From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

The fairy saw the report.

I could see what was missing there.

‘A herbalist from the North. ’

In the report, Chris was a prisoner of Eichmann, who had been picked up in the middle of a war out of pity.

‘The most notorious assassin in the Green Guard family. ’

Rather than an assassination attempt, she immediately admired Chris.

I thought it was a possibility. Even if it wasn't, the assassin really didn't do anything great. It was true.

‘Appearance of fighting knights. ’

The knight of the Whistleblower, why is he on the white flag?

The elf wanted to hide it all and clap his hands for the wearer.

And she was actually able to execute it.

I went up to the attic and knocked.

“Come in.”

Lind punches her with a bright face.

“Where did you start planning this? ”

“From the beginning.”

“So you followed me here in the first place? ”

“Well, I didn't think you believed me either. ”

I was right. The elf thought he could determine the authenticity of the information.

And so I did.

To Lois, a horde of vice night hunters.

Grafe, Emilia and Agatha are assassins.

Jen Reed had him killed in the south.

Wheelken and Alice have not been touched. It took as much power as Chris to hit you.

So Ludwig opened his eyes in the territory.

She felt that there was a limit to the resources she had, and she did this.

And I failed.

It wasn't a complete failure. The South agreed with her.

Jenryd is actually gone.

‘But I didn't bring the neck. ’

She didn't believe in the south.

They were all fairies sent to Lois.

They're all dead, even if they're not foolish. There's a landslide there.

Lois is nowhere to be seen.

‘This way, too. ’

She can't see the target's neck.

There was only one thing left for her.

“Did you think you could survive following me? ”

“Me?”

Lind points her finger at you. I was still sitting at the table.

I didn't see any tension.

The fairy reminds me of a feeling I felt a long time ago, very rare.

It was offensive. My ego was broken.

Lynd's weapon is an artifact called Snow and a bow.

Both of them were seized.

I didn't put it far. If Lynd had really turned, he would have used a great knife.

“Anyone who is confident in his or her brain will die from it. Lynd Sonate, and your brother."

Lynd came here with two men.

He was the father of the woman who was engaged to his brother.

Lind smiled and said.

“I'm not a brain person. ”

“Then?”

“A man of faith. ”

The elf's unpleasantness is doubled, and she tells her spiritually connected colleague.

"Kill."

He was going to kill them all, starting with the two he cared about.

First and foremost, the state of Lynd.

I couldn't let Chris go.

She used her last resort before coming here, and it would have been an arrow that had already left the protest.

* * *

“Is it going to be okay?"

Digo is rarely worried.

“Who are you worried about? ”

I snorted and answered.

Jen Reed? Lois? Alice? Yabrian? Or is it Wheelken?

Lynd is a little worried.

But there's no way that Linds is gonna take it easy, is there?

“Everything will be fine unless there's a natural disaster. ”

“Turn it off.”

Barnes stands in front of you squatting, screaming and collapsing to the floor.

You still have your strength. Screaming.

If it's really hard, I don't even think about making a sound other than breathing and exhaling.

I knew it well because I had experienced it all.

“Again."

I told you, Digo naturally raised Barnes and helped him regain his position.

“I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore. ”

Barnes sadly said. I also had strength.

“You can do it. ”

Digo replies to him. He was right.

You can do it.

Every night, I freed myself with herbs, and it was not impossible.

I'm taking special care not to break any joints or muscles.

Of course, Barnes fell apart and didn't know that.

“The boat's here. ”

Troubling Barnes in the backyard of the inn..., helping him train.

The innkeeper entered the courtyard and said.

“Half-cut boat? ”

“Of course it is. ”

I bounced silver coins.

He grabbed it cold. You finally here?

I was glad to be here before it happened. At first, I wanted to tidy up my discoloration before welcoming guests.

With the best manners in his hands and the best in his body.

* * *

“I'm a sailor now! ”

The Dwarf called out, saying he has a quest to go back to his hometown without going back.

“The captain insists that if you get back in the boat, he'll kill you." ”

I listened to all the murderous conversations he and the captain had over favor.

“You damn dwarf! Get out of here!”

“No way, I'm going to be the best sailor! ”

“... Let me go and I'll kill him! ”

I was really curious about what you did on the boat. If the five sailors didn't run and stop them, the captain looks like he pulled out a centimeter of waist dancing and cut it in half into four pieces.

“What did you do? ”

"Huh?"

“What did you do on the boat? ”

“Well, I'm a little bit seasick. ”

“Too bad?”

“I drank a few bottles to get a good night's sleep because of the headache. ”

Dwarves are all drunkards.

“How many bottles? ”

“I drank a little too much, but damn it. Does it matter?"

Have you ever seen a funny little guy like this?

I was reminded of the dwarf's usual amount of alcohol, and I knew he would have drunk half the rum he was on board.

You must have paid more for the liquor than the sailor's wages.

“I left two bottles. ”

The dwarf mutters.

This is usually more than a Dwarf.

But the captain wouldn't be so mad just because he drank.

I mean, I could ask you to compensate me, but it's weird that you want to kill me.

“Have you been drinking? ”

I asked with doubts.

“I don't know. I don't remember. I was so drunk that I drank. ”

I glanced at him. I raise my hand to see an empty beer in front of him.

It was a small tavern with four tables. A boy who looked about 15, full of freckles, took a beer vest and put it down.

“Drink."

I had a favorable smile. The dwarf glanced at me and took his hand to the beer.

He was a wanderer with no money and no talent.

Two of the things Dwarves loved most in the world were wine and jewelry.

However, after living together in human society, he could not even drink properly.

“Gulp! Gulp! Puha!”

He emptied his beer two times.

“Said he tore the sail. ”

The Dwarf said:

Tear what up? I'm not as close to water as a sailor, but if I tear it up, it'll kill me.

He said, "Well, he broke the wheel. ”

What did you do to him on this boat?

“I've had too much to drink in too long. ”

Oh, man.

Maybe I came to the right place.

I've hidden the mercenary in his sights.

He was busy looking at me instead of looking at the mercenaries.

“Just so I'm clear, this is what you're here for. ”

“I did.”

I folded my arms and watched him. Maybe this is the wrong one.

There were times when his eyes turned towards the dragon, but he didn't recognize it at all.

“Are you a dwarf? ”

I asked.

“What the fuck is that? ”

I think it's the right personality. I think it's the right kind of drinking.

I said it out loud.

I had a relationship with a dwarf in my previous life.

And I knew what the Dwarf wanted.

“Don't run to the sea. ”

I told you.

The dwarf stared at me, his eyes wide open.

All Dwarves are eager to achieve their goal.

Their aspirations are one.

The preservation of an extinct species and the restoration of a new home.

I'm here to promise you that. The contract was to be established by fixing the mercenary and the elune and receiving the other one from them.

The only dwarf left on the continent was the only one connecting the ground and underground.

Therefore, interest will deceive me with perfect performance.

“Do not run to the sea. I will help you achieve your destiny. ”

Of course, you might not believe me.

To him who could not speak, I added.

It was a clue that I would never refuse to be on their side.

“I will fight the residents of Glacier Hill. ”

He said that because the Dwarf's face was blue.

“Were you crazy? ”

Yeah, that might be the reaction.

“No, my name is Chris Fraunmoont. He is now a North Continent and Iron Supporter.

“Damn it.”

The dwarf spits out his swear words and says:

“You have a price, don't you? Are you sure you want to live? ”

...... hmm?

The dwarf begins to notice the clerk.

I don't know why it's so fresh.

“Hey, did a rabid dog bite you? The outside is fine. Tsk, tsk, tsk. ”

Are you always this kind of guy, not acting? In fact, you don't know the Dwarf's dream.

“Very well. Rheidoschf is in charge of this drink. On three, okay? ”

I looked at the dwarf and went back and forth. I looked at the shopkeeper, and I was about to turn around.

“Three!”

As the dwarf cries out, I put a mercenary on his shoulder.

“Ugh!"

I didn't hit him, I raised him, but what's the average weight of a mercenary?

“Hey, are you crazy? ”

Rheidoschf shouts in silence.

It was a peculiar skill.

I took ten silver coins out of my arms.

Thung.

I sprinkled it on the table.

It would have been five times the price of the drink I had just eaten.

“Are you serious? ”

I asked.

“What are you serious about? ”

Yeah, well, no matter how much time passes and persecuted, it doesn't make sense for a dwarf who's a weapon of honesty to act like this.

Shit, that was bullshit.

I was expecting a dwarf to eat and sleep in the city of the field.

I closed my eyes and cleared my mind.

And when I opened my eyes again, I picked up a connection in my past life.

“Buy my kind a drink if you see them. At best, he has a crooked nose. ”

It was the favor of the man who saved my life. Though I have never been in a relationship with him in my life and I cannot find him until I find him.

Perhaps I wanted that dwarf to be Rheidoschf.

Well, I'm not disappointed to say no. Anyway, at the request of the dwarf who remains in my memory,

“Bring me the most poisonous one. ”

And I took out the gold coins.

The cashier dashes in like a dash.

He said he caught the Doubloons.

“We have the breath of Griffin, the greatest liquor of all time. ”

“Bring it.”

“Well, you have to take half a gold coin...."

I took out two more coins.

“Bring me two bottles. ”

“Yes!"

The shopkeeper ran a burinake.

Rheidoschf blinks at me.

“Drink."

Yeah, drink up. Today I shall drink to the man who saved my life in my past life.

Griffin breathes.

It was a blended whisky made from various grains. 28 years old, too.

It was expensive and poisonous.

The alcoholic dwarf had his pupils blown off in the middle of a bottle.

‘All Dwarves have endless amounts of alcohol, but all Dwarves are violent drunkards when drunk. ’

I remembered what a historian said.

“Whew."

Those who drank until the deep night left and the cashier leaned on the table and fell asleep.

The only thing left on the table was me and Rheindorf.

Beer was pretty empty too. I also felt quite drunk.

“Let's go."

It was time to go back. Then Rheindochf looked at me once, looked at my spear and said with his chin against the table.

“What's the matter, Hehehehe, is the pole out? ”

“I fought.”

With who?

“With this Orc Road guy. ”

“Oken continent? ”

It was the official name of the eastern continent. He's resourceful.

"Yes."

“Chris Fraunmoont, whoo, you're the hero of the war, whoo. ”

How many breaths in the middle?

“That's right."

I didn't want to deny it. Shall we move the vice and blow the hangover?

At this rate, the North continent assassins will be thrilled to see us.

Just because I'm drunk doesn't mean my senses have gone anywhere.

There were still eyes on me.

But you can't get in as far as you can hear.

Fairy hearing is amazing. And my hearing is amazing.

No matter how hard they raise their ears, there's nothing they can do but observe from afar.

“Mercenary, right?”

“That's right."

I answered and looked down. I was just getting up from my seat.

Rheindochf leans up against the table.

His two drunken eyes glow. It was the snow when Whelken hid his claws, and the snow when Cannerruck quit drinking and went into battle.

“There's a forge in the middle of Valtis. Directly run by the market, hehehehehe! That's the place. Phew, if you go underground, the lava furnace, phew, hehehe! There is. It's not really lava flowing. Whoa. ”

I started organizing based on the information I heard.

Was that his act?

“And hooray! I can't work unless I'm drunk. You'll need to bring at least five bottles of alcohol. ”

This is something else. I had all this information wrapped up in my head for a second.

Years of experience and previous experience overlap to make a conclusion.

A Dwarf is a natural smith.

Humans can't keep up with the Polishing and Field.

But it is doomed. There are many reasons for its destruction.

The dwarf hid underground to avoid the destruction.

And all of Dwarf's hidden aspirations are to return to the continent.

But the fairy cubs of the North didn't miss it.

If you show them the field, they'll come. I had to hide it.

The Dwarf was a sincere servant.

They were not great actors.

So.

“Double Personality?”

“Phew, that's right. You won't remember it when you wake up. ”

I wasn't drunk enough to stir up a commotion. Rheidoschf only comes out when he's drunk.

Drunk on a ship, he would have wreaked havoc.

He would have torn the sails and torn the wheels about the shame and the end of his slaves.

He may have wanted to die at sea grumbling against himself for doing nothing.

Huh, well. It was an article.

He was a filthy dwarf when he didn't drink.

Not now.

“My name is Rheidoschf, the greatest smith of our kind. ”

He said.

Then I hit my head on the table and fell.

“... would you swing a hammer drunk like that? ”

Rrrrrr!

Immediately, in the tavern, the sound of his snoring rang and the cashier awoke at the sound.

I grew back to the shopkeeper, gesturing and carrying Rheidoschf.

I still felt the look.

Is he here yet?

If there was no assassination, no knife, no poison, there could only be one use on the North continent.

Moreover, if Lynd's operation succeeds, I'm sure they'll come after me.

Waiting has always been boring.

I've reconsidered what to do next, apart from waiting for them.

The first of them.

‘Five bottles of hard liquor. ’

It was a lot of money. Leave the armor to the Dwarves.