From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

“Up!"

At the sound of battle, Red Nose recalls his childhood.

“Why do you have red nose? ”

“Why can't you smell it? ”

I was ignored because I had a slower sense of smell than any other Orc. I was born with a red nose that no other Orc has, and I was outwitted.

So I moved twice as hard.

The other Orc captured and killed the bear while it was killing the wolf, and the other Orc smashed the heads of twenty humans against ten.

So he became the Third Reich Warrior.

And now, after defeating the humans of the Eastern Continent, I was able to stand at the forefront of an epic blacksmith.

“I'm Red Nose!"

What a glorious moment to cry out his name with a shout.

“Up!"

Red Nose! Red Nose! ”

The followers shout after themselves.

With a thick axe, Red Nose kicks into the wolf's belly.

Grrr!

A wolf with long fangs, only on the Eastern Continent, crashes into the ground. They were strong enough to withstand the burning of large Orcs.

In front of you, you see light leaking out through the darkness. You can see the light reflected off the torches made by the humans and the gates opened.

How dare you!

They hide behind the wall, but they can't hold out much longer, and the collapse leaves the gate open.

Red Nose pulls the axe back as far as he can.

“Knng!"

He runs and snorts.

You see him riding a wolf across the street.

He was a follower of a great Orc.

I could see a thin spear stuck in the side that seemed to be broken when I tapped it.

Darkness did not become a hindrance to Orcs. Red Nose could see him clearly.

“Grrr!"

Red Nose vomits more ferociously than a wolf, and gives you strength to the arm that extends behind you. Blood rushes over the thick muscles of your arms.

He measured his distance like a great warrior and calculated the moment when his enemies would jump.

Red Nose instinctively knew. If you throw the axe forward in a few moments, his head will be crushed with the axe.

Soon there will be bribes and blood everywhere.

When that moment came to mind, the excitement was lifted.

‘Those who follow me will cry out my name again. ’

I will stand at the forefront, covered in the blood of my enemies, and slaughter Humans.

Red Nose's body moves up and down along the rhythm of the running wolf.

Red Nose swings his arm forward.

The axe cracks open the air.

Puck!

Immediately, the sound of rearing followed.

* * *

[EXP has increased.]

Experience level increased more rapidly than before.

Nothing is noticeable, but the voice in my ears is clear.

I ran with my spear up front. The pumpkin matches the speed of the armored chariot in the back.

It was just right.

The Darkness is out of sight, but there should be a group of Orcs running around.

Even in the dark, their nostrils are pierced and their reddened eyes are clearly visible.

“Up!"

I see the leader, screaming and running.

If I were your leader.

“I'm Red Nose!"

He who shouts his name was the leader of the enemy forces.

The beginning of a battle must always be decorated in glamour.

It was in the dark. In a situation like this, the more glamorous the situation, the better.

Even better if it has visible effects.

Pow, pow, pow! Smash!

The pumpkin lifts its body up and down in line with the speed at which it kicks the ground.

I never lost my aim like this.

Even the Orcs are riding on wolves.

‘The battle wolf. ’

A ferocious riding wolf, raised since childhood.

“Ow!"

The opposing wolf provokes with a cry. The pumpkin didn't answer.

I held on tight to the spear.

The moment the enemy approaches.

The pumpkin empowers its feet to hit the ground.

Suddenly, it accelerates, and the surrounding objects seem to push back. The wind knocked my face and pushed me away.

I leaned forward, but I would have heard it if I was careless.

With more resistance due to the rushing winds, the weight of the slaughtered mercenary approaches heavier.

In that state, I was able to brace my whole body.

The moment I felt something at the end of the spear, I passed him. As it was, my spear hurled down toward the next enemy.

Boom!

The sound of the air exploding behind me.

‘Spit.’

I didn't expect the pumpkin to hear the mumbling inside.

However, the pumpkin took the desired action at the moment of my desire.

Bloop!

A fiery gust of fire blazes out at the fierce wolf.

I saw the consequences of my charging. An Orc was pierced and died. Then the three nuts that followed were snatched, cut, torn, and burst on the spear of the dragon.

Glug-ug-ug!

A fiery flame burned the corpse of an Orc.

This light was a signal, a milestone.

An army of armored chariots rushes into my passage.

Kwakwakwakwa!

The sound of wheels rolling around the ground is as loud as thunder.

I slapped the side of the pumpkin without looking back.

“Go! Stop and we'll be torn apart, too! ”

It was no joke. That chariot unit was a straightforward monster assault squad.

* * *

Kiik!

The moment you hear that sound, the Nober Dragon rolls to its side.

Puck!

I heard it before I opened my eyes. I fell asleep for a moment, so my vision didn't recover right away.

Just training from childhood, and his sense of vice-night moves him.

The reflective curl was where his spear was placed.

With that in hand, I got up and backed off, while simultaneously swinging the spear like a figure of an arm (8) lying sideways toward the front.

Not so fast, but if you don't let the enemy get close, that's it.

As you dig in between, the Nober Dragon quickly bows its head.

Then I opened my eyes.

I was half lucky.

It was not easy to avoid the sting of poison flying out of this darkness, even with the vice knights.

‘Goblins.’

They appear to be affiliated by wearing leather armor.

‘It wasn't just Orcs. ’

Surprised, but not surprised by the Norver Dragon.

There was more urgent matters at hand.

“Queek!”

“Queek!”

'Seven.'

The three of them bite their mouths. It was obvious where the poison spit came from.

The Noble Dragon needed to stop the Goblin's poison sting at the same time as a notification of its crisis.

Tsk.

Breathe in and hold on, wake up Weiss. The engraving was with the wings of the back. It's called "Dragon Wing."

It was quick to spread the vice starting from the shoulders through the stomach and into the body.

“Hu-ah!”

The Nober Dragon shouted with that vision. As the air and voice were overlapping, it burst out in a loud voice, and the place shook violently.

“Queek!"

A surprised Goblin takes a deep breath into the canyon, choking and coughing.

The other two are stunned, unable to breathe into the canyon.

The Norver Dragon runs forward through the gap and reaches out its spear. You aim for the head of the man in front of you, slicing his spear open.

Puck!

As soon as I stabbed the first one in the neck, I pulled out the spear and swung it to the side.

A spear with a magic "Pain" cut off the three shoulders, chin, and chest.

“Queeeeeek!”

Screams erupt from their mouths. The Norver Dragon did not stop.

You raise your foot as it is, punching the man in the jaw trying to sober up and piercing the neck with the rest of the spear.

As soon as I try to kill them all and throw a spear at the last one, someone will appear behind the Goblin and split his head in half on the day of the Glaive.

The owner of the Gulave said with a puffy, cracked window blade stuck in his head halfway through.

“Are you all right?”

“Then how many goblins did you think would kill you? ”

A Pike Dragon. He drenches himself in sweat and kicks the goblin with his bare feet.

“Bastards."

“What's going on? ”

The Noble Dragon still feels no fatigue.

Rather, my head felt heavier.

I'd rather not sleep. I woke up in the worst way possible.

“I came as soon as I saw there were infiltrators. ”

“Walls?”

“I've entrusted it to the dragon. ”

“What about the Blue Dragon Knights? ”

“I was resting because there was nothing for the Knights to raid in the dark at night. ”

“A bucket.”

I suddenly have an idea.

“I thought the same thing about you on the way here, but you should be safe first. ”

The Noble Dragon does not move in a hurry. He knew his place well.

Don't let your knights and troops see you and feel anxious.

That was where he stood.

The Noble Dragon spears a dead Goblin and asks.

“Is that all? ”

“I'm sure they've dealt with the firemen on the other side. The Jude Dragon and some of the Knights moved. ”

“Not even a proper break. Head for the wall.”

As I just stepped out of the room, a loud shout echoed into my ears.

“Move! Move! Get out of the way! ”

The Norwegian dragon frowns and looks at the troops crossing the road.

Head to toe @

Armored chariot troops, led by two horsemen.

“...... I couldn't find a platinum shield. ”

Seeing Pike muttering, he doesn't hear the sound of running horses and chariots, and shakes his head pointing at his ears.

It meant I couldn't hear.

My ears were freezing.

Not while watching the troops go by like that.

The Noble Dragon points his finger at the wall and starts running. Followed by the Pike Dragon.

You can see two horsemen opening up in front of the road as the chariot troops pass by.

They were definitely allies.

There were two Blue Dragon Knights.

Even though I was fast, I couldn't keep up with the horses and chariots running at full speed.

It was best to follow after that.

As I was running, the Nober Dragon saw an open gate and the one standing in front of it.

No matter how dark the torch was, the owner of an unforgettable appearance was there.

Chris Fraunmoont.

The Noble Dragon climbs over the wall, watching the chariot run outside the walls.

The Elaire Dragon is staring outside without even knowing it's coming.

The Noble Dragon's gaze is upon you as well.

I can see one ally advancing in the dark.

The spear soon pierces the body of the Orc in the lead. They won't even be able to see properly.

He seemed to be in a daze.

It was a rough sprint. A needle hole appeared in the Orc horde after only one knight charged it.

“Orr! Hol-on! ”

Bloom between the screams of Orcs! The flame rises to the top.

Then all the soldiers saw.

The one who punctured the enemy's army. And the troops that follow.

The needle hole he created is turning into a large cave.

The Noble Dragon felt a sensation of excitement rising from his toes to his whole body.

It gave me goose bumps and I felt so strong in my hands.

You crushed the handrail without even knowing it.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwa!

The Orc Wave, if it was a wave, Chris Fraunmutt and his chariot troops were waterfalls against it.

There were two horseback riding lances made of iron, and the side of the trolley was full of sharp thorns.

As the chariot troops crossed the enemy troops, the Orc troops were smashed into pieces.

Broken and broken.

There was no one who could stop the chariot troops crossing.

The Orcs cut off their arms and legs. Troll troops of superior reproductive power are crushed on wheels and scattered on the ground.

And at the forefront was Chris Fraud.

“Shoot the prepared shooter first. ”

You hear the voice next to the Norver Dragon. It was a familiar voice.

‘Lynd Sonate. ’

The Knights of Fraunmoont. They use arrows to bluntly attack their enemies.

Instead, I took exactly what I needed from them.

The Orc has eyes that can adapt to cancer.

Then we need the same thing this way.

‘Sight.'

They all shot fire arrows.

Bloop.

A peacock knight fires a flaming arrow at the demonstration.

Ping!

Starting with the arrow he fired, the flaming arrows spill from top to bottom.

I didn't shoot at the enemy. I just shot him in the back to clear my sight.

The flaming arrows soon fall and fade away or vomit out a faint flame.

Glug glug!

Afterward, a large flame erupts as before and burns everything around it.

Soon, a great fire broke out behind them.

Burn what? ’

It was an Orc corpse.I don't know when it got there.

The Noble Dragon looks into the battlefield with respect.

He thought he could have that kind of courage too. But…… if you do, you will be free.

The courage to attack the Orcs alone? It was not courage, but utility.

What we do there when we are confident of killing our enemies and coming back to life is courage.

In the end, Chris Fraunmutt is coming back from the pack, riding on a wolf.

You can see the chariot troops circling gently behind them.

In the meantime, you can see two infantry troops fighting the incoming Orcs.

The chariot troops have not been able to resist.

‘Mace on both wings and centre. ’

Strategy and Tactics is a relaxing strategy.

Prevents enemies from spreading with their wings and smashes them in the middle with an iron mace.

The strategy itself was simple, but its implementation was not simple.

‘Destructive power suitable for the wasteland. ’

I replaced it with a tram. The infantryman with both wings strikes the enemy, not kills it, but does his best to hold on.

He shouts as he looks at the duc of Fraunmut, returning around instead of shooting a second flaming arrow.

“Open the gates! ”

After they left, the closed gates reopened.

By the time the flames of the fire subside, the sun reaches out to the wilderness's horizon far away.

The sunrise and glorious morning light seem to push behind the back of those who return.

As soon as morning dawned, the Orcs stopped marching. No, we're back out of range of arrows.

“Greet the heroes. ”

The Nober Dragon has spoken.

No one vomited on that one.