From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

You're crazy.

Angling couldn't think of anything else.

The Knights of Ludwig's Wall carry 200 knights and chop down trees.

And Dumby is killing a group of sentinels.

There have been eight deaths so far.

At first, I didn't know, but now I know who it is.

The enemy does not hide his identity.

‘Hülken Ludwig. ’

I couldn't ignore it, I couldn't let it go.

We have an emergency.

Five heads of the Sentinel family moved.

One of them, Angry Day, finds himself.

“If you let me, I'll rip your ears off. ”

In human terms, it meant to separate the flesh from the bone.

Angling understood his anger.

At the same time, I had a hunch that this was the work of a single person.

“Ghosts?”

“Processing. ”

“It's not an taunt. ”

Angry days say, Angling thinks otherwise.

Taunt. That's also eye-catching.

And then the report came in.

Chris Fraunmoont has disappeared from Baltis.

The eyes that have been chasing you have evaporated colorfully.

Ansing calculated quickly. What would you do if you were Chris Framework?

What are you going to move around for?

He measured his weapon and strength.

“Avoid all-out war. ”

Angling said, it was a conclusion I had come to in my mind.

Angry days did not show anger.

“But if you come in any further, you respond. ”

Only then did Angling show his satisfaction with his expression.

Even though the name Weiss Knight or Hulken Ludwig is as solid as the Wall, Boon had the strength to break through the Wall in anger.

At least he believed so.

After his return, Angling continues to think.

‘Gudrun's failure. ’

But the failure borrowed the power of Wixus, not Chris himself.

‘This is not a Wizard's War. ’

Hencing needed to raise awareness about the western continent's movements.

Not all of them.

Instead of appraising what he was after, I thought about what he could do.

‘You can hide your appearance and discuss the continent's strongest with a single force. ’

You're good at assassination and small operations there.

Lois, what's the location of Yulovan? ’

Ansing knew the whereabouts of all the knights in Prawnmund.

How many of them are missing?

If more than one vice knight gathers to chew through a single squad, what will they target?

I could have scattered it from the start to try to get it.

Anyway, I saw Chris' goal.

‘It's me.'

Angling was not a narcissist. It was an objective conclusion.

Killing yourself will shake the border troops. You could brake the movement of the North Continent.

‘My head is working. ’

I would do it myself.

A scepter for the cost of the female and the duc.

How effective is that?

How devastating.

If it were chess, it would have turned the board upside down and smashed it.

A new spinning board.

“Goodrun.”

“Yes."

My daughter, who was waiting in the dark, came out.

“To my home country.”

He wrote a handwritten letter. It contained a summary of the situation along with the reinforcements.

and their dispatch to protect themselves.

Ansing protects himself and prepares a counter at the target's target.

If Chris François is currently hiding, he's probably on guard.

That wasn't the end of it.

"Go, kill him. ’

Even though your sack Jab is still after him, he didn't know it.

Ansing has not seen and received their failures. That's why they're still going after Chris.

* * *

As Goodrun sets off with his Shadow Grass Bag, four fairy warriors follow behind him.

And they stopped when Gudrun stepped into Wixus.

“Not here. ”

Standing at the forefront was a blindfolded fairy. He was a man with pointy ears like a fairy, and his skin was clear enough to be blue.

“The goal has gone backwards over there. ”

Another fairy has spoken.

“Not good. ”

The blind fairy said. The three fairies did not vomit on his words.

They were able to guess each other's thoughts without speaking.

The four wait. Gudrun fails, and the moment they leave, he strikes back.

By the way.

“Damn wizard. ”

One in four vomited complaints. The fairy was the tallest.

Magic flashes the target and pushes it back. It appears far away.

The blindfolded fairy is calm.

Chris and his group follow the trail calmly. After a few days of observing, he opened his mouth.

“This morning. ”

The moment he spoke, Chris removed the eyes that were watching him.

Then the bear-like knight and his group take the wagon and go after Chris.

“Should I call a raven or an owl? ”

“No. If I'm late, I'll miss it. ”

When the tall elf asks, the blind elf spits out quickly. He actually walked aloud.

He ran well without any help, even though he had no vision. Soon the other three followed him.

"Where?"

He asked himself: Soon the answer came out.

When he measured the direction, he was amazed at the human speed of Chris.

The dizzy fairy was faster than running. He wasn't even riding a horse.

“Here we go."

So he had to speak quickly and move faster.

A fairy without blue skin eyes was a fairy with a special sixth sense instead of losing an eye.

He can feel the opponent at least once.

I felt ominous and good about it, so I could see if the operation was successful.

He was a truly talented master who was different from a fraudster fortuneteller.

Thanks to you, I've been on this mission and I've been chasing Chris.

The three fairy warriors chase after him like crazy. He was a vigilante for those who were weak and unfit.

"Where?"

Not to the north, not to the west.

“Map."

As Chris takes a moment to speak, an elf sees where they are standing.

“The border between Tegis and Sercado. ”

"Why?"

The elf could not find the answer.

I saw the blade fall over my head instead. It was a short future that felt very rare.

I'm not embarrassed. The blade is slow.

It wasn't Vise Knight, it was the Assassin's sword.

It was a surprise, but not a surprise to him.

“Top.”

Two warriors pick up their jabs and stab them up from underneath.

One of the other warriors turns his back on one of the trees.

Rare trees and winter make the assassin fall dry and jabbered on the ground.

“Cough!”

He coughs as he falls from his back. It was a cough mixed with blood.

Then I rolled straight over to the side.

Puck.

It was the moment that the elf warrior pulled his jab back to kill him with his bare feet.

I could have killed him in a heartbeat.

They were trained warriors, and one of them was a "leaf bird" stage vice user.

“Spread out!"

The blind elf shouts. The elf who was after the assassin twists back.

The elf feels something has passed by, aiming for him. It was a spear.

But in her eyes, it was just a flash.

“Red Fruit! ”

Their leader shouted again. The ability to give up your eyes tells you what to do here.

The owner of the ferocious palate opened his mouth.

“Hurry up. ”

And only then did they realize that their target had resigned from the road.

Chris did not make eye contact with them. I looked everywhere with my eyes wide open, then I gazed at the ground.

An elongated spear in both hands.

You are surrounded by thick armor. It was armor that felt heavy just looking at it.

I noticed a shoulder blade carved into the dragon's head.

It was an invisible appearance from a fairy warrior leader. He did not feel ominous.

‘Possible.’

They asked themselves if the operation was a success, and they took it out as soon as they heard back.

They were not the ones who hit their hands and feet for a year or two. For the fairy there was a lot of time, and they were each other's hands and feet for a long time.

Kick!

Chris' spear flashed again.

Two fairies have crossed the jab and stopped him.

The sound of a lump of iron resounded. The leader felt ominous at that moment.

What floor are they on? ’

With a feeling of camaraderie, my head went back several times more than usual.

Red berries were a netting operation. These four were Vice Knight hunters.

They were the ones who invented this technique in the first place, so they were also confident.

Five floors of vice knights is possible.

Huff, puff.

The wind hit my ear. I couldn't see it, but I could feel the leader of the warriors.

“Monster."

He recited it.

In the place where the two incarnations had passed, there would be the bodies of two fairy warriors who could not even scream.

‘I heard you have to be good at entering the 6th floor. ’

That's ridiculous.

Abel the Spear King felt ridiculous.

He didn't know, but even after reaching Skill 90, he felt inadequate and never hesitated to train.

Boom.

You hear a pumpkin burst.

He was the owner of the net that was hit over his head.

“Are you okay? Can you move? ”

I heard Chris' voice. I wasn't asking myself.

“I'm fine.”

The assassin who wanted to kill himself was also on his side.

‘It was meant to be. ’

How did he know? Because there was no way to resolve his doubts, he stopped being curious.

Instead, I waited quietly for the enemy's spear.

And at the same time, I felt the limits of my abilities.

"Monsters beyond my imagination cannot be measured. ’

It was the first limit I felt in his life.

That's probably why he didn't feel bad before he took off.

‘should be informed. ’

He stepped back and said.

“Help me. ”

I found the tree and warmed the fairy's blood. It was the means of a fairy spleen.

He carved his own words into a tree.

“Forget it."

Chris' spear flew in and cut off his wooden hand.

A terrible pain spread to the wrists.

Instead of screaming, he raises his ear to where Chris is.

"You know this? ’

“I'm sorry, I'm still sticking to the mysticism. ”

“What are you talking... …."

He didn't finish. The spear that killed three of his companions pierces your throat, so you can't even talk to him.

“Now, clean up, and the wounded go back and rest. ”

I spoke and I drew my spear.

Something was different. My previous spear and my current spear were different.

Weapons were the same. I was human too.

But the body and muscles that move at the same time as the reaching force, direction, angle, thinking.

"Wishy?"

Weiss moved as well.

That's what I was training for.

Even so, it was too easy.

Was it easy for you?

No, I knew as soon as I saw four. A warrior with a net, two jabs.

Four fairy warriors who created the Weiss Knight hunting technique.

They were born with their hands and feet crossed. They were legends who changed one of the continental warfare laws.

If it had been another vice knight, and not me, it would have been classic.

It was not arrogance.

If you hadn't killed one person from the start with a body slam, Whelken would have been embarrassed.

Then why is it so easy for me?

"Function?"

Is that what's happening to me?

There's no such thing.

I was crazy about my spear skills. Changes in body and skill levels as EXP increases.

The shooting of all of it was me now.

"Are you fit to hang out with geniuses? ’

There was a genius named Royce Yul Novan or a madman with a sword called Alice.

Hulken Ludwig, King of Spears Abel, and the Sword King.

My heart flutters with a spear in my hand, but I purposely crush it.

tenacity without talent.

My talents were tenacious. It was hideous.

I didn't want to give it up, so I didn't want to be satisfied with the current me.

Anyway, I wanted to stick to the mysticism like I told the dead nobleman.

And now I'm suing him because I think he's mistaken.

Now, did you think the tide of the continent was in your hands?

You arrogant, green-eyed son of a bitch, do you think so?

Whilst Wheelken was shaking and his gaze pursued me, all I wanted was to be where I needed to be.

Well, in the meantime, I'm gonna find a teacher and sweep up some treasure.

“Location?”

“It's half a day's walk. ”

I've located Jennifer and moved on.

* * *

Duchy never thought life was boring.

Rather, it was hard because my life was so turbulent.

‘I wanted to live a normal life. ’

Of course I wasn't complaining.

In fact, my heart was beating.

He could not have been an ordinary nobleman since he made a human being named Chris his lord.

There was barely any Dutch writing in his mouth through his trade with the South.

“Earl.”

Currently, he was Earl Dutch.

He was also a nobleman from the government and attended meetings with King Chris Fraunmoont.

“Are you there?”

“Yes."

When Duke Dutch asks, his escort answers.

Behind Duke Dutch, a squadron of fifty crows glare.

They were his escorts, and they followed their commanders.

And where they arrived was the outskirts of the spine mountains that crossed the south and east.

When I got out of the wagon, the high peaks and mountain ranges filled my eyes.

Earl Dutch experienced that he had to be knee-deep in order to cross the slow-looking mountain range.

I had to climb a rough mountain, but I sighed and hesitated.

“What about that damn bear? ”

“It's not here. ”

A Dwarf jumps out of his wagon.

“There's no nobleman, is there? ”

Lynd Sonate, who came with his third companion in the wagon, answered his question.

"None."

“Are you sure? Shit, if we get caught here, we're all dead. ”

I confronted the situation and thought.

‘You know. ’

I recently heard about the Nymph's Informational Strength on the North Continent.

If it were so easy to find, they would already know.

Why didn't they hit us? Rats biting cats at a crossroads.

Well, maybe there's another reason.

Of course, Earl Dutch was of little importance to himself.

What was important to him was something else.

“I will provide another home for the Dwarf camp here. You came because you believed in that promise."

Earl Dutch stepped up and said,

Lind nods.

“JE&J.”

You're a filthy drunk.

A red-nosed dwarf immediately approaches a rock and pushes with all his shoulders.

A rock is pushed back from his shoulders.

Earl Dutch admired his insides without staining the outside.

‘Fantastic.'

It is incredibly sophisticated. It draws a square and pushes the rock backwards.

“Follow me.”

A drunken dwarf said.

This is what Chris was after. A dwarf's migration between himself and Whelken.

No matter how great the fairies may be, they can't always look across the continent.

There were blind spots and gaps in surveillance.

And in less than two months, the Dwarves were all admitted to Fraunmoont.

The dungeons where they lived became empty. And I didn't know until then.

Strangely, I was unable to infiltrate Fraunmund territory.