From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

In the spring of 898 Central Continental Power, theologian Darlene Pacher said.

“God may not actually exist. ”

The words of a theologian who had lived with God for sixty lifetimes shocked many.

And the following year, 899 Summer Continent.

Darn Pacher said in the city where God's punishment had broken out.

“God exists. ”

He saw the wrath of the fallen god without magic, magic, or any sign, and wrote a poem there.

He used thunder as an instrument to sing the storm and poured rain in between.

God only played, and His relentlessness descended upon man in the name of despair.

Ah, this is an orchestra, an anthem filled with the wrath of God.

* * *

‘Before summer comes, I will cross the fortress of Wolves. ’

For decades, Sercago's army has never crossed the Wolves' stronghold, not since the encounter of the two nations, namely Sercago and Palmoon.

“Yes, that's good. I accept your challenge. ”

Fedora Wolves dispatched troops to the fort, more defensive than usual, and even requested reinforcements from her home country.

The number of people who could live within the fortress was limited, so they called in reinforcements and stationed in another city a day away.

Everything was perfect.

Nevertheless, Fedora sent a cursing letter beyond provocation.

Towards the man who is confident he will cross the first gate of the Wall of Wolves.

‘Let's see how you react.'

He said he would cross over, so he would try everything. If I had something prepared, it would leak everywhere.

The opposing Pokémon doesn't see any reaction to his letter. I did not reply, of course, and did not take any action.

What are we doing? ’

“Deputy.”

“Yes."

“Bring me all the operations Sercado has attempted so far. ”

There must be an answer in there.

Fedora heard their declaration of war and was worried there might be troops heading over the mountains towards her home country.

That's why I put knight-grade power there, adding more guards to the back cliff.

“Call reconnaissance to your home country. ”

The Forest Keeper family in Armstrong searched and searched the White Bone Mountains, but nothing changed.

What are you thinking? ’

I'm curious about the other party, Fedora. The user steps forward in the morning to look around and senses the opposing Pokémon's movements every day. By the time his face was blackened in the summer sunlight, Fedo concluded.

‘Bravo.’

“You little mole. ”

It was just a quarrel, a prank on myself.

“I had no intention of coming in the first place! ”

If you have any intention of raiding this fortress, you should gather an army. However, a man named Chris Fraunmoont did not notice a hint of that.

He still rests on his own ground and remains motionless.

"Paltis, the man who defeated you is a bluffing liar! ’

The Weiss Knights Paltis Wolves are endorsed by the whole family.

During the previous invasion of Sunset Hyde by Pfalmun, he was defeated and barely made it back alive.

The name of the opponent who defeated him was Chris, and the name of the man who agreed to raid the keep this time.

And around that time, it started to rain.

Shoot!

It was an unprecedented rainstorm.

“It rains a lot. Lord Fedora.”

“What the fuck does that have to do with rain? ”

He was a knight who boasted of the strength of his body. Ignoring the deputy's words, he takes a deep breath of rain, but doesn't move quickly.

When he returned to his quarters and washed himself in hot water and entered his quarters, the woman who runs the small shop within the fortress welcomed him.

“Hello?”

She was a good friend at night and a creepy woman who paid attention during the day.

“Wine.”

A woman who loosened her curly brown hair in his words takes out a cup and pours a red liquid into it.

Gulp.

I took a sip of it and opened my mouth, hugging a woman named Pedo's waist.

“Sercado's coward attacked this place, and then he hid. ”

The woman places her hand on Fedora's chest and replies.

“The Wolves' fortress has never been taken over by the enemy. ”

Everyone in the fortress knew about it.

‘Take all you want. I'll stop them. ’

Fedora, who emptied two bottles of wine that day and sweated alongside the woman, fell into a deep sleep.

In the dream, he was chased by a screaming monster.

‘You care too much. ’

I knew it was a dream, and I thought I was having this dream because I had spent too much time preparing for the enemy raid.

Kwa-ah!

The scream of the monster rings not only in your ears, but your whole body.

“Whoa!”

When I woke up from my dream of that sound, the woman next to me said with a pale blue face.

“Rice, lightning. ”

Fedora opens her eyes and looks out the window.

The blue light flashed and filled my eyes. At the same time, thunder rang from the sky and it rained.

He can't even blink, because the thunder is so clear to his eyes.

The Citadel Spire is struck by lightning and appears to have collapsed midway through it.

Dedd.

Crazy rain and wind were pouring all over the place. The window frame trembled and soon burst and the glass shattered.

“Gaaaaaah!”

Soon after, he heard the screams of the woman who spent the night with him.

Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Screams are buried in the thunder.

Fedora blew through a window and grabbed her bed leg so she wouldn't fly away. The screaming woman flies away, her head smashing into the wall and her waist folding in half.

Unfortunately, the window breaks and the back hangs from the open door. I couldn't hear the sound, but I could tell without checking for a broken back. Immediately, the body was swept away by the wind and slammed into the door a few times and flew out the window.

Fedora couldn't let her guard down.

When he regained consciousness, he was caught up in this violent storm.

“Ahhhhhh!”

Fedora slams like a scream and slams toward the door, grabbing the threshold and holding on. Soon, the bed he was holding floated away.

I barely opened my eyes and looked outside, and there was a whirlpool of people in the dark, holding horses, pick-ups, etc. and raising the sky high.

‘God.'

Fedora Wolves' eyes were filled with only the sight of storms and storms destroying Wolves' fortress.

* * *

Kuaaaaaa!

The rain started pouring because it wasn't long after we left. The group that left with me initially thought it would be easier to get to the fort because of the rain.

At least that's what Lind said and nodded in agreement.

In the beginning, the group goes silent.

No, I opened my mouth and couldn't hear a word.

It's not a bomb.

It wasn't raining, it was pouring water. It was like walking through a waterfall.

As I walked like that, my horse naturally disappeared.

The oiled cloak bounces off the rain and immediately gets wet.

I'll last a long time.

We walk through the rain like a waterfall, bruised by the rain that falls on ordinary people.

Lind grabs me in the middle and shouts to my ears.

“Going through this rain? ”

I shouted very loudly, but it rained.

Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Thanks to Harmony, the thunder from afar, the horses are cut off.

Still, it wasn't hard to understand.

“We have to go now! ”

I shouted in his ear.

Walking like that, soon the wind was very strong. Rainfall so bruised, winds so breathless, and thunderstorms that burst without rest.

‘Do you feel like dying? ’

Unfortunately, you don't have enough time to look at the group's faces. I also barely kept the lead on foot.

No matter how great Pass Finder was, walking this path was clearly suicide.

Darkness ate away his son-in-law in the daytime, and as Pacher later said, God's ruthlessness was hitting the ground.

If I was just a pass finder, I wouldn't be walking this path.

"To Weiss Knight. ’

It was able to withstand.

Even when the wind shook, it held the center low and walked, and even if the storm hit the body, it was only as long as it lasted in a strong body.

I was the lead, followed by the order of Lynd, Alice, Lois, Jen Reed, and Digo.

I stood in line, not widely to the left and to the right. After walking for a long time and walking again. The blue light of the lightning now pierces my eyes.

I know you can't fathom how much time has passed, but I've been keeping track of time in my mind.

I also knew this moment was an opportunity for me, apart from the situation on my way to attack the fortress. I don't know about the others, but at least this march in the storm has given me an opportunity to cultivate my individual abilities.

What is the element that feeds the vice of the night?

‘Combat, polarity, training, experience. ’

All of it.

Funnily enough, I could hear the artifact's voice all the way through the storm and through the thunder.

[Vise Skill: 34]

I've heard the sound of skill rise three times already.

Vise's skill was not as ambiguous as his spear or swordsmanship.

I was able to intuitively know this because I divided each stage based on the tower I was built by a previous scholar.

Ten units on the first floor, twenty units on the second floor, thirty units on the third floor.

When I entered the forty units, it would be real from then on.

Originally, I was going to break down the fort and come back and practice vomiting blood to get up to the fourth floor.

But given the situation, I didn't have to.

Vice shudders in defiance of nature's raging wrath. When the foot was shaking, it moved with the foot, and when the center was shaking, the vice was headed towards the center of the body.

Just walking was enough for Weiss to react.

‘What is this? ’

It was not in the book I had obtained, but it was not from someone else.

Just as I focused on where Weiss was hurt, I felt like I was helping him follow his will.

Weiss, named Tempest Tower, was helping me on my way.

As you walk like that, you pause, and my group stops naturally. I reached for my back.

Lind grabbed my hand. I put my finger on Lynd's palm and wrote a letter.

With the sensitivity of Weiss Knight, it was a very recognizable letter in this storm.

Alert.

Lind delivers it to the group in the same way, and we make our way back through the storm.

I opened my eyes and somehow looked between the darkness and the wind and the rain, and soon gave up.

‘Forget what you see. ’

I opened my ears instead.

I started to hear another sound mixed in fine detail.

Kwaw.

And I pulled the window down on the ground just in case it was a lightning rod.

Boom!

You hear no sound, but the feeling is held true to your fingertips.

It was part of the wreckage that flew through the storm. It was evidence that we were getting close to the fortress.

The knights behind me also managed to avoid or bounce off the debris. Once again, it was the front of Wolves' fortress that led us there.

I can't see it, but I painted it in my head. I have carved a path so far into my head and thought of a map.

A broken spire, a broken fortress, soon settles in my head.

After a few steps, a splashing lake emerges.

No, it's just a pool of water. It just rained so much that it became a lake.

The entrance to Wolves Fortress is relatively low.

Rain falls and rain strikes the earth. The winds and rainy fortresses were destroyed, but the place where they had been buried was fine.

As I first calculated, I just found a way into the keep.

There were no errors.

I turned around and tried to block my nose with my hands. The lightning flashes and shows my face to the party.

Swimming with wet clothes and weapons won't be easy, but maybe that's what we've been training for.

Soon I entered a freshly formed pool of water. When my body was deep and submerged, the water was calm.

There was neither rain nor wind.

I immediately started bradycarding without even checking the group following me.

The muddy water makes my vision dizzy, but I carried the bluish out forward as a lamp.

Though the faint blue light did not illuminate the whole area, it still gave me enough light to understand.

As I was going along, I immediately saw the gate of the fortress, which was halfway through the iron bars of my eyes.

‘The calculations are a bit wrong. ’

I calculated I was going to break this door down, but it was already broken.

This was the only error in the plan.

We snuck into a fortress sacrificed to the orchestra of the merciless god, at a moment when no one in the fortress could know.