From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

It was Rachel who was bleeding.

Nothing has changed since I shouted her name here so quickly.

I calmly check that the maid on the wall fainted and close the door.

Then I called Rachel.

“Rachel.”

“I've been stabbed. ”

Lady Diaz said.

“I'm fine.”

There is a blade in Rachel's shoulder that raised her body. The blood didn't spill, but it was enough to wet Lady Diaz's clothes.

“Are you all right?”

Asked Diaz, she wakes up. In the meantime, Rachel points her ear at the door instead of pulling out her blade.

“I'm not hurt. ”

After listening to Diaz, Rachel turns around and slaps her ear on the door.

“Soldiers are coming. ”

“Step back. ”

This lowlife is a real piece of work. He was prepared just in case.

He was a good monarch, but he couldn't help but acknowledge his readiness.

Twin girls with abilities. After that, he was an assassin hiding on the ceiling.

"Hmm."

If someone asks me if I have a grudge against a servant, I will say no.

‘It's not grudge, it's silicical. ’

“Come here. ”

And Rachel couldn't be my person.

Then why am I annoyed?

“I can take it. ”

“Quiet.”

You grab her shoulder with your left hand and pull out the blade with your right hand.

Rachel didn't moan.

Next to him, the dice drum and duvet are torn.

I pressed down on it with a blanket because the blood was oozing out. The blanket soon turned red.

I pressed a duvet with one hand, looked at Rachel's complexion with my eyes, and chewed some herbs out of my chest with my mouth.

My mouth froze.

“Intruders!”

“Upstairs!”

“Where did these bastards come from! ”

I heard some chatter downstairs.

“The enemy is coming. ”

Rachel told me I didn't have time for a cup of tea for a long time, but that was enough.

I glued a chewed herb to the wound with my mouth.

"Hmm."

Rachel, a trained assassin, groans.

“Hold on.”

He said, wrapped around the herb with a torn duvet and tied it tightly. It'll stop the bleeding somewhat.

Proper treatment will be done later.

Rachel swallowed a groan. I hear the sound of thumping up the stairs.

Rachel's forehead shows cold sweat.

“You okay?"

Daiz asks. Rachel nods.

“Come back. ”

If I stood at the door, I'd be laughing at 50 soldiers on my own.

“Is that all of them? ”

Diaz asked in an uneasy voice, and Rachel and I did not answer.

With a bang, the door opens, and I grab the short sword that was in the hands of the corpse assassin.

Tak.

There was no dance to mock the duel or dance to waltz 13.

Puck!

I just stabbed him.

“This……."

The first man falls to the ground with a blade to his throat instead of running. I killed him and drew a shortcode up and down towards him.

Drum!

“Huff!"

Two men fall and block the entrance. I use it as a shield to hide behind and swing my sword.

A short blade pierces and slashes the enemy's flesh between the doors.

I wasn't climbing up the tower because I was afraid of the 50 soldiers in this tower.

‘Restricted places, enemies can only come sequentially. ’

If it's one-on-one there, you will never lose to fifty people in a row.

I've climbed the tower, anticipating the situation. I couldn't leave without past fifty soldiers anyway.

I even let a few soldiers escape on purpose.

‘A messenger to Wheal Kern. ’

They will run away and report to the servant and Whelken will be by his side.

The quickest way to get information is to stay by her side without moving a hundred daggers.

He must be taking the eyes of his servant as well.

“Come out! I'll take care of you. ”

It was the conquest of the Ludwig Knights.

I pushed the body out of the barricade and stepped outside the door.

“Slowly.”

I told him to go first, then follow me when he has no enemies. Rachel understands perfectly.

“Where am I?! ”

The knight rushed in and said, He's the one with the mace in one hand, and he comes running, swinging it from top to bottom.

Even Vise Knight would have blown his head off.

I had no intention of stepping down. There was no room to back off.

I stepped forward and got halfway through it with a cotton, not a shortsword's day, before the knight's iron fall.

You'll break it if you take it with your blade.

I knew it was made of solid iron at a glance.

Boom! Boom!

The blade is cracked, but not broken. If I'd just blocked the stomach a little bit, it would have broken.

I sever the opposing team's grip with my fist.

Puck!

“Aah!"

A couple of the knuckle bones would be broken. The knight misses the mace, and the soldier standing behind stabs through the spear.

The spear twists and avoids, and the falling mace is gently picked up by the top of the foot and lifted back up.

As the iron mace rises, the window flies in front of your face again. You bend your head, then snap your neck and grab the spear between your shoulders and your neck.

I had the mace in my hand before the soldier pulled out his spear with all his might.

I hit the pole with it.

Qajik!

The spear is broken, and you throw it in front of you after holding it in half.

Boom. Boom!

A soldier who lost his spear died, and in the meantime, a soldier's head exploded on a swing of mine.

Blood and bribes were sprayed against the wall.

“Ugh!"

The knight who lost his mace tried to pull out the sword of the waist dance with his bare hands, and I kicked him in the jaw with my bare feet.

I didn't know he was going to kick here. He got beaten up and fell backwards.

It was a pointless murder.

Boom!

I slammed the iron mace against the wall, looking at the soldier who stood in my way.

The stone cracks and crumbles, and the pieces plummet to the ground. It was already five steps away from the door.

The soldiers are overwhelmed and unable to say anything. I opened my mouth to them.

“Those who want to live, leave. ”

Rachel and Diaz stand behind me. I didn't check her face because I knew she'd be surprised without seeing her face.

I just wanted you to be safe.

As the soldiers stagger back, the man appears to be a knight behind you.

“You're just going to walk away from one! Who are you? The honor of Ludwig, do not turn away from the honor of the walls! ”

I wanted to call it the moon, but I was forced to.

“Do not dishonor the walls! My name is Chris Fraunmoont! I have kept the last of Earl van Ludwig and have inherited the name of the Wall on this earth, and I am the Weiss Knight who will kill you all. If you truly want to fight with honor, stand on the battlefield. Don't rot in a cell holding a woman! ”

“Don't waste your breath! ”

“You."

You point your finger at the chattering knight. It wasn't a familiar face.

I know the face of the Ludwig Knights very well, but I have no idea.

“Come and prove your honor first. ”

The knight kept his mouth shut, I said.

“Stay back! Don't risk your life for this! Don't fight the vice knights! ”

Someone shouts ferociously from behind.

It's a familiar voice. I see a happy face after a group of soldiers.

Mecoy. The one who was picking on me when I went to escort out the former three sons of bitches.

Once a Squire, now a knight in shining armor.

I thought you had a bad feeling about me.

“Can you take responsibility? Lord Mecoy?"

The Ulcer Knight said: Mecoy glances at him and says,

“If you die with honor first, I will follow you. ”

The Ulcer Knight shuts up.

“Everybody out! ”

Mecoy shouts, leading the troops.

But he didn't like me.

After sending them all out, Mecoy makes his way.

“I'm sorry to see you in a place like this. Baron Fraunmut.”

He turns with it. He was definitely an enemy to me, but his eyes and actions showed favor towards me.

In other words, this favor was like respect.

“He seems like a nice guy. ”

Diez said in the back.

“A knight is like a soldier in some ways. It doesn't matter that one person is a good person. because you have to follow the orders from above. ”

I set out with the horses on the path of the soldiers.

It was about saving it. Getting out wasn't about saving it. I could see the wheelchairs, the canoes, and the fox running right in front of me.

“Shocken.”

The dice mutter.

There's blood on her body, but she's not hurt. Wheelken could see right through her breathing and movements.

Wheelken looks at the dice and shakes his hand. I was looking for something to say.

“Kill them all! ”

After that, you hear the servant's cry. No matter how urgent he is, Whelken has left his troops behind, and only three of them have made it.

No, I see a few hundred more nearby, but on the contrary, the troops brought by the servants are roughly 300.

That bastard, the underling, must have come in a hurry. You've gathered him well.

A few soldiers raise their bows. I retreated back into the tower.

I'm the only one who can stop it and avoid it, but Rachel can't hurt herself.

Canneruck and Fox follow me. The last of the wheelchairs come in, and the arrow plunges into the back of the door.

“Don't go in! ”

You hear Mecoy's voice again.

It was a reasonable judgment, not an attempt to help me.

“Soldiers sacrificed a lot! It's better to wait for it to come out and shoot arrows. ”

You've been studying a lot. Mecoy.

Yes, that's the right answer.

Once inside the tower, Wheelken looks at the dice and picks up his sword and sticks it into the ground.

“Knight Whelken, meet the Lady Diaz. ”

She was his mother, the lady he had to carry, the subject of the oath, the shackle.

And that shackle that forced him was about to be released.

“Hülken, Hülken, my son. ”

The red-headed lady hugs the red-headed knight.

The knight was silent. I didn't shed a tear.

I just quietly embraced her and raised my hand to hold her back.

“I won't let that happen again. ”

Wheelken's words contained an unprecedented weight. He would have protected it at all costs.

It was natural.

“What do you want me to do? ”

Canneruck leans against the window and looks out. I uncuffed Rachel, and I rebuilt the herb with my bare hands.

I couldn't even do a proper first aid.

Taking another look at the wound, Canneruck turns to look at the Wheelken.

It was a fact that some of them had to step up.

“Aren't the soldiers coming? ”

When I asked, Canneruck shook his head.

“We were unable to reach you. ”

“Why?"

“I was in a hurry to tell you that Lady Diaz was hurt. ”

“Ha.”

He doesn't trust me.

“I knew it was a hoax. Why don't you take responsibility?"

When I told Whelken, he quietly dropped his mother from his arms and said,

“Me?”

As soon as I heard that, my forehead was irritated with bloodstains.

Rachel was hurt, this situation, and the annoying look on her servant's face were all fine.

But this isn't it.

I shouted.

“Hülken Ludwig, where are you standing? ”

Everyone wanted to know what was going on in this situation.

“Is it enough to save your mother in front of you? ”

An invisible force echoes through the air in a blaring cry.

As you reach Weiss, you shout, the stone walls tremble and dust falls.

After a brief silence, the wheelchair quietly draws its sword from the ground and puts it into the sword.

He looked at me for a long time and said with complex eyes.

“...... My mistake, I apologize. Baron Fraunmund.”

Seeing Whelken taking a breath, I said,

“Go, lest your father's legacy vanish in vain. ”

Why Hülken beheaded his servant.

The servant wanted to be king, so he became a man of his own free will.

He was an old man who abandoned his country. It didn't happen now, but it was coming soon.

Whelken swore a knight's oath to his mother in Bolmo, and beheaded a servant who abandoned his country and took his share.

A knight who slashed his brother's head.

A knight who struck the head of an oath lord.

Whelken did the right thing, but not the right thing for a knight.

It was for the country and was a just sword, but the world called him a knight without honor.

That's why he killed himself.

I know that now.

And now I'm not gonna let Whelken die like that.