From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

He did a lot of things to the extent that his abilities allowed him to.

Some things you don't know why you need them.

His temple was one of them.

Is the Lord a devout believer? ’

No, he was strangely atheist.

There were many believers who believed in him in Sercado.

On the contrary, there are many believers in the line slots on the upper arm.

It was as if the two countries had separate gods they believed in.

Of course, religions and kingdoms were within Sergado, the temple of the Rhineslots, because they adhered to each other's boundless realms.

Those who believed in him also split the bridge in two.

‘That's not the point. ’

“Hold on.”

Phineas Ray, who heard the voice of the anti-blood fairy, gives me goosebumps.

It was one of the good signs.

He was born with a arch, a hunchback, and was inherently different from ordinary people.

I did not digest the food well and slept curled up in my spine. My knee quickly got worse because I had a habit of walking too hard in my joints.

“Fixing the ceiling won't bring the joints back. Joints are consumable.”

That's what Piece told me.

Thanks to Piece, Grafe knows his nerves are slower than anyone else's.

That's why I put up with the pain.

That's changed a lot lately. My back was slightly stretched and I ate better than before.

My joints hurt less.

Instead, the treatment of the piece began to cause pain.

‘Let's think.'

She pierces herself with a needle and sometimes rubs a nasty smelling herb on her body.

Sometimes I was anesthetized and knocked out half the day.

When I woke up, some really terrible pain came upon my back.

Did I tell you I lost weight?

It was a terrible sound.

When he was in pain from a young age, he imagined his back and forward and drew a side image.

He knows how to turn his attention away from the pain.

‘Why did they build the temple? ’

Originally, it was normal to build a nice chapel in a big building.

But the temple that entered Daybreak Howling was a little different.

“How do you do?”

He said he was a middle-aged man, bishop, with half his hair cut off.

Grape uses a hundredfold to follow behind him.

Heindell.

He was a noble bishop who believed in God and abandoned the castle.

He's great because he's a bishop with only a name.

He was the one who made taking care of orphans all over the continent his whole life.

Religion.

Clean front and back, he was dedicated to giving up his food and saving the child.

It was inspiring and great.

The Crown Prince officially supported him. I built a temple for him.

He traveled across the continent, looking for orphans, and sent them to the country.

There were no brides guarding the Chapel separately, and some volunteers looked into the temple.

The child quickly grew up, and the temple, except for the small chapel, soon became an orphanage.

‘Only children.'

Cock.

The needle pierces the buttocks. As he flinched and trembled, Piece said.

“It's okay. Shh, shh. ”

I'm not a kid, and I don't know why it's so soothing.

Grape focused on his thoughts again.

The needle is coming in through the flesh.

The temple was full of children only. And those who served as instructors in the Fraunmutt Army were obliged to serve there.

For children who want to learn theology, theology.

Martial Arts for kids who want to be soldiers.

I did everything they wanted.

And those of them who were gifted with swords, spears and weapons became soldiers.

More soldiers? ’

It will take too long. Swinging a spear for 1-2 years doesn't make you an elite soldier.

Did he say it took him ten years to raise ten thousand men?

They were able to do so.

Fraunmund Islands are also possible. But in the meantime, you have to be inhumane.

The Lord wouldn't do that.

Grafe cleared his mind.

The temple was supported to gather orphans.

I do not spare support for such children.

Among them are children who volunteer as soldiers.

and children over 15.

‘They all go to Technologies. ’

You think they're gonna build a tactical task force?

The Lord didn't tell Grafe everything.

I just gave up everything that was going on. Grape was more fun that way.

I felt like I was solving a puzzle, reading his intentions, even if I didn't tell him everything.

Besides, I'll tell you if I have to.

There was no sense of anxiety.

* * *

“What's stopping the arrow with your bare hands? ”

Beyond the small hill. I can see them whispering out their heads.

I had a young voice. Maybe mid-teens?

“He's a kid.”

Digo opens his mouth.

“But you're stealing. ”

“I guess it's hard to live here. ”

“That's not the only reason. ”

Boldness to shoot arrows first.

Carefulness that is not careless.

These guys are so clumsily trained.

It looks like about six of them, all awaiting one command.

I narrowed my eyes. One of them gives you a little more head.

Instead of wearing a hoodie on his face, he had a cloth around his neck.

I saw a short cut of brown hair. His eyes narrow, and he looks like he ate through two holes.

And I was young.

Sixteen, or fifteen?

“Shit, I think I messed up. ”

He mutters.

I clasped my arms and waited for a group of young robbers.

Instead of rushing in, they notice.

“Aren't you going to make a move? ”

I raised my voice enough to hear.

The man who gave out his head looked at me and said,

“I'll let you go. ”

Son of a bitch.

Shoot an arrow and just let me go.

I said with an arrow in my hand.

“I don't want to go. ”

“... Let's not do anything wrong. ”

You're talking like an adult.

“Digo.”

“Yes."

A hawk is a drug.

“George.”

Thung.

Digo lunges for the ground.

“Damn it!”

He's the one who cut his head off. No matter how scared you are, you can't even look at Digo's weight.

He's evil and he's got good balls.

He jumps to the ground and jumps up the hill. I was holding a short sword in my hand.

“Hiya!”

A few of them turn to flee.

I threw an arrow in your hand.

The arrow that pinged and flew hit the shoulder the first time I turned.

"Aah!"

Screams echo.

“If you run, you die. ”

At the end of the sentence, I saw Digo slapping the young robber's head with his palm.

I think I hear something.

The man who misses his sword in his alternating hand falls to the ground.

He's gonna get his head blown off.

He opens his mouth to the end.

“Run, go."

On his knees, the young robber waves his hands forward.

Digo severs the young thief's mark with his foot.

“Off."

I was moaning.

The man's head falls to the ground, drooling.

Digo looks back.

There was no one running away. I throw arrows with my bare hands. Where are you going?

Everyone noticed me.

Digo asked with his own eyes.

Should I kill him?

Robbery is a job of killing people. I had to keep in mind that even if I took his life.

I went and sat in front of the fallen one.

“Name?”

Valtis is only four days away from here. And these were the first group of robbers I met on the road.

It's a herd of monsters. We meet them sometimes, but they talk.

A feisty bandit or robber couldn't even look at me and Digo.

To be precise, it was not uncommon for a large man to look at the size of Digo.

I grabbed the wrist of a boy robber.

Thin. Touch it and it'll break.

I didn't grow up eating properly.

“Cough, cough! ”

The man coughs and opens his eyes.

I can't believe this is happening right now.

Oh, this is the stuff.

“Name?”

I smiled and asked.

Digo glares behind his back.

However, the boy robber was stiff. The man stops coughing and opens his mouth.

“The kids behind me were just reluctant to follow. Let me go.”

You take care of your own men in a situation like this?

He's a hell of a commander.

I smiled without knowing. If it was an evil and a bull, shouldn't we do something other than rob?

It's a land of mercenaries and robbers, but it's still better for mercenaries, right?

I think I know how to cross bow and handle a knife somewhere.

Seeing that everyone had a cloth around their neck, they seemed to know where they were from.

Pair!

A cheerful sound echoes through the clear autumn sky.

As my hand moved, the boy robber's face turned to one side.

His cheeks swelled up quickly.

“Ah."

One of the robbers opens his mouth.

“Don't make a sound. I'll cut off all my fingers if you say a word from now on. And then I'll cut off every single toe. ”

You move the vice to show mercy.

A few are shivering.

I looked at the commander.

“Name?”

I asked again.

“Barnes."

Barnes. Barnes.

I've heard that name before.

“Robbery, and after seeing how big you are? ”

“Just because you're big doesn't mean your knife won't go in. ”

“You don't think he'll die the moment he misses? ”

“This was six and you were two. ”

“Don't you think they're quite experienced travelers? ”

Murder is still in sight. And yet, it's sharp.

“I can't just walk away from it every day. ”

He drooled in agony, but he spoke well.

Barnes, Barnes, little Barnes. I remembered.

It wasn't the one who was in a relationship with me.

I heard this name after the Orc Wave.

“I will save only one of your lives and one of those five throats. Choose.”

Barnes can't look back. Five robbers shivered as they flinched.

I couldn't stand anyone. Behind me, Digo is shining a fierce light into his eyes with his guillotine.

“Easy.”

Barnes bluffs.

“Save five. ”

And I love this bluff.

I feel like I picked up a gold coin while passing by.

Little Barnes, a mercenary commander who died trying to save the weak after the middle continent split.

You're in luck.

You met me at this age.

“I liked it. ”

I woke up speaking. Barnes' blurred gaze follows me.

“I'll save them all. ”

“Can I just go? ”

“Yes.”

“…… Really? ”

Barnes asks, "You're not the one who doesn't know how to speak up."

“Do I look like I'm joking? ”

Barnes stomps to his feet.

It was a jewel. It had excellent skills and a good personality.

But you were robbed when you were a kid.

“How many people have you killed doing this? ”

“…… I've killed five people, but I haven't killed anyone in a robbery. ”

I don't think he's lying.

No heart beats that loud, no sign of a liar.

I still have his pulse in my finger, holding his wrist.

Little Barnes.

Enough talent to take with him.

“Don't you want to live legally in a knife fight? ”

When I asked, Barnes saw a foe in his eyes.

“Why? You make me do that? ”

Seeing the hostility, there must be some misunderstanding.

“Not gladiators. ”

There must be one reason to cover his neck.

Was there a city with a fighting pits around here?

I don't remember exactly. If you ask me something, I'll know the answer.

I thought I'd just have to unwind for a little while before I came to Valtis.

“…… I don't know what you're talking about. ”

“My name is Chris Fraunmoont. ”

Now, let's test how well my fame works.

Barnes blinks.

“The Fraunmoont? ”

“Heroes of the War? ”

The muttering comes from Barnes' back.

Yay, if you "Fraunmoont" this whole continent, "Hero of the Apocalypse" will pop up automatically.

“Oops!"

The servant boy covered his mouth with both hands.

“It's okay. Tell me. That was bluffing. ”

Why would I cut off a finger I shouldn't have?

As I looked up, the boy robber who recited the hero of the war opened his mouth.

“The most beautiful knight on the continent, the Duke of Cercado...."

Do more, do more.

“You saved the door and you're an Orc Road Slayer...."

There are no rumors as fast as the bard's song. It's been less than half a year and the kids know it.

Well, I've been spreading rumors artificially.

Great job on the hundred-dollar team.

Do you have anything else to say?

The boy robber looked me in the eye and said,

“The most beautiful woman on the continent, and the fairy is jealous of her beauty, in fact......."

“The truth?"

He tries to make a move. It's okay, it's okay. Tell me everything.

I marked it with my hand gestures.

Let's see how my rumors are doing.

“It's a cripple, not a cripple. ”

“…… wait. ”

Why are the rumors so strange? Why am I a snitch?

“Phew.”

Digo bursts into laughter at your side.

Are you smiling?

Are you crazy?

“Hey, that rumor seems to have spread a little bit. ”

I asked gently.

“Oh, the confessor's a loser, but he's a girl lover."

Who the fuck made this rumor? Let's die today.