From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

"Up!"

Scream.

Augrad's heart cries out. The man is frightened enough to shake his hands, but he spits into his stomach, trying not to show any discomfort.

Oken's men are like that. Even before they died, they were mortals with fist-blowing skills.

It wasn't that I wasn't afraid. The trembling hand proved it.

Someone grabs his trembling hand from behind. I felt warm.

An old man with wrinkles on his face.

“It's okay. I'll just go. ”

According to Old Woman, a group of monsters with fangs protrude from their green heads.

The man who survived dug through the underground bunker looks out the door.

I didn't see them shouting "Up." I didn't hear them thumping.

He looks around and comes out.

Smoke rises from all over the half-destroyed village and a bloody man stabs him in the nose.

“Son.”

You hear the old man's voice behind you.

“Damn, damn. ”

The man looked around instead of answering. Like a man living in Oken, Eastern Continent, he was the owner of a large and thick muscle.

And the vigilantes in this town were at least men who fought better than him.

They lie on the ground in cold corpses.

I felt like I was going to burst into tears.

They fought the Orcs, the losers of the Eastern Continent.

At least until now, there has been an unequal struggle. I mean, I've managed to stop a small army of Orcs and monsters.

"Where did that come from? ’

A friend dies and a lover dies. There were no survivors in the village.

“Mother.”

The man turns and calls out to the old man. He thought of what he would do.

“I have to tell the city. ”

The old man nods. I didn't have to ride all the horses to die. The man tied his shoelaces tightly.

He bites his lip, looking for tears to flow. The blood from my chapped lips lifts my mind.

I had to inform the city of the Orc raid.

The Oken continent, called the Eastern Continent, among other things, happened at the far eastern end.

It took months to get to the central continent.

It was also just when Chris arrived in the city of Palmer.

* * *

In the thirty-nine years, in my memory, eight doors were not so prosperous. Running. I saw it after it crashed.

I didn't know the country looked this good, though.

“Are you getting on? ”

The wagon nods at the question.

The wagon drops the silver coin into my hand and looks at the ground.

‘That's fantastic.'

Just like you wiped it down. It wasn't carved into the soil, it was carved into a stone.

The shape of a country called Palmoon continued long to the left and to the right.

That's how the country looks, so of course you've had difficulties moving supplies or logistics.

We'd need a line that connects one end of the city to the other.

The result was this.

It was made of stone, one line connecting the eight major cities.

This road allows wagons to move around in the rain.

It was a path called ’The Walking Way.’ He said that the sections that are really well cleaned will also be paid for the toll.

"I'm hungry."

From Count Fraunmut to Count Ludwig, it should be effective enough.

Moreover, he regularly operated wagons between cities and paid for the road use.

I made extra money without stopping to make my way.

‘I'm amazed at who comes out of whose head. ’

Well, I kind of figured out who did it.

The work of foreigners, who have lived on this earth for a long time, is melted in the country of Palmun.

Once inside the Eid Gate from the direction of Sercado, Wolves' great city was the first city.

It's been two months since we passed that city.

It was a ridiculous speed.

‘Maintained roads and wagon industry. ’

In a remarkable harmony, he ruled half of the country in just two months.

Of course, I had to use Doubloons as water, and I used to sleep in the wagon.

Even so, I couldn't help but try to reduce my time as much as possible.

My body is now tens of times stronger than the first fifteen times, so I did not feel severe fatigue from this.

I'm not riding a horse. I'm in a wagon.

If there was a way to climb the middle mountain, I also climbed a pumpkin.

I arrived with less time.

“Emilanun.”

The capital of eight city gates.

The city of the royal family, Emilanun, was eight families loyal.

At noon, the sun shines on the outskirts of the city. You see a wall of brown stones.

The brown wall, that was the symbol of the city. There was a hole for the mid-wall shooters and a spire that was high to the left and to the right.

In fact, there have never been a few battles in history here, but the defenses have always been strong.

With that strong wall surrounding the whole city, it's hard to guess the labor it takes to make that.

The diurnal temperature variation was severe, so it would be cold at night, but it was a moderately warm day.

It was all smashed and collapsed.

I dug through the ground to see if anyone had left any treasure behind.

“Seeing that you're fine, do I have to tell you that your feelings are new? ”

“What?"

The horseman asked.

“Nothing. ”

I sent him away, and I looked at the City of Slugs.

I came several times before the regression. At that time, it was not like this.

He was one of the damned nations with Sercago.

“Let's do better this time. ”

I muttered to myself. Palmun was Sercado's enemy, but this time it had to be different. At least I had to write a different history from my previous life.

That way neither of you will survive the carnage.

I took a step into the city. From now on, things were being sorted out in my head.

* * *

On the eighth gate was one wise man.

He had green eyes, which he used to call the 'green eye sage’.

The wise man suddenly appeared ten years ago and entered the palace to prove his abilities.

“Clean roads and stone them, and logistics will be active. ”

The Gold family, one of the eight families, saw the wise man's virtue.

Thanks to that, their business prospered greatly.

“Do you know the Pilgrim of Lineslot? If you want to grow swords, send a pilgrimage. It will be a pilgrimage for the sword, not for the gods. ”

The Black Lion family worshipping swordsmanship has always tried to find a new path.

In the words of the sage, they were able to set a new path.

They thanked the wise.

“Are you happy hiding? Proper fame will make you greater. ”

The green slaughterhouse family that makes assassination and poison its primary weapon, thanks to the sage's advice, has earned the continent a formidable reputation.

I have never known a stranger in my entire life, but I have the power to make people tremble even when I hear their names.

They made a wise man a member of their family.

The wise man with the green eye was also good at strategy and tactics.

He proved his worth against a small group of combatants who live in the mountains to the north.

I advised the king on how to build a disease and build an army.

This led to the birth of ten thousand fighting men, and one day he stood beside the king.

“Take down Sercado and see if you can move on." ”

He called for a war with Sercagado.

Around this time, the Green-Eyed Wise Man was considered to be the lion of the new lineslot they believed in.

“A wise man wants war. ”

The rumor alone was enough to convince someone to go to war.

Ten years ago, that's how he started the war with Sercago.

Ten years from now.

If it was long, if it was short, it was short. The foreigner with the green eyes had suddenly become indispensable in his arms.

The wise man's name was Arth Jungberry.

“Ser Asth, I find it difficult to retaliate against that fortress now. ”

The king of Palmoon said.

Sorte Eight. From the Blue Dragon family, a legitimate king recognized by the eight families.

“What do you think? ”

Asjungberg asked.

“I've lost many talents in the battle ahead. I think it's time to conserve our strength. ”

The wise man with the green eye bends his head to the side.

It was a private position, not a battle. Steam rises over the cup of tea in front of him.

Before the tea got cold, the two of them got to the point, and there was no hard talk.

“I'm telling you this for your own good. Begin the battle, Your Grace. How can you sleep with Sercado in front of you? ”

In the green eyes, the king pretended to consider the words of the wise man who had sufficiently wrinkled his face.

“As a messenger of the Rhineslots, I speak. ”

I even got into God's hands.

“How do you oppose the Blue Dragon and the Gold? ”

The king replied after much thought.

“Give the order by the king's authority. ”

“A king's authority is to maintain the consent of his heir. ”

The king was weak. No, weak.

The green-eyed sage, Arth Jungbury, did not blink even at the attitude of the king.

“Are you really going to stand by the evil Sercado? ”

The king sweats cold.

“I'm dying to hear what you have to say. ”

“I see.”

The wise man retreats. He rises from his seat, setting an example, and leaves the reception room.

The king glances back at the teacup left where he left off.

Soon after, he called the maid and cleared out the tea cups and refreshments.

Both tea and refreshments were silent.

* * *

It was right after I went into Emila's eyes. Someone called me from the alleyway.

This was the center beyond the front yard of Armstrong. I already told you I'd show up through Yabrian.

You're the guy from the meet.

The opposing Pokémon steps into the alleyway and asks.

“Is that right?"

The central continent speaks the same language, but accents vary slightly from country to country.

His accent was somewhat robust.

“That's right."

It was a dark alleyway where there was no light.

The man who summoned me looks away and opens his mouth.

“Are you sure? ”

Neither dark blue hair, nor black hair, so I was able to draw water.

I had to find out.

So I didn't stop the opponent from working.

“I heard that……."

The opposing Pokémon pulls out their horses, turning their hands back and reaching forward.

It was a pretty good trick. I watched the blade fly towards me and grabbed it with my fingers, being careful not to cut it.

It's close to a trick, but the man is not surprised.

“It's real.”

I was more convinced of my identity and surprised than I was holding a dagger with my bare hands.

“Yes. I'm Chris Fraunmoont. If you want a good bed and a good steak, or if you need a proper inn, why don't you let me know? ”

“You have a lot of courage. ”

The man asked admirably.

My liver. Best on the continent. So is acting.

The man looked at my hair and my eyes alternately.

“It was originally dark blue hair...."

“If I cross the border as I am, I'm right." I came off the record. ”

I said, the man nodded. And then he led me right to it.

Emilanun, the largest and largest city on the central continent, was unable to see properly because of the windswelling of the alleyways.

All I could see was a statue and a fountain of pissing men on a mountain.

He imitates the image of God, Rheinslot, who is the Lord of this faith, so he will not be a stench.

“This way.”

According to Jabrian, it was the Gold family who actively took part in my proposal.

"Merchants want peace more than war. ’

Of course, I don't know if the Gold Family of Palmer really wants peace.

And it was the Blue Dragon Family that stopped the war.

A family that uses spears as its main weapon, one of the pillars of Armor.

Glaive, Trident, Spear, Javelin.

The Blue Dragon family used all kinds of spears.

Even though Abel the Spear of the Spear is the best, the Blue Dragon Family is the most diverse.

“This way.”

A man led me outside the fortress to a shabby house.

The hinges rust on the outside and scream quite a bit, but the door opens without a sound.

I went inside and blocked the window with a curtain or an old cloth, so the light didn't come out well.

I went inside in case of an ambush.

This was the only way I could do it, and it was the best I could do it, so I just stepped out, not that it wasn't dangerous right now.

I felt the weight of the necklace on my neck and did not slow my guard down.

Outwardly, of course, I walked aloud, with my mouth.

“What, so dark? ”

I complained.

“You didn't grow up here, did you? I think it stinks in here. ”

I pretended to look around and waited for my eyes to settle.

Yesterday, I saw a chair sitting in front of me, and I saw a man sitting there.

He stared at me with a furious look.

“Fire.”

It was the voice behind him.

The man who guides me slaps the flint and lights the lamp.

No, you don't carry warmstones and torches where the fate of a country will be ruled.

It'll be a lot easier to light a fire than a flint.

As the lamp lit, I saw a man sitting in a chair, and a man in a mask, and a man holding a blue spear next to him.

Now, I expected to meet the head of the Blue Dragon family.

However, the man who looks like that household looks just like him. Gaju was facing himself as a escort.

“How do you do?”

The man with the lamp frowns as he greets you.

As I take a quick look at him, the man in the chair twists his legs.

“Chris Fraunmoont? ”

The arrogance of my voice came into my mouth.

“But?”

“Speak up. ”

The man in the window said.

“Are you really here alone? ”

The woman next to him said. Because of the mask and the cloak on top, it would have been difficult to distinguish between gender if it wasn't for the voice.

I started noticing things as I looked at them.

‘Look at this. ’

I heard that rumor in the 39 years.

The former king of Armstrong is quite a nuisance.

Did he tell you he's been hunting Orcs his whole life to unravel the dead?

He called for revenge before he rebuilt his country, and even formed his own mercenaries.

I've never met him, but I've heard the rumors.

When he was king of Armor, he was called the King without Power because he was weak.

Since I became a mercenary, I have been called the King of Meaningless.

He was determined to live as a murderer who killed Orcs.

Not yet, of course. This could be the time of the Unsullied.

“Nice to meet you. Your Majesty.”

I respectfully set an example.

I didn't expect to see you here, but there's nothing to be embarrassed about.

Rather, the quicker the story, the better.

“Nice to meet you, too, my dearest duc. ”

The king said.

I listened to his words and recalled the king of Cercado. Well, compared to Edric, it was a cute pout.

If Edgar had been in this situation, at least he'd be, like, "Oh, you're the one who wants to die." ’I would have said something.