From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

How beneficial it is to know information that no one else knows.

“How much is that? ”

I had to go to Rheindorf at night, so I went out for a drink.

Well, it wasn't necessarily just buying booze.

‘Fairies three times. ’

I saw more eyes and more people approaching me.

Why are you taking a risk while you're undercover?

It was when the number of people needed increased and when confirmation was needed to actually proceed.

I was able to establish a specific type of assassin who would come for me with only those two circumstances.

That's why I'm here.

It was the second human I had to meet in Valtis.

I saw someone selling various items on the stall.

The cloth on the floor was ragged, and on top of it were cloth dolls and neatly sewn square amulets, candles, ink, and stone parchment.

It was a dirty mix.

It was the overwhelming self-introduction that had a collar on it.

‘Fortuneteller’.

“... Are you going to live? Are you going to score? ”

The dark brown eyes that had a subtle light on their hair with green light in their mid-teens seemed mysterious.

“If it's okay, I'll buy it. ”

The owner clears his throat a few times and picks up the amulet.

“This is an amulet that protects your body. If you are bewitched by injustice, if you tore it apart...."

“What are you doing? ”

I think I was just on my way out to buy some stuff for the inn. The innkeeper looked at me and asked.

You're dragging a mule. The items on top looked solid. It was alcohol, snacks, fruits, fish, etc.

“It looks fun. ”

“He's a crook. ”

The owner of the throne opened his eyes.

“Who! How dare you! ”

“Stop that nonsense. Son of a bitch. The mayor of Baltis is kind enough to let you go, or he'd have plucked and kicked you out by now. ”

“I'm not a fraud. ”

The innkeeper's words terribly ended, but the figure seemed like a child who hid things behind his back and said there was nothing.

Son of a bitch.

I already know this guy's been out of town for days and he's been sitting on a stool for two days.

I stepped out.

“I'm just having fun. ”

“…… nobles. ”

Immediately, the innkeeper left, muttering, "Who cares?"

“I'm not a fraud. ”

The conman looked at me and said, Of course you're not a fraud.

I've demonstrated a knack for curbing useless conversations by reminding each other of the purpose of standing here.

“How much for the amulet? ”

“…… three gold coins. ”

It's filthy expensive, but it's really, really cheap in this guy's situation.

The cost won't come up. However, this item was stolen. It's enough for a good price.

I took out three gold coins.

He hands it to you, and you hand him the amulet.

“What about starters?”

“It's disposable, so you can tear it..., in the tower?! ”

He looks at me in surprise, rather than talking, and puts his hand on his sleeve. He put his hand on a wide sleeve and looked at me with a tense eye.

“I know that much here. Don't sweat it. ”

He clenches his lips and pulls out his hands. There was nothing in his hand.

Funny guy to tease.

He has doubts in his eyes. I ignored those eyes.

“See the speck? ”

“I only see a simple trapeze coat. It's not a prophecy.”

“Prophecies are impossible. ”

I added words. He looked at me. I became increasingly suspicious of that eye.

“Yes. The prophecy is impossible. People's lives are variable. ”

That's right. What happens when I wake up this morning doesn't happen because I sleep late and don't come out of my room.

Therefore, it is impossible to foresee the future.

It was also impossible to make a greater form of prophecy. I was the proof.

Even small things change the world.

The world was variable.

The top plate of the green head asked.

“What are you doing? ”

I smiled.

“Come to Herring Inn when you're hungry. I'll get you dinner. ”

I got up from the crouching position. The man who was sitting on the floor staring at me blinked.

What are you doing? You know it's a sphere.

I hid the amulet in my boot sole and walked.

It won't be easy to find if you leave it here, right?

He cries out, thinking about the throne behind me.

“My name is Noorie. ”

Yeah, I know. Noorie.

The people around you laughed at me when I bought the amulet.

It was the look of a fool who was beaten by a fraud.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. I don't know how much this is worth.

* * *

I walked and thought.

‘Palmoon, Earl van Ludwig, the royal family, the ferryman, the orc. ’

I can't say there's a North continent fairy behind all of them, but I can't say without their breath.

The fairies were known for their rebellious prowess and their hobbies for assassination.

So I predicted their behavior patterns. Then all the horns were scattered.

It was bait that was thrown at the target.

Lind faithfully tried to dive into the North Continent and become their principal.

I gave him some credible information.

‘You're a fool to believe that. ’

Deception is a nobleman's specialty, but there was no law telling me not to do it.

Of course, you wouldn't believe me.

But even if it failed, there was nothing left for them.

That was close.

The tools I prepared were not contained in the elf's perception.

Royse's true nature, the presence of Pinas Ray, and the location of the assassin Rachel.

It's important.

The Supreme Leader of Fraunmoont will be safe. There is no need to feel anxious.

You don't have to send a raven to tell me that I'm expecting all this.

They will block it with unexpected shields and stab it with unexpected swords.

After that.......

The sun was setting and I was able to face the biggest mansion in the city.

I still looked at my back. I knew that and I ignored it.

“Are you the king?”

A soldier guarding the palace, no. A knight.

Your eyes are sharp. There's only Weiss in the sword, but it looks like Sercado's Royal Guard.

I've had a good eye for you in my past life.

He said, one hand on a pommel and the other, appropriately wary of me.

“He's waiting. ”

Rheidoschf, look at this guy.

He acted like a thunderrat, and he's connected to the mayor or something.

Well, there's no way I'm letting you use the furnace beneath the palace.

“This way.”

I followed his lead. Five bottles of poisonous liquor were hung on my waist, and as it struck, there was a creak.

The knight remained faithful to the guidance station, ignoring it cleanly.

It was a bright night.

The mansion was practical. The door was sturdy, and the window had iron on it.

The final gate of a troubled thief has always been the Baltic Chamber of Markets.

This place was also called Thief's Grave.

That's why it was said, 'Whoever tries to become a legendary thief, rob the Valtis Mayor's Palace.'

The interior of the palace is wide, but there is no room to see.

“This way.”

I went over the fence and through the mansion to the back door. You see a path through the basement there.

The way to the basement was crude.

It was a gradual ramp.

The heat warmed my skin as I took two steps down.

By the end of the gentle slope, it was about time I felt my senses were coming down to the second floor of the building.

It's been quite a walk, so this is not the basement of a market mansion.

A small exit is visible, and a red light flashes through it. As I walked inside, I saw a wide cavity.

It was wide enough to summon a demon.

There are several circular brick houses that remind me of ice shelves commonly constructed from ice in the glacier.

Based on the house, I saw an amazing facility.

‘I don't need a bellows. ’

Instead of heating up the air, you see a hole stopper.

Is the wind coming in from the temperature car? Then it's an upward shaft.

As soon as I saw it, it was the only use I could think of.

There were most things I wouldn't recognize. It was a great facility.

It was remarkable enough to know why it was called the City of Metallurgy.

Rheidoschf stands tall on his little legs and stares at me.

“You inspired another me in me. ”

The dwarf recited the poetic language. Of course, it was based on the truth, so it was not as sensible as a bard.

A dwarf bard is a pain in the ass.

I imagined Rheidoschf wearing a green leaf hat and flute, giggling and smiling, and agreed with him at the same time.

“Yeah, I think so. ”

It was before Rheidoschf even opened his mouth.

“Take good care of her. ”

The mayor was standing next to one another. Fairly white-haired middle-aged man.

He looks soft, but is he only soft?

Valtis is a city-state that stands between the three nations.

You won't be able to sit there unless you're a dizzy fox.

The mayor laughed and said.

“He's the savior of our city. ”

In my mind, I put aside the environment, the two personalities of Rheindochf, the speed of Baltic development, and the nature of the city.

When he turned his gaze to Rheidoschf, he confessed.

“Yes, I made it for you. ”

A city on a field can't just be a great field.

I would have needed that facility.

The facility could not have been made just by pouring gold coins.

The city had to be assisted by some stubborn, skilled and well-equipped person.

And there were Dwarves in this city.

“You're a good boy. ”

At the end of the conclusion, Rheindochf made an impression.

“I didn't do it. No, my hands did. ”

He said he received the liquor I gave him.

I was not exceptionally good at bottling and peeling the wrapping paper.

Indeed, all Dwarves are lovers.

He popped a bottle and drank. You drink well.

The mayor said to me, watching Rheidoschf take the second bottle.

“I have a lot of eyes on Rheidoschf. ”

Fairies hate Dwarves. It proves that the species that the fairy first culled was a dwarf.

“I know."

I cut off the mayor's horse and brought in Yolin and the mercenary.

I put another weapon with a cloth on it.

“Woof!”

Rheidoschf reveals his intoxication with Trim. You can see the cheeks are quite red.

Meanwhile, I looked at the market and said,

“Don't worry. The kids chasing Rheindorf are on fire now, so there's no way to go after this Dwarf for free."

“I see. ”

The mayor smiled. Look at this guy. You don't believe it, but you smile well.

Well, there's nothing I wouldn't laugh at.

I replied with a big smile.

“Yes, it is. ”

I didn't lie to you. As soon as I leave this mansion, things are gonna blow up.

The eyes of the spreading fairy all day made me guess that time.

“Let me borrow a sword. ”

I pointed to the sword that hangs on one side of the joint.

“Of course.”

The mayor smiled and replied. I picked up the sword.

The shape of the blade was well balanced, and the way it was glued was excellent.

It was firm and sharp.

It was a great human weapon.

I took a sack of shortcodes and examined the other weapon.

Well, that's all well and good. The Dwarf's skill was also brief.

It was a fact that drunk Rheidoschf had hammered it here.

I've left everything but the shortsword.

It's a fine weapon, but it's not enough compared to Elyse. Not for a long time.

“Huh, can I fix this? ”

In the meantime, a dwarf who became drunk and a second version of Rheindochf said, He touched my armor and my spear with his thick fingers.

“Yes, and it was refined into a throwing dagger. ”

He pointed to the cloth.

Rheidoschf looks at the broken Glaive, taking off the cloth with his hands.

“A rare ingredient. ”

It's precious. It's really precious.

“Three days."

He strokes each weapon individually, and Rheidoschf says,

All in three days? This guy's got real talent.

I held the sword in my hand, stabbed it several times, and then I looked back.

“I'll just be a moment, then. ”

The fairy would have reported that I had a meeting with Rheidoschf.

And before arriving at the mayor's palace, the watchful gaze became more detailed and the streets narrowed towards me.

"Why?"

Why, 'cause you're ready.

If Lind had succeeded, there wouldn't have been many forms of assassins for those bastards on the North continent to send me.

The first is poison.

It failed.

The second is assassination.

It wouldn't even let me try.

The third came forward. That wasn't an assassination attempt.

It was to assess my spear.

Then there are two options left, but I narrowed them down to one.

I left the mansion with an expectation. The sticky gaze came back on.

Digo stands in front of him, leaning on Halberd.

“Where's Barnes?”

“I left them tied up nicely. ”

Son of a bitch, he keeps running.

“Let's eat. ”

In my words, Digo smiled with his back to the moonlight. Ugh, I'm pretty scared to laugh at this night.

Digo picks up his guillotine and treads through the floor.

“Shall we go first? ”

“You found it?”

“He found it for me. ”

The conversation between the two of us must have been overheard by a fairy. Digo's gaze rises above the tree in front of the mansion.

At that moment, a black shadow appeared from there. It was a cat-like movement.

Boom!

At the same time, the appearance of the great knight in front of me disappeared, and the soil of the ground he had chopped up rose.

Above the moonlight, you see an elf holding two swords.

And the line that crosses the fairy.

The shining moon was the background.

Guillotine's red light and fairy blood stain the moonlight.

Ta-da. Whoo-hoo!

On the ground, Digo's guillotine vibrates horribly.

Guillotine is an artifact and its power is originally in Ego.

Digo's weapon has a self. Gillotyn was originally Ego Halberd, so this was her original look.

“Find it."

As Digo mutters, Guillotine whispers. Of course I couldn't hear it in my ears.

But the weapon was loyal to its master's command.

Whoo-hoo!

Guillotine searched for the enemy with a vibration.

I gladly watched the scene. It was the moment Diego hit the ground again.

Suddenly, I turned around in front of him.

The floor rose and the sky fell.

There was no time to moan and scream. Instead, I moved because I was prepared.

I hit the floor.

Puebuck.

I cut the air where I was and plugged something in.

Tears poured out. My nose was hot and I coughed.

“Cough! Cough! ”

Beyond the wobbly vision, my senses felt a sharp touch.

It was an invisible arrow.

I draw the sword in my hand up and down.

Bam.

The air bursts. No, the invisible arrow bursts.

It was magic. I threw out the sword with the invisible arrow.

Tsk.

He splits open the black air that cuts through the wind. At the same time, I took my hand into my boot.