From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

“A ghost.”

Excellent assassin. He appears cautious to kill and tries to catch him, but is rather idle.

And I knew I was hurt.

I thought it was a ghost, a blade that was aiming for me.

But I didn't. Five minutes' walk on the street, a few psychological steps inside.

There was enough, but the opponent didn't come in.

So the dwarf escapes the dungeon while fighting an intangible enemy inside him with an enemy flanking outside the North Forest.

And Chris is gone.

“These guys.”

Wheelken and the Knights of the Wall fought in small numbers, but they marched out in large numbers.

Keeping it some distance makes me nervous.

Ansing realized he had been beaten several times.

Usually at a time like this, his tools were simple and effective.

Assassination and war.

The assassination failed, and Dory threatened herself.

War, there was no end to the long run.

He used all the cards he had, including Palmoon, Sercado and the Eastern continent. The useful one didn't listen very well.

‘I was beaten.’

Angling admits it. It may be his greatest advantage.

At the same time, he decided to:

“Stand by for all troops. Do not respond to provocation. ”

Angling thinks the best way to do this is to not give out information.

Elves and humans have different eyes on time. Life expectancy is different.

Humans are impatient, so waiting would be advantageous.

That's what Angling thought. Usually, it was the right answer.

* * *

You think waiting is the answer, right?

I'd like to know how many of them I have lying around. If we don't fall for this, we have no choice.

We're gonna have to stall again another way.

It seemed fine yet.

I look at the dirt and recall the latest news.

Fortunately, there was no word that the North continent had moved on.

Table. The woman in front of me turns her arms behind her back, holding one arm with the other, stabbing the ground with her toes.

“So what? You want to hang out with me? Is that a courtship? ”

If you ask me why I got into that relationship with the bandit guild leader in the first place, I'll blame Jennifer for her personality.

I erased and answered Angling's thoughts that were floating around in my head.

“No. I can offer you the power you want, so you can rob me of my treasure." ”

Speaking from about two steps away, I could feel the gaze of the hundredfold crew behind me.

Somehow, you're the guy who makes boyfriends in every city. ’I felt the same look.

A sensual sensation makes the target read its meaning.

Not at all, son.

“That's what I'm saying. ”

Jennifer said finding my former teacher in the presence of a woman who speaks without blushing was quite difficult.

Well, that's why it's more fun, but it's not.

“It's completely different. ”

I said decisively. Jennifer looks back at me.

What was the nature of Jennifer the treasure hunter I knew? I've stumbled upon memories of my past life.

She was bold and did not look back and wanted adventure rather than stability.

And then you slept with me without a care in your past life.

When I cried out in the wounds of war, I held her to comfort me.

I recalled her personality and took out two gold coins from her arms.

It's a lot of money.

“Or I'll hire you. ”

“Employment?”

“I need you and I want to work with you, but that relationship is uncomfortable. ”

“No way.”

A hundred men mutter behind you. When I get back to the country, I'm gonna have to fry Rachel.

That's a hell of a weapon. Very.

Of course, the reaction of the hypocrisy was not incomprehensible.

I adhered to the attitude that gave her space, unlike what I said.

It was a fairly difficult trick.

She nods.

“You're shy. ”

Damn it.

You hear the laughter of a hundred men behind you. I felt like I could not hear anything else, but my sensitive hearing caught all the little noises and put them in my cochlear tube.

“It's not like that. ”

“Good.”

Jennifer accepts. She enjoys the adventure, so it's obvious she'll have more room for foolishness than anyone else.

The prey worked, but I remember your name.

Anyway, it's time to start the treasure hunt.

* * *

Umbilical.

The years were longer than the name Graphene.

Seeing the falling maple leaf, Grafe thought about himself for a moment.

‘Busy.’

It was true that there was no new word for it. It was called a country home.

I had to split up my sleep and my meal.

In the meantime, the treatment had to be imminent, but it was helpful to be busy.

It hurt like hell.

It made me forget a moment of pain.

I wanted to quit in the middle, but this treatment and medical conduct was not my intention.

The anti-blood elf named Piinasray has liked Graphe since the first time I saw him.

Of course she cared for herself. But that doesn't make the pain go away.

“You'll have to walk more than 10,000 feet every day to get your hard bones and cartilage back from childhood. ”

To complain to a beautiful woman who said that with a face of fatigue, even a dizzy man couldn't do it.

Grafe was rarely more sensitive to manners than others.

It's been a habit since I was a kid. I had to be nicer to make my appearance disgusting.

I had to be more careful.

“And live with your face down. ”

Piece said so and gave himself armor wrapped around his torso.

The armor was worn directly on the inside, and the actual defensiveness was unexpected. A calibrator, made a loop between the armor and woven with a firm rope.

When I wrapped this around my body, I felt suffocated and someone pulled my lower back.

It was actually for building up, so it wasn't wrong.

This was also pain. But in the meantime, I also felt joy.

Grape was at lower eye level than Agatha. When he bent at the waist, he always had to lift his neck upward.

Grape walked because he was taking a walk. Of course, walking on foot was also a means to fill it.

Agatha walks in with a maid across the street from her.

The clouds were low, the sky was high, and it was a nice weather for a walk with a refreshing breeze.

“Hello, Ember Bag. ”

I liked hearing Agatha's voice, but the title she calls makes Grafe even more enjoyable.

Above all, Grape was more satisfied with his armor with this robust strap than she was.

Grape was able to open his waist.

“You look good. ”

“I'm cold sweating, but yeah, good. I can't deny it. Lady Agatha.”

“Yes, of course. ”

Lydia, the Lord's personal handmaid, follows Agatha to make sure that Chris doesn't have anything to do while he's away.

Grape walks behind them.

I felt pain in my lower back after a few steps, but I kept walking.

Piece said to welcome the pain. If I didn't feel pain, there were worse consequences to come.

“All my life, a man's room has crossed the water. ”

Amber Bag, the fortress, everyone called it that.

Amber was his city, and he became an Earl of the Republic.

It was acknowledged by the king of his country, Sergado, and given to him by Chris.

Earl Amber, Chancellor of the Prawnmund Republic.

Grape kept walking. Two years ago, I saw a tree that had been moved in red.

The maple leaves seem to have fallen off and filled the floor with red carpet.

The leaves that had not been removed for a few days were fluffy. Grape makes walking easier.

“Hot!"

Far away, the shouting catches your attention. Grape turns his head naturally.

The low wall looks down from the resistance at the high ground.

Grafe noticed the dust rising from afar.

“What's your training schedule today? ”

As he asks, his acolyte approaches right next to him.

He was a smart and quick to see. The boy quickly approached, took the scroll out of his arms and held it with one hand.

“Yes, Lord Digo's Assault Brigade marches this way. ”

The weather that was good for a walk was also good for training.

Grafe nods, and the boy quickly picks up the scroll and retreats back and stalks him.

‘Ten years. ’

Grafe imagines the movements of the far-away troops and recalls Armstrong's work.

After 10 years of investment, Armstrong's troops were strong.

‘It couldn't have been easy. ’

In a short amount of time, he needed an army of soldiers.

Fortunately, Palmoon and himself were in different situations.

Time was more important than money to raise troops unless we wanted to rapidly reduce the population in the first place, that is, destroy the country.

However, the Prawnmund Empire was in a different situation.

‘Civil War.’

There was a big vacancy because of him.

When Chris was Duke of Cercado and this place was Duke, not Duke, the land accepted all refugees.

I didn't just accept it, I absorbed it.

I gave them jobs, I gave them food, I gave them choices.

A sharp increase in population.

That was the first time I was able to raise this army.

The second was money. I had money to feed them, dress them, and put them to sleep.

It was an abundance of money. When I wanted to invest in a different merchant guild because I was useless, there was already a merchant guild I grew up in.

White flag.

And Earl Dutch with the Confederacy and the ropes.

Culture, art, etc. have been the basis for raising them.

Bang, bang.

I bent my head to the sound of thinking. Half of the human kidneys, left and right, again, were being approached by a larger species.

Their footsteps on the ground had the effect of visual and auditory perception that their weight was heavier than that of humans.

He was a hard and small servant, a dwarf.

“Great day for a walk. ”

Grafe confronts him and says,

Then the dwarf with the big face jumped forward and said,

“Damn, if you stand so stiff, I'm gonna have to break your head up. ”

“I can't bend my back on my own. We appreciate your patience."

Grafe smiles and speaks. The dwarf straightens his nose and nods.

“Okay, fine. My head's up. No problem. But I thought we were supposed to give them weapons to touch. When is it coming? ”

“Oh, maybe, um, Around tonight?”

Grape counted and said to himself:

Movement of troops, pre- and post-work processing.

Consider the situation at the top.

“Tonight? Fine. Then we'll set the brazier on fire. ”

“You should.”

As the troops grew, they needed proper weapons.

"How far did you think?" ’

Everyone says they did a great job, but Grafe knew exactly who was behind it.

He was like a monster.

Even though the lifelong force is powerless, when I feel ready for everything I do, I sometimes wonder if my master really is a prophet.

They were preparing for war, and what they needed was clear.

‘Medical history, funds. ’

What do you need after that?

I needed swords, spears, shields, armor and armor.

Suddenly, I couldn't buy a large quantity of weapons.

Sercado said yes, but even if they did, they wouldn't be able to stand by and watch them.

One of the reasons for not being able to raise troops within a short period of time was the supply of weapons.

Chris solved it simply.

Not just one or two clumsy blacksmiths, but a whole thousand people entered the country.

And I made Cho Byeong-Chang, not the armory.

‘I made Cho Byung-chang. ’

Perhaps the Lord had in mind what he was going to do.

It wasn't just a place to make a few knives.

His horse was the city of Ember, where Dwarves hide, in fact.

The dwarf who lived in the dungeon for a long time made the land beautiful.

You created a residential area on the first floor of the basement and decorated it with an armory for weapons production.

‘Good.'

The more I looked at it, the more I felt proud.

There was only one thing I needed.

Ore.

It was just as dangerous to buy ore as to buy weapons in a short time.

There was no one who didn't know iron was a weapon. And no matter how secret, there would be no ruler who didn't know the Dwarves were in the Prawnmund Kingdom.

What will you do then?

"Bring me blind iron. ’

It had already begun before Grafe reached a conclusion. I remembered the origin of iron.

At the same time, I thought the inside of a guy named Ansing Lisoness would be very bitter.

I would have done it myself.

‘A year.’

All of a sudden, he wanted to see the master's face.

He was invisible for almost a year.

So my heart beat in the letter I received yesterday, and the excitement kept him walking.

Here we go.

The letter came flying out of nowhere, and the letter was made out of Goblin Hide.