From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

“Kill me? ”

“I reacted to life. ”

“Trust me?”

“That's what I've been trained to do. ”

Such audacity. Sometimes a servant, sometimes an assassin who acts like a nobleman and kills people.

Of course, I was training to control my life, but you saw that and you just ran right into me?

“They say he was poisoned. ”

It was as if I had heard that the child next door was bitten by a dog.

“No way. ”

It was not a good way to talk. Even if I liked a woman, I could not feel the urge of the woman who came to kill me with a knife.

As she loosened her hands around her waist, Rachel stepped back. If I'd tried to kill you in the first place, I wouldn't have cut you up like that.

Oogway.

After breaking her neck, Rachel hid the dagger somewhere in her body. Then I put my hand deep into my chest.

“…… What's wrong?"

“This one.”

Oh, misunderstanding. What she gave you was a sapphire the size of a combination of two fingers.

“Quest fee?”

“They gave it to me as a gem. ”

“Well done.”

I still couldn't fully trust this assassin, so I pushed her out. This is what I told her to do because I couldn't let her play.

I asked you to be the first worker in the Information Guild, but you did what you were told.

‘Course I do. ’

Among the eight families of Eight Clans, the Assassin family was one of the first.

If there was an assassin in this area better than her, he would have brought a thousand gold with him.

Anyway, she did more than I expected. If there's anything she wants, it's enough to hear.

“Are all vice knights like you? ”

She asked. I wanted to answer that question faithfully.

“No."

She shakes her head and asks again.

“How is it different? ”

How do I explain this?

“Look at this one. ”

Why would Savannah poison me and hire an assassin? You thought you could take on our territory without me. If Digo and Jen Reed aren't there, they'll think it's worth a shot.

“This time?”

“Yes, you will. ”

Not enough to try, but I thought I might be winning by now.

* * *

“We won. ”

Baron Savannah mutters to himself. The spies planted in Fraunmoont share the same news.

The lord is down, and two of his knights are not coming out of the mansion. The cook seems to be dead, but what does it matter?

Baron Savenad believes he can defeat his opponent just by marching forward.

‘The Southerners will be caught. ’

He had two vice knights.

“I won't draw my sword unless I have someone to stand up to me. ”

Baron Savenad says he can't say anything decisively to him after he just led the troops into the yard.

After all, he was the Duke's knight, a position he couldn't take lightly.

“I'm here. My lord.”

Gerald steps forward, his son receiving a few skills in a short amount of time. I was really confident.

“Come.”

Bird Darwin approaches. His face on the horse, like a rat, was also dull today.

“Let's go.”

He steps forward.

His nobility was high in Darwin, but his strength was nothing compared to that of Baron Savenad. Where does noble power come from in the first place?

Bonsoil and power were the strength of the nobles.

Baron Savannah had the most troops in the area and the widest territory he owned. Behind him is a whistleblower.

Evidence suggests that the baron Sabenad was the chief who led them, as Edstine and the Duke's sword were with him.

“Jinn.”

To give you a brief command, nearly 500 soldiers have moved. A hundred separately trained cavalry led, followed by infantry, and lastly by a commander.

Their destination was Crown Mund territory. The baron was also preparing his defense for the Territory War.

And a messenger came running ahead.

“My lord!”

“Commander.”

Gerald glances at him and fixes the horse. Having joined the battle, Baron Savenad was Lord Commander.

“Yes, yes, yes. Commander.”

The messenger was extremely embarrassed.

“Speak.”

The baron steps in front of Gerald, a tree. The messenger takes a few breaths and opens his mouth.

“Baron Fraunmut's troops are here. ”

"Hmm?"

"Did you notice?"

In the baron's head, the faces of those who occupy Fraunmund territory are touched. I thought the guy with the pretty good head was on the other side.

‘Maybe he planted a mole. ’

If he did, he could do the same. The baron drives his horse forward.

As he drives his horse out, you see smoke rising before him.

Beacon Mounds?

“Crazy people.”

You hear one of the cavalry muttering.

“Huh."

Gerald kicked his tongue next to him.

“No way. ”

Darwin opens his eyes in shock. Baron Savannah is unable to open his mouth.

“Hey, you're late. ”

I saw a handsome man boiling stew in the lead. A dark blue hair and a dazzling blue spear, followed by a man like a bear and a man with an axe, were eating stew.

Chris, Digo, Jen Reed! ’

The baron is the most dangerous. Three of these are right in front of him.

“You beat my venom? ”

Don't be silly! The baron ignores Darwin. I've never been addicted in the first place.

How did you know? What about assassins? "

It was complicated.

Bam, bam. Bam, bam.

I can see Chris throwing something into the air and then grabbing it. It was a blue jewel reflecting sunlight.

It was too ripe for my eyes.

My Sapphire! ’

“Greetings, Baron Savannah. ”

Chris Fraunmoont smiles. When people passed by, they had a brain-dead smile to look back at, and the baron looked the most wretched in the world.

* * *

When would I come if I were the baron?

‘What are you waiting for? They'll be here any minute. ’

“They're coming.”

There was a very good scout on my territory. A Ranger who respects herbalists who gather herbs around him.

Those who led Murdock were the eyes of this land. It was too easy for him to find troops coming from one side.

Murdock went out at first light of day, and it didn't take me more than a few minutes for a report to get into Lind's ears.

“Let's go."

I thought it was about this time. This is the moment I die from an assassin who's begging for poison and can't publish it.

Even if I were your enemy, I'd go after you right now. My dead body will be shredded several times and justified for a good reason.

Digo and Jenryd take up their weapons and approach from behind. We went out of our way disguised as soldiers.

Fifty-two soldiers were all the men who came out to meet them.

I could have used the poison to kill all of my opponents, or dug a trap and carved out the troops.

‘Is that really necessary? ’

No. Baron Savenad did not need to spend his army gathered here.

Fight and you win. For a real battle, I would have gathered an army behind my back.

‘It should be about 500 people who should gather a lot. ’

Then I wouldn't have to move my troops.

No matter how much Baron Savannah raised the Marines, will they be able to compare them to the Unsullied?

It sounded like he had no chin.

My group and I move before sunrise to the west of Fraunmund territory.

“Have you had breakfast? ”

Looking back, Jenryd shakes her head.

“I called and came right away. ”

I didn't have time for breakfast. That's why I asked the soldiers to bring a pot.

Blessed ones who are well-prepared, I will personally boil stew for you.

I'm trying to make a living, but I don't want to starve.

“I'm hungry.”

Jelly said.

“Bring the pot! ”

Did I just bring a pot or did I start with firewood and bring everything I could eat carefully?

I started a fire, boiled water, put pork shoulder with blood in it, put herb powder and spices, and boiled my arms.

Soon after the scent spread, someone swallowed the saliva.

“Let's eat!”

You tuck the sapphire out of your chest, eating a generous pot of boiled stew.

‘It's not fake.'

I tinker with jewelry. Of course, I wasn't as good as the sculptor, Morra, who brought me here, so I decided to leave this to him.

For now, I have something to use.

“Coming.”

Lind, who was stuck behind without a word, approached and said. You see the soldiers tense.

There aren't too many of them coming from afar. There's no way you won't be nervous when you see the cavalry in the lead.

“Whew, I was trained by Tequila. I can handle anything. ”

The soldier mutters just behind me. Yeah, no.

If you run against the cavalry, you'll be lucky to live with one arm cut off.

But Savannah, where did the money come from? He even got the cavalry.

That's a hundred years.

“Hey, you're late. ”

He smiles and greets Baron Savenad, shaking his cheeks.

Why are you so excited when you see it?

I did more exciting things when I saw them muttering something. He picks up the sapphire, throws it up and grabs it.

Lind and the soldiers around me stare at me, wondering what they're doing, but they ignore me.

Now, hold still. There's something between him and me.

Bam, bam.

Every time I throw and receive a Sapphire, the Baron Savenad's expression crumples.

Five hundred infantry troops, including a small cavalry, followed by the nobles of the small army. Most of them looked familiar to me.

You greet the baron and wave to the others.

“How are you all? ”

Baron Savannah's gaze falls from Sapphire. Then he bit his molar tightly and said.

“Now you're stealing? ”

“Stealing?”

“It's a gem descended from our family! ”

If you used that as a commission, you bet all your money on this game. There's no way that guy's gonna back off.

If the poison fails and the assassination is in the clear, we cannot give up.

“Is that so?”

“A few days ago! The Southern women raided the farmhouse on our territory! On that note, Baron Fraunmund killed my messenger! I couldn't take it anymore. I brought my troops and I saw them stealing our family's treasures! I can stand trial for all of this! ”

Cadduk.

Oh, I can hear the teeth grinding here. Son of a bitch.

“As Lord of my land, I hold you personally accountable! ”

Is that what you call it? Well, maybe you should hear it from across the bridge. It was normal for a southerner to pillage, and I've got a whole bunch of them, so it should work.

He's a poison and an assassin, and without proof, he'd be a piece of shit.

“Hey, just say you want a salt mine. Son of a bitch.”

I laughed and said, After using poison and assassin, the man who came to see blood spreads his word.

“I didn't like you from the start. ”

Baron Savannah said. In front of him, Gerald Savannah steps forward.

His son, Weiss Knight.

I felt his momentum grow stronger than ever. Still not enough.

I remember the Vice Knight I saw when I was thirty-nine. If they tried to hide themselves, no one could gauge his skills, but if they were to blow hard, no one could ignore them.

‘If it really is vice night. ’

One hundred, more were possible. Why do you praise them as superhumans, and why do they change the battlefield game? I don't know yet. Sercado's pig-like nobles, who haven't had a proper war, don't know the true power of the vice knights.

I just heard it in a sentence, read it in a book, and heard it in my ears.

Only a year from now, there will be a real war, and those who see Vise Knight in action on the battlefield will finally feel fear and pee on them.

I was going to push it forward a little bit. When I had no talent, I just had to see them, and when I had no vice, I had to fight.

Once I was 15 again, I couldn't say I was completely powerless.

But it's different now.

“Alice.”

My Squire stands before me on my call. She flies a short blonde, pulling out her sword.

Chang.

A Baltic steel sword.

Techkill gave me the sword he saved. He won't miss it.

Alice was a real vice knight. Even if the sword in her hand was Ego Sword with a self, she would not be dissatisfied.

“A woman?”

Gerald looks at Alice and says:

‘Idiot. ’

Not a woman, a knight.

The real Weiss Knights are those with three things.

It is a "vice" that gives me superhuman reflexes and powers, a "technology" that can emit the vice, and finally a "flesh" that encompasses all of it.

Tequila trained the body, I gave her a vice, and she gained a sword in her efforts. Alice was vice knight.