I headed to the southern end of the Central Continent, a newly painted border with the Treasure Hunter teacher.

"What is the most precious treasure in the world? ’

Occasionally, the teacher used to ask this absurd question. He also hated careless answers.

At that moment, I thought of three answers.

First, artifacts.

An object that exerts an unassailable force on this continent, sometimes with weapons and sometimes in a different way. If you say it's not a treasure, what is it?

Second, gold coins.

Money sometimes surpasses fame and power. I'm a mercenary risking my life for money, so this is also one of the correct answers.

Third, life.

As a teacher who likes to chase wild stories, human life was a treasure.

But at that time I didn't see the world that widely and I didn't want to tell a lie by saying something that wasn't true.

“This is an artifact.”

He said decisively. The teacher looked at me like that and said that.

“You still need to grow up. ”

“Bigger here would be weird. ”

“That's not what I meant. ”

The more I could have been beaten to death, the more I wanted to write my diary as one of the good things in my life.

My teachers fought strangely well.

“So what's the answer? ”

“There's no answer. ”

Why did I ask you something that didn't have an answer?

At that time, we didn't have the treasure unless there was a treasure. So I had to ask the teacher seriously, looking at where she had arrived.

“Do you dig for gold? Or is there a hidden dungeon? ”

“Here?”

The teacher smiled with the horse.

A small, quiet village facing a nocturnal hill. Originally, the children were running around in the grasslands on the hill and the adults were busy farming.

It wasn't fertile, but it wasn't bad for farming. If it wasn't for that, he'd have had livestock.

But not now. Everyone who wanted to age was holding a blade in their hand.

I could see the men guarding the wooden fence in front of me.

“Who are you?”

When I saw the man with black hair and black eyes blocking our way, I knew he wasn't a central continent.

“I'm a passing traveler, and I'm going to take a break. ”

The teacher said.

“Travel? This is not a place for travel. ”

He was rude and crude. But there was authenticity in what he said.

“If you want to save your life, go back. ”

“I'll be there in a few days. ”

With the horse, the teacher handed over the heavy pouch. I remember as much as I want to buy food

“Hoo, do you know where you are? ”

His continental language was awkward, but he had no difficulty communicating.

“I'm a transcontinental bard. Wherever there are people, we go. ”

“Suit yourself. ”

The man made way, and the teacher and I went into the village. At that time, I didn't know the Southern language so I couldn't understand everything they were saying.

I only heard a few short words.

“... I can stop it. ”

“He's... there. ”

“…… this land is ours. ”

I did not understand it well, so I rolled my head for interpretation.

“Chris.”

“Yes."

“There is no answer for the most precious treasure in the world, but I think of it now. ”

He said that again, saying that there is no answer. He was a teacher who really liked to talk nonsense.

“The most precious treasure in the world is man. ”

“…… people? ”

“Yes. I'll show you the treasure. ”

The teacher spoke and stopped walking. This town was strange.

A mix of southern women and central continents. They were originally two bad peoples, but they seemed as close as they were here.

“Who will be the treasure? ”

When I asked, the teacher raised his finger.

“That's the treasure I found this time. ”

There is a man with two axes at his waist. He was about my age, and there was an unsightly scar from his forehead to his chin, drawn from top to bottom.

I saw all the scars because I didn't cover my face by cutting my hair. He was tilting the bottle with people with a blunt look.

“Do you know who that is? ”

“I don't know.”

How do you know I'm not a fortuneteller?

“The author is a traitor to the south, a traitor to the south. ”

“Ah."

I burst the light elasticity.

Around that time, there were strange rumors along with the creation of the Confederacy. Someone from the South was defeating the Confederate warriors all day long.

His name was not widespread, but his calling was widespread.

He was called a traitor to the south, a traitor to the south.

A warrior who escaped from the Confederacy. He was greedy enough to lead some Southern peoples and said the Confederacy was a pain in the ass.

“The Southern Alliance and the Central Continent of Cercado. These two countries do not acknowledge their existence. ”

Then why is he here?

“Here she comes.”

He wakes up. Only ten steps away, I could see his face and hear his voice.

“Get everything ready. ”

That's what the world says. A greedy Southern woman went after the Federation's intestine.She ignored the treaty and crossed over to the Central Continent. However, the reality was completely different.

It was originally a group that built a house here. No matter how bad things are between the south and the center, there is always a group who think differently.

It was a village that looked like that. A place where people of all races just live together.

“Why is he protecting this place? ”

“It's their duty. ”

He leaps over the fence to a place where troops from the Confederacy run.

Among those who followed was a mix of southern women and central continents.

“I am the end of every tribe without wings! ”

He shouts and wields the axe. You defeated your enemies with incredible skill.

He was neither a traitor nor a traitor.

An abandoned village in the middle and south. He was just a man guarding the place.

So the teacher called him a treasure, and I admit it.

“If it weren't for this place, he'd be a great knight. ”

I thought in addition to what the teacher said,

I'd be a better warrior than anyone in the South.

He chops an approaching enemy with a tribal axe and kills him. I didn't know exactly what his duties were, but I felt that his life wasn't green.

After the battle, he falls down, bleeding without a smile.

“I feel like I'm dying. ”

My sentiments were not wrong. Shortly after we left, this small village that was in the middle of the war was burned to the ground.

There was nothing I could do.

I couldn't help you then.

And then I looked at you and I thought, what would I be like as a person?

* * *

I'm fine!

The axe blade blocked my throat with a spear. The blade of the axe, the spear that was given the magic of solidity, did not cut through my spear.

“I want to know. ”

I muttered and pointed the spear forward. I wonder what duty put you in that position.

Why are you here, not in the south?

“Speak when I lose. ”

I smiled at the crude tone.

“Come.”

The axe is strong. Maybe seven out of eight battles against Diego.

Lynd won't be a match for melee, and I don't know about Alice. In fact, Alice's sword was the most difficult type to deal with in a man-to-man battle.

“Whew.”

I took a deep breath for a moment and shook my blue-glowed spear.

One day, I thought the past of the axe was Carrie. I've been waiting for that opportunity, and now it's coming.

I needed the southern woman's name to settle my affairs with Duchy.

Should I just win and open up the heart of the axe? He didn't pledge allegiance to me.

What can I show him?

What I could give him, I had to give him land to plant.

“Trust me. ”

I quietly recited it and stretched out my spear. The serpent's tongue popped out. A six-stranded spear blade dances at his whole body.

Debt Debt!

The axe swings its arms like a windmill and slaps all the spears.

Show them a combination of skill and power, not an unusual battle.

Prove to the Axe that you can trust the opponent in front of you. If you win, you will open your mouth, which means prove yourself to him.

I was loyal to it. The shifting spear shakes and aims for his life. The axe that avoided it lowers its body and swings it towards my ankle.

When I ran, I shrugged my shoulders. I kicked his shoulder in the air and circled back through the air.

This pose is close to a trick, but your body is light. I'm already dancing to the rhythm.

A dance that mocks a duel results in killing the opponent. I just danced along my favorite waltz 13 times.

Ping!

My life stood on the ball. I can't believe you pushed an axe through a window blade to find a way to dance.

You bend your head and slap the spear from above.

Boong!

I saw the axe dodging, but I didn't stop.

Boom!

With the sound of the floor exploding, you use that rebar to draw across the window. This was faster than changing direction with the middle force.

Boom!

For the first time since the battle, the axe is slammed against the side and bounces off.

The moment the axe swallowed up his screams and groans and stepped on the ground, his movements changed as well.

Heave.

Knights use dashes to narrow their spaces. The axe was faster than that.

The Hand Axe has a short range of attack. One of the ways to make the most of that range is to use your feet.

Boom!

The sound of him treading the ground is too late. Immediately after hearing the sound, his axe blade was already in front of him.

If I show you the truth, the axe will not die. With Vise, you'll recover. After more experience levels were met, my body's senses became more sensitive.

I was more sensitive than when I got the vice. Are the benefits of the clarity of the senses the only thing you can hear and see well?

I have not yet reached the level of over-human on the fourth floor, but I was able to arbitrarily lift my limits.

That's why we can still see the axe blade falling fiercely and do what we think.

Power that can be seen to accelerate all senses in an instant, over-humans holding flying arrows with their bare hands, and momentarily peering into the superhuman phase.

That's the best I can do.

I put my spear through the crack of time and clenched my fist.

Lie!

Phew! Phew!

The air gathered between the two and dispersed.

“Cough! Cough! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The collapsed axe vomits blood, rolling several times on one side.

I think I hit him a little harder. I'm not in complete control, either. My right elbow was frowning.

“Are you alive?"

Let's ask.

“Cough!”

You cough and answer. The axe lies bare with a red forehead.

Approaching the side, he closes his eyes and opens his mouth.

“Why do you wanna know my name? ”

I sat by the fluffy side and replied.

“Just.”

Plunder of the South? You can actually wipe it out by force. I have that power now.

Stupidity of a past life? If such stupidity existed, there would be only one or two things to rob of.

I just didn't want him to lose his leg because he loved Lind.

I wanted to stop Royce from being tested for pulmonary disease. I knew the axe would be harder than that. I can only surmise his duties, his pain.

If he had left the battlefield on the fifteenth day, I would never have asked him the name of the axe. But he stayed.

So, what happened to Dougie was just a precaution. I wanted to help the axe standing next to me.

“My name is Enrid. ”

It was a moment of success for me. The Southern woman who abandoned her name gave her name.

Names are sacred to Southern women. Abandoning its name meant forgetting its roots. But in the end, you will find your place again and die screaming your name.

I knew it. So I don't intend to.

“If you need a place to lay your roots, I will be your land. ”

This will be your home, your home, my sword.

I said so.

“My name is Enrid. ”

He spits the same words and raises his body. I look down, and I kneel quietly.

“Born in the south, I lost my roots and abandoned my name, but now I speak my name again. ”

He opens his mouth in the Southern language.

“Only in the middle can you gather my chieftain, his name is Chris. I am the last and only breathing hawk without wings."

Honestly, I couldn't have known everything he meant.

But I realized the authenticity of the words.

And I knew in my past life that he was wrong.

“You're not alone. ”

The axe nods as if to understand.

Son, I'm not saying I'm alone. He believes he's the only survivor.

I was curious about his duties, so I investigated the town on the border.

The southern woman in the village was a remnant of another tribe that had been violently dispersed in a unified war before the Confederacy was formed.

The Southern egg I was waiting for was a battle between the remnants of that tribe and another.

He wasn't really alone.

Every family without wings didn't die. I was going to let him find them.