From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

Her head aches with fatigue.

He had to spend nearly two months freely demonstrating his magical talent.

Her job was to confirm the new faces of those coming into the territory once the hundred-man crew had confirmed them.

I didn't get nauseous in the middle because of my noble skills.

He was a vigilante, but that was it for today.

“Well done.”

Emilia smiles reflectively at Grafe's greeting.

In the aristocratic society so far, her smile was a better weapon than her magical skills.

Not here, of course.

“Fox. Fox. ”

Next to the Graphe, there is now a demigod who is accustomed to that rude tone.

“Thank you for the compliment. ”

Emilia's smile does not go away.

“Where's the compliment? ”

“What pretty fox fur you have. ”

“Look how victorious you are. If you live with a woman like that, you'll suffer for the rest of your life. They'll give you a lot of strength so you don't lose in bed. ”

“Don't. Piece, Lady Sieghal will be in trouble. ”

“Fisherman? You're not with me? ”

Heave!

Looking at the piece pierced through the needle at the waist, Emilia looks away from the ferocious anti-blood fairy.

I was the only one who lost.

Grafe grunts and approaches.

“I'm sorry."

“Hey, don't apologize. ”

The piece is stuck until the end.

“It's all right, Lord Grafe. ”

Grape's waist is wider than before, but there's still a lot of him left.

The title "Umbilical Sage" might not disappear.

“Lady Zighal. ”

“You can call me Emilia. ”

Grafe asked for her favor.

“Great city, isn't it? ”

“Of course.”

Emily knew what this man had done because she was not a fool.

I know exactly what I'm going to do. ’

What I have done has been a great deal compared to what Chris Fraunmutt has done to hear that he is the hero of the past.

However, no one could know its greatness.

The first thing Grafe did was centralize the order.

He had a lot of powerful knights, including Lind, so he had no difficulty with that.

Then I made my way to the central city. It wasn't as grand as it looked.

But even when it rained, the wagon could run.

He set up the checkpoint to distinguish the person who had been here once from the person who had come, and made the finished wagon easier to move.

I have made improvements to the aqueduct facilities in the city and have created people who specialize in that work.

In her eyes, it was a kind of magic.

It was very difficult to make people skilled in anything.

But he did it so easily.

“It's called technology education. ”

It was named.

He created an educational institution in the middle of the capital city of Fraunmoont.

It was not a child, but a professional teaching institute filled with people in need of immediate work.

‘It was efficient.'

When I first saw it, I thought it was consuming.

It was useless to deliberately tear down roads and teach stoning for practice.

However, the number of skilled road repairman has changed.

‘Cause the Kingdom of Fraunmoont has money to feed them. ’

The salt mines, the white flags of the Yabrians, and Earl Dutch ascend south.

The fortress was also widely known as the sculptor's name.

The sculptor Chris sent on a treasure hunt became a bigger man than accountant Mathis.

Grape collects the paintings under Edik's alias and Morn's sculptures to create a gallery just outside the city.

That was enough. A city of culture and art, to be dubbed.

‘Fantastic.'

Culture and art became money. Nobles flocking to see it and resources consumed.

Accommodation and catering have developed.

Chris entered many high-quality restaurants because he did not receive them well unless he was a proper cook.

There were a lot of big and small things going on, but Grafe handled them all with ease.

Grape has dispatched well-trained repairman and sewers to villages and cities around him.

It was a rapid improvement.

Who's going to believe this? ’

The historian who wrote the history books could not believe his eyes.

A small city with slaughtered and old walls soon became a big city.

Funding and foresight, the opportunity to be responsible for the trade with Sercago and Palmer.

Grape used it all.

And while I was so busy walking around, I met Emily often and was healed by Piece.

Should I get some sleep? ’

Just checking on the sender from the checkpoint made me nauseous, but Grafe was ten times busier than her.

And then he stops everything and meets Lind in one place.

Emilia was more curious about this.

There was a boy who spent his castle's fortune enjoying different dishes every day since he came here with Digo.

“What's for dinner tonight? ”

There was also a drunken dwarf whose head would reach his waist.

“You got any fucking booze? My hands are shaking. ”

Even the famous sculptor doesn't know there's no word.

“Is this possible? No, wait. Basically, if you want to implement this feature..."

Emilia herself had bought him several handicrafts.

I didn't know what to say back then.

“Lady Emily. ”

Lind calls herself to the office. Rumor has it that Lind is actually from the North Continent within the city these days, but no one cares.

He was also clean in Emily's spell.

“One last thing I need you to do is check. ”

Lind told me.

That's how important this is, right?

Emily listens to Lynd and sees the face of the crowd.

Opchu Sage Grape, the head of a busy city that will never be seen again.

Knight Lynd Sonate never once a week in the castle to raise the level of a new medic and trainee.

I don't know, sculptor.

Drunken dwarf.

A boy who knows what to eat.

‘I don't know what you're doing. ’

Emilia was faithful to her duties instead of asking questions. She examines the insides of the crowd.

I couldn't read it correctly, but there was no hiding it.

“It's clean."

“Thank you."

After escaping to Lynd's sermon, Emilia doesn't head straight for the room, but toward the wall.

“Lady Emily. ”

“Are you here?”

A lot of people welcomed her.

“Can I get some air? ”

As you exit the fortress, two of the knights you want to jiggle behind you.

The men guarding the walls tried to mount a knight.

It was her eyes that meant her permission was more sensitive to the safety of the lady, not the matter.

“I'm fine.”

Emily speaks up and climbs over the wall. I felt like I was moving several times more than I was in a zigzagging spirit.

‘My legs must be swollen. ’

“Chuckle. ’’

As you climb over the wall, the cold wind sweeps deep into your lungs.

She looks around.

Wide boulevards, training soldiers, and new facilities built south of the city.

‘Dwarf.’

Where did they get it?

It is the home of a thousand Dwarves who suddenly came in.

Of course, it was classified. It was a controlled area, surrounded by a training ground for the crow squad and other major troops.

Even an assassin hiding in plain sight couldn't rest.

Even so, we can't hide it all, but it's just a cloth.

Everyone who knows will know.

And there was a big, wide building building that was building at a different speed.

‘Armory.’

Emilia can see what Grape has done so far and what Chris has prepared for it.

No, I was sure of what I had guessed so far.

She wasn't stupid.

This land had no advantage for aquatic waters. The Wall was a construction that took time, and Grafe dared to give it up.

In other words, it wasn't defense that Chris was preparing.

‘Fight.’

What he was preparing for was war.

* * *

Exactly!

A stone flew in and struck the tree.

Fairies were known to care for trees, plants and animals.

‘No.'

Rachel hides herself in a tree where two branches overlap and cover her body.

With shadows, darkness, and a few conditions, the vice knights couldn't find her rest.

The monstrous acoustic fairy couldn't find her rest.

Rachel exhales and swallows as she learns.

And I remembered a fairy who had been watching for about a full day.

They didn't spare the animals. On the contrary.

They didn't spare anything except animals and plants.

Humans, monsters, dwarves.

Everything was their enemy if they had two feet and thought.

That's why he seemed to like plants and animals relatively.

Rachel couldn't make it across the border.

The Lord did not ask him to risk his life. So she did what she could.

You set a perimeter inside the North Forest and begin the assassination.

Specialist. Hiding in the dark, he slits his throat and falls out.

Killing the five humans with the green eyes creates a touch that aims at you.

‘Not yet.'

They weren't clumsy, but they weren't worth the effort.

On average, it was enough to be careful to avoid the water everywhere, as if it were walking on a rainy floor.

I picked my breath. It was slow and deep.

Exactly!

The fairies are clever. They try to read the rock-shifting stance.

Accidentally, if you get hit by a stone, you will spill your guts.

What do you want me to do? ’

Rachel reads the enemy's breath in the dark.

"Five, six. ’

There was one hiding. Assassins don't wear vices.

Instead, he taught a very unique technique and breathing in the Green Scaffold family.

And with those two visions going on for generations, assassins sometimes had the same power as Weiss.

However, it was not to develop physical abilities, but it was specialized in the ability to hide the technique.

It was a talent that made me hide and read.

Rachel knew the source of this intangible power was the same as Weiss.

But I also knew it didn't work the same way.

The intangible pressure gathers around the crowd, and Rachel senses an open field of view.

It wasn't really an eye-opener. The realm of sixth sense and intuition became incredibly sensitive.

Instead, we shared a strange sense of reality.

The two good assassins had to have a knack for dividing time appropriately.

And Rachel was beyond good. She was brilliant.

The moment her gaze counted on the enemy and decided to make a move.

One of the fairies mutters.

It was right under the tree.

“Techral Comb Show. ”

It was a language of the North Continent that I could not understand. They spit out a few more words and immediately turn around.

They've been coming here throwing stones for hours. It was time for the search to end.

This was far too far out in the North Forest.

Rachel has two daggers in her hand.

It was a strange dagger that left a deep mark on the iron just by drawing it. It didn't produce a wave sound and didn't even feel the blade's foresight.

It was a gift from Chris.

Rachel has been using the Dagger's function for ten minutes.

Immediately, he clears his gaze and leans on a thick branch from top to bottom, sliding down like a spider.

His legs were a web and his hands were the mouths of spiders.

And the spider she imitated was poisonous.

Spatula.

You cut the dagger, and at the same time as you retrieved it, you throw two poisoned needles out of your arms, then roll yourself up the branches.

Rachel was already hiding up in the trees before the Beast of Death fell.

“Up!”

A fairy does not miss it.

Two fairies rise up.

Rachel waited calmly.

‘Vise Knight. ’

One was Vice Knight. It meant that what he had done was nothing but trouble.

In fact, it is not a matter for us to manage our troops.

Rachel is thankful for her opponent's restlessness.

I put a hidden dagger in the extending forearm. The enchanted dagger obliterates its existence before it can be stabbed.

“52909;!"

The right fairy reveals its fangs. The beast's face appears to be piercing the elf's hide.

Rachel kicks her with her feet, not waiting.

The knife is stuck where she was.

I hear the sound of tongues and sticks in the trees.

Rachel pulls her hand as she falls from her head.

Then the wire hanging from the branch is pulled tightly and the neck of the fairy with the sword blown vice is caught. The elf quickly pulls the long rod out of his arms and hangs onto the wire to prevent it from hanging.

Rachel pulls, ignoring her.

Fang-!

As the wire pulls, she strikes the wire with her sword.

Thung!

I did not hang up at once. The drug treatment was finished without a double, triple cut.

Rachel pulls the wire half a turn in the air and hits the ground just before it hits the ground.

Whoo-hoo!

Rachel suddenly rises to the top of the loose wire, striking the blade again.

Instead of the tension the elf hopes for, the sloth welcomes her.

And Rachel pulls the wire again.

D'Duck!

The elf bends its head upward and leans forward.

Skin peels off, and she walks out of the trap.

At that moment, two bolts flew in from both sides and stabbed her in the head and chest.

“I'm not alone! ”

A swift elf shouts, but it's already too late.

“Aim for the crown. ”

At the urgent moment, a small word became a trick.

A blade struck under the ankle while the elf watched over his head.

It was five elite members of the hundred raised by Rachel herself.

“Off!”

“Gaaaah!”

One of the wounded fairies decides and shouts.

Rachel slams herself into her throat with a dagger. Blood flows like a fountain.

Rachel draws her dagger and looks everywhere.

That was enough.

“I'm out.”

After speaking and running, the elite crewmates cling to her. It was time to retreat.