From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

“When the signal comes, they tell you to march on the battalion. What do you think? ”

The Nober Dragon asked. The opponent is Gennery Wolves, lying in bed.

He sweeps away the brunette, covering his forehead, and as he opens his mouth, he coughs.

"Cough, cough."

The Orc bruised my ribs and intestines. He was strong, but he was old.

It wasn't Weiss Knight.

It wasn't an injury.

“What signal? ”

He asked.

“That was it. ”

Gennery was speechless.

The Noble Dragon cannot blame Ellare for leaving her position.

After hearing what Duke Fraunmut did, I couldn't do it any more.

‘Crazy.’

I just said that.

He's crazy. Vise Knight is superhuman.

Yes, but that doesn't mean they're immortal.

Even Delhen Ryan, for example, stepped back with a broken thigh bone.

He was limping, but he seemed to have been hit more severely when the battle had just ended.

And you're just gonna take out ten hostiles?

Even that ignorant Orc didn't do it.

I went to do something like that.

If he dies, the heat and loss of his troops are not a problem. Morale will be long.

“I don't see any hitmen these days. ”

“I see. I don't see the big knight. ”

“I don't see Baisa Alice either. ”

Not only that, but their invisibility has kept them demoralized.

“Because he's an ally, he might fall out. ”

You hear soldiers chattering. Rather, Duc Fraunmut was not the one to take orders from, so I could do what I wanted to do.

But this was too much.

“Sir Cannerok, as an ally, what are you going to do about this? ”

You're lucky to have a chief left.

The Nober Dragon has been defeated.

“Lord, I don't know. ”

Yeah, sure.

Canneruck steps forward. The promise must come true.

The Nober Dragon looks him in the eye and says,

“I can't stop them from dying on their own, but if they die, the war will be swift. ”

I hate to admit it, but the duc's shadow was too big on the battlefield.

Green eye sage? Haven't been beaten for a long time.

But does anyone have this effect in a short period of time?

A hero.

That's what I thought.

It was not a calculated action. No one can calculate and buy this.

Sercago and Palmoon were enemies.

But that is not the relationship between Duke Fraunmoont and Palmoon.

It's complicated in your head. That's when Ellare and Persoq return.

“Journey to the Ten……."

Hearing Ellare's report, the Nober Dragon asked again. It was rare.

He was not surprised, and he was used to adapting to the situation, believing that what was about to happen would happen.

“Did what? ”

“Eight enemy units destroyed by reconnaissance, scouting the surrounding terrain. Here's a map of the liver."

What the fuck?

In the meantime, you're gonna go out in teens and you're gonna build a terrain map around it?

“I told you this place would be a battlefield. ”

Ellare points to the map.

“Why?"

“He said the enemy is going to be aggressive, and we're going to be aggressive. ”

“Me?”

The current commander is himself. It was a position I couldn't leave with Gennery lying in bed.

And Delhen's not fine.

“Stand up when the signal comes. ”

“So I am? ”

“Yes? Yes. Yeah. Oh, yeah. Yes. If the Lord allows it..."

Ellare stutters. What did he do with the Duke?

He was instantly more loyal to the duc's messenger role than to his knights.

In the meantime, I've been enlightening Weiss.

“…… we'll hear the small talk later. ”

He had only what he needed in his head and organized it.

You continue to listen to the map and find the Gennery.

And now, I've explained it all to Gennery Wolves and showed him the map.

“If that's why Orcs have to go...."

Gennery thought and replied.

“Supply problems. Sending the two of you back means you'll work on your supplies. ”

“Why are you so sure? ”

“I've had it. ”

It reminds me of the first time I heard the name Chris.

And I used to pick up the sheets, chewing on what he'd done.

How many times did I promise to give it back?

However, he is standing beside his friends and doing the same for a new enemy.

I thought it would make me laugh. But he didn't laugh.

When I smiled, my ribs were broken and I was in pain. I couldn't smile properly.

“Do as he says. ”

Gennery speaks and blinks slowly.

“What about Master Delhen? ”

“I said I could fight. ”

“Then……."

Gennery outlines what comes to mind. The Nober Dragon did not understand half of it.

I didn't think it would be any different. Gennery was thinking of stepping out if he could stand in two bandages.

I'm doing this because I can't.

Who are you bringing in? Arek? "

Arec Wolves is a brilliant man, but he will not be able to wield the Nordic Dragon and Master Delhen.

Not enough experience points.

Then who is?

There was no name that came to mind. The Noble Dragon will provide the basics.

But when he saw the power of the Viking Knights, the Orcs so far, he decided that the Norse Dragon should take up arms.

‘Lynd Sonate. ’

He was an enemy, but I remembered his name.

Starting with the masterpiece in Emilinun, so far.

The moment he saw his ability to tune the battlefield, he desperately wished he wasn't a member of the Fraunmutt Army.

I wanted to give Wolves a castle if possible.

Gennery decides.

‘If there's anything more important than honor. ’

Give me your life.

What's as dishonorable as killing everyone in Ethan's eyes?

“The Dragon Master. ”

“Tell me.”

“When Fraunmut's army is on the battlefield, surrender your command." ”

Gennery has decided to give everything to the man who did this.

The victory will be his, and the defeat will be his.

It was all for the wiggler.

“...... This battle is for the best. ”

The Nober Dragon has spoken.

“If it's all over in one battle, shouldn't you put a bag of gold coins where you can win?"

I didn't have a choice.

It was funny because the family that worships freedom said that and the family that worships honor said that.

The Noble Dragon nods.

And so the great army of Edensnow stepped forward.

The signal didn't have to wait.

The Orc army is on the move.

“They're moving! ”

“The lead is the Orcs! ”

A bright-eyed scout report came through.

That was the signal.

Chris Fraunmutt had to step up to fight where the battlefield was designated.

The Noble Dragon hesitates briefly, then opens its mouth.

“All forces, advance. ”

When I opened my mouth, I felt refreshed. In the meantime, I've been busy welcoming the herd.

But now it was the opposite.

It was a path to annihilating the enemy.

His words make the army move.

The Noble Dragon takes a deep breath and cries out.

“Kill them all. ”

That's not what he said.

In one word, the Blue Dragon Knights reacted.

“Haha!"

The door opens with a shout.

Slummy Fraunmund's forces begin to move alongside them.

“But can I go on like this? We don't have a commander. ”

During Sergeant Alice's swordsman, Bayern of Courtship recited it.

The one in the lead is Canneruck.

Followed by the entire Fraunmund army.

“I'll take care of it. ”

A member of the Apprentice Knights, whom Lois Yul Novan brought right next door, replied.

“A meeting. There's every chieftain who lost his wings. ”

The Southern warriors also laid their horses. It was a man with thick eyebrows.

That's what Canneruck said. He now has all the command, but if you see the commander of each unit, follow his orders.

It was a desolate operation.

But no one complained.

“Captain, you're not cheating on me, are you? ”

Bainan mutters to himself.

If Alice heard that, she'd break her legs right now.

* * *

Weiss is divided into nine layers.

The scholars who divided this also nicknamed each floor after the first and second floors called the basics.

First floor, first floor is the foundation.

The second floor is self-healing.

The third floor is a double, originally twice the power, but it doesn't really fit.

And by my standards, up to the third floor was the foundation.

Weiss is about handling the power of the intangible.

It was like handling an empty tail or moving a third hand.

I needed to get used to it. And beyond that, you have the power not to be human.

That's why they would have nicknamed it Double on the third floor.

“When do you leave? ”

Alice asks from behind.

I felt the blood warming. Orcs screaming, Trolls screaming, and the movement of allies facing them.

I cut off my tent and looked outside, and there was light burning from afar.

It's still early evening, but we've already lit up the place in case of darkness.

Did they make a separate torch bottle or something?

That would be efficient. Instead of fighting in the dark.

I replied to Alice.

“Just a little more. ”

You can see the Troll Assault Force tearing through the Orc troops and marching out from behind.

‘Mutant Trolls. ’

He's more than a few times the healing power of a common Troll.

The Trolls themselves heal, so I can't imagine what kind of monster they would be if they were so much more than that.

I thought of a few ways to kill him in my head.

‘Hand it over.'

On the right, you can see the white-eyed Goblins moving around with swarms of Goblins.

On the left, Giants and Ogres rush to the place where Jen Reed is causing a commotion.

In the center, the Orc troops rush to the center.

The Wolf Rider horde is more than a thousand.

Behind the center, there will be an Orc king.

‘Ha.’

I took a deep breath and measured my time.

Trolls run and need time to take the lead.

I was a little sore to watch quietly.

I don't think I'm the only one. Along the side, Alice and Royce hold their hands on the grip, breathing heavily.

I thought more about Weiss.

Fourth floor, over human.

The superhuman phase. Digo, Jen Reed, Alice, Lois and Lind are on it.

A power called superhuman.

From this point on, the fourth floor is beyond the basic stage by my standards.

And to be called "Battlefield Nightmare," and "Apostle," I had to enter on the fifth floor.

Fogarten weight.

Body and strength to withstand its weight in your own armor.

An intangible force that has multiplied by more than its predecessor has spread throughout the body.

The dragon rose twitches its wings.

Amber Wolf grows low.

And from the top of the foot, which is the center of all of this, Tempest Tower and the formless force that became a storm ran through the whole body.

Vise Knight's armor is heavy.

I had heard of the method of making it, but it was very simple and ignorant.

No lightning, no barrier magic.

It only imparts magic to compress metal.

I heard it's called compressed weight technique, but that's what they call it.

It melts, taps, and magically melts iron.

Pour iron back on top and tap.

Vise Knight's Armor is the only thing a great Grantor and Craftsman can make.

How many are there on this continent?

That was the same kind of armor I was wearing, which I wiped with fire.

The greatest advantage of this armor was its weight.

“Make way. ”

Naji opened his mouth.

Aaaaah.

Lind picked up the snow and sliced it up from below. The tent cracks open, giving me a wider view of everything.

“Shoot the clock. ”

Lind pulls her bow out of the tent and pulls the demonstration into the air.

All that movement took a single breath.

Orcs use throwing axes and spears, but they don't use arrows.

In other words, the effect that is fired among the enemy troops will be a signal.

Peepee profit.

The sounding arrow splits the air. The tail feather pierces through the darkness and rises like a breach through the moon.

I had to gather the gaze of those behind me and gather the gaze of the rushing allies.

Beep beep.

Hyossi flew twice.

“Up!”

A few Orcs rush forward.

"Phew."

Digo exhales. Not blue breath, but red breath.

He pushes his right foot forward and dips the floor, splitting Halberd from left to right.

Qajik! Wooduk! Tongue!

The three Orcs that were standing around him were cut off and flew into thin air.

The guts flow to the floor, and Digo pulls Halberd back and stabs him next.

Two idle Orcs burst their heads from the stabbing.

I walked. Diego on the front, Lois on the right and Alice on the left.

As soon as they opened the road, the road opened up in front of me.

My goal is to win this battlefield.

What I must do to win this battlefield.

The answer was fixed.

“Ta-da!"

Troll Raiders.

A squad of mutants stepped out in front of me.

They pause in amazement, and we aim for the gap.

No one knew what I was doing.

No. Do you think they're all crazy?

What the hell are you doing in the middle of the enemy's army?

I can do this.

If the level of the eluent and the 5th layer is possible.

I tapped the ground with my whole body. A land of moderate hardness.

As I walked, the moment my right foot closed to the ground, I crushed it like it was killing the ground.

Wood Duck.

I hit my ankle on the ground in a heartbeat. Hold your breath and feel the vice spreading through your body.

Left foot forward.

This doesn't need to be buried.

A sensitive sensation lets you know that the axe is flying from the left.

Ignored.

Alice grabs the flying axe and throws it back into the air.

I didn't need to see it.

I looked ahead.

I stopped, and three stopped.

The dragon flew back on his back.

A pair of armor and spears. You hold the dragon's flesh at your back at an angle.

He leans down on the ground with his left thumb and index finger rest.

I looked straight ahead, not round my back.

Couddeuk.

My muscles rushed to let me go.

My eyes have caught the enemy. Trolls. Black-handed ones.

He holds two axes in both hands and looks back.

Don't hold two axes. You're on the same page as Jen Reed.

Leaving behind such a foolish thought.

I pushed my right foot back into the ground, raising the tension of my whole body like a tense bow.

Cough.

I feel like the ground is shattering and my body will crack in time.

Things are slow and I feel no wind.

Everything in my eyes suddenly expanded. I twist and shrug my shoulders forward.

Boom!

The moment you want to feel the resistance in your shoulders, you hear a burst of air.

The hot heat flowed behind me.

I hit my whole body with a gust of wind.

One dash.

And one shoulder.

Weight of Weight Armor and the Body of the Weight of Weight Reached the 5th Floor.

The leader of the Mutant Troll, the Black Hand, was my target.

He becomes flesh in the air, a visceral piece, and never survives again.

The occipital duck.

A rain of blood and flesh and hail falls on the spot I passed.