From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

Digo wasn't yelling because he was a fool.

There was something else I wanted.

The power exposure here is a serious blow to us.

No, it was more accurate to say that you can't show them all even with a power exposure.

The fairies were calm and cold. As soon as they heard the scream, they were bitten back. It was an astonishing reversal rate.

Seeing the command system centralized and speechless, you think it's a well-trained army.

There was no battle anyway.

Those who have lost their enemy's advantage have left. Digo didn't go after them.

Instead, you swing the guillotine to the side as they leave. The wind rises in the direction he swings and the reed that covers the area is cut in semi-circular shape.

Bloop-oop!

His words flutter with excitement.

The fine horse called Scraper was a pair that goes well with Digo.

Digo comes down from the horse, watching the elf pack retreat for a long time.

I feel like I've grown bigger than before.

“You coming?”

Jennifer speaks from behind.

Hey, I can hear you. I can tell by the way she looks at me, she's got a keen sense of vice-nitra.

As Digo approaches, he strikes Gillotin from top to bottom without a word, and I raise his mercenary from bottom to top.

The two weapons diverted and split the air before they hit.

Even without a struggle, the compressed air bursts and pushes the reed around.

Digo's cut reed blows into the air.

The tip of the guillotine is planted on the floor. Digo gently knelt on one knee and said.

“Lord.”

“Hello, I'm glad to see you. ”

After receiving his greeting, I cast my gaze away because my forehead was itchy.

I saw a white light reflecting the sunlight.

I was able to hang my left wrist on the fact that the white one was a pumpkin.

The pumpkin, who had seen me from afar, turned around as it was.

Shy wolf.

I walked with a bloody smile.

I saw Linds, Alice and Royce.

Lois has a big scar on her forehead, and she looks proud of it.

You're all right.

“A medal for fighting the landslide. ”

Lois said.

“More jokes? ”

“It's true.”

Alice scans me up and down and gives me an impression.

“Oh, why! ”

It is an additional effect of improving skills than before. Alice's eyes were lifted and she could see everything, including the way I walked, the gesture, the weapon in her eyes.

“Monster, monster. ”

“Is that your greeting? ”

“Hello, Lord. ”

Alice makes fun of you.

Lind frowns at that.

“Are you blaming your father for lack of manners? ”

“Huh? What? You want to die?”

You're a fighting chicken.

Alice places her hand on the sword to Lynd's pinglass. I'd draw the sword right now if I didn't, but Lind knew how to handle her.

“Are you here?”

Lind said, ignoring her. Alice did not shave Lynd's back without pulling out her sword while excavating her molars.

It could have been to keep an example in front of his own monarch after a long time.

“Hey, pee-pee. ”

I tried a small vendetta against Lynd. It's you, isn't it?

You think I'm gonna forget that?

“Thank you for your first love. Lydia has a very attractive little eye for a boy. ”

It was given as a spoon and received as a ladle.

When I saw Lynd, who was pretending to whisper in his ear quietly and speaking out loud, I wanted to dance with his sword.

Oh, I'm a spear dancer.

Come on, it's been a long time since I tasted blood.

“Hey, is that why you did it? ”

Jennifer, who is listening next to you, throws a misunderstanding.

“No!”

I shouted without hesitation.

The mercenary was about to dance.

“What do you think?”

Lind asked. It was a timely question.

What? I'm sorry.

After asking Lind with his eyes, he turns his gaze to those who were following him.

The articles here are Lynd, Digo, Alice and Lois.

Jenryd is not back yet, and my best knight, Hülken, is probably still making a rampage.

It was where Lynd's gaze was headed.

There was a well-refined knife.

A trained group of humans who can be swords and spears, shields and armor, anything.

You dig the ground, you dig the ground.

If we split the sky, we will split the sky.

It was something I didn't want.

Walking troops march at a pace that is neither fast nor slow.

“All forces.”

Rind recites, and the two soldiers behind him shout backwards.

“All forces!”

Soon, their cry spread throughout the troops. Soldiers are good walkers and good walkers.

Formulation was a law that meant combat strength.

Match your hands and feet to match your voice. Line up and use each other's breath to locate.

That was the army. I didn't want the farmer to pick up the sword instead of the plow.

After a brief tour of the mercenary life, I didn't want a clumsy man calling himself a foot soldier.

A soldier's job, a man's life is a battle, a man who leads his life to death, that's what I want.

Despite Digo's strength in the Elf troops' escape, it would have been most effective for their retreat to see their astonishing vision.

The Refined Soldier slaughters.

Bang! Bang!

In front of the slaughtered troops, the Master drums.

It was a welcome ceremony to the monarch who was out of the country as well as formal training.

“Battle language!”

The drum sounds, followed by the shout of the deafening commander.

“Pick up!"

The man with the sword raises the sword, and the man with the spear raises the spear.

With the weapon placed flat in front of your face, everyone kneels down on one knee and says, "Yes."

The earth resonates and air is pushed out of their movements.

The air that was pushed out pressed against my heart and made me feel a tremor.

Yeah, to be honest, it felt pretty damn good.

Lind opened her eyes and I told them what they needed to know.

“Rest!”

“Rest!”

The group of humans who moved without error was moved.

I don't know if it was fertilizer enough for them to fertilize the soil during their training.

Fixed meals, consistent training, and subsequent rigorous labor were able to make elite soldiers.

However, not everyone was able to do this.

‘Grafe and Lynd, that's where the tequila comes in. ’

A good soldier wages a war in the best way before the war.

Increases the amount and quality of troops.

Grafe and Lynd showed me that.

The soldiers march back in ranks. There was dust on the parched ground because it did not rain for a few days.

I keep an eye on the distant forces as they sweep through the passage.

“Oh.”

Jennifer gasps next to you.

The reaction is slow but too late.

“What do you think?”

Then Lind quietly asked.

How's that?

“You, right?”

“…… What are you talking about? ”

I fell in love with a series of emotions, but I couldn't forget something.

A man has something he shouldn't touch.

“It's you.”

“No, I'm not.”

Lind's on the move. What about the graffiti? I bet you do.

“I told you to spread false rumors. I didn't tell you to do human attacks. ”

“It was a rumor based on facts. ”

Lind grabbed each one and said,

“Actually?"

“It's true.”

Then why are you taking a step back?

Alice's unraveling voice bothers me. You hear a murmur.

“He's a snitch.”

Hey, I hear you, you bastards.

“Digo.”

Lind crashed into the ground scared to the end of what I was saying. It was an astonishing speed for the crow army.

The moment he hit the ground, a stone splashes and Lind's body expands, folding the space.

I ran forward instead of calling Digo. Soon the knights ran after me.

“The Lord is back! ”

Royce exclaims in excitement.

“Yay!"

Alice just shouted.

Crazy.

“I'll get him! ”

Digo runs. Lynd's feet are really fast. It must have been the training of the memorandum over the years.

I never expected Digo to catch it.

I suddenly wondered.

"Really?"

To make fun of me?

Did he train hard for it?

Likely enough

“One explodes when caught. ”

As I growl, Lynd's feet go faster.

It was time to see the results of an amazing exercise. Digo shows his true colors as his first greeting, and Alice lets him know his sight is rising.

Royse oversteps her bounds, but Lynd shows her training accomplishments now.

“Come on, hold on to me. ”

And it was my turn to demonstrate my training achievements.

* * *

The evening after returning, I poured and drank.

“Except me! ”

Wheelken joins us late. The exhausted face of the canoe shows an example and sits next to it.

And instead of drinking, he fell down drunk and fell asleep.

I placed a large tent in the barracks as a mattress and lit a large campfire everywhere.

The chef came out and baked meat, and after a long time I met Vitalia, she never left my side to introduce me to a different dish.

“Have you met my Grafe? ”

Piece suddenly approached and asked.

I couldn't help but explain how my hunchback sage made me feel.

I just put my hands on his shoulders and Grafe said, "Yes."

“Lynd's right. ”

Yeah, I was sure. So I popped his head instead of his egg.

According to the therapist, drinking is absolutely forbidden, Grafe goes back to work if he has anything to do with it.

You're a fucking workaholic.

I expressed my admiration in words.

“Piss, I'll take your love confession right now. ”

“Damn it.”

She spits at the joke. Then he grabbed the glass in front of him and drank.

Drink well.

“It's too late. Someone else took your master. ”

Yeah? Yeah.

This is no time for blooming flowers.

“I liked it. ”

Piece stands up, leaving his words behind.

And then I walked. The direction she walked was not the banquet, but the office of the man who chose the work.

“An Orc I've never seen slaughter a chicken before said he'd slaughter it first. ”

I blew my sigh. How the hell did you know that was Pinas Ray? I've never seen her covet a man in my life.

I like a handsome man, but I've never slept with him.

“Are you jealous?”

It was Emilia Zighal.

“Are you enjoying your life? Lady?"

I spit it out as a habit.

“Are you really jealous? ”

Next to him was Agatha. It looks like a picture.

If there was a poet here, he would have praised the two flowers right away, and if there were a painter here, he would have listened to the brush right away.

Fortunately, I was neither a poet nor a painter.

“I don't think so. ”

Emilia took my place.

Yeah. There's no time to be jealous.

I'm a busy man.

The commander of each unit, the king of all nations, was a banquet with buttocks on the ground.

I enjoyed it.

It's been a long time since anyone's seen me.

I was wandering around the banquet hall, but I couldn't wait to see the pumpkin that attacked me.

“Bang!"

I was choking on the weight that was pressing me.

Son of a bitch, I'll get the owner. I pushed him hard.

The pumpkin held on for a while and pushed him back. It's getting heavier somehow.

I didn't know when I saw it from afar.

“I was frightened when I saw it for the first time. Where's my little pumpkin? ”

Lind says you agree with him.

The pumpkin is bigger than ever. I'll even give you a hand with the daisy wolf.

The four-legged wolf, which looks bigger for movement, reminds me of a small house.

Of course, it is not the volume of the house, but the combination of plump hair and elastic muscles made the pumpkin look more fierce.

“Grrr."

It's been a long time since I took the Refining Squad out of my arms.

Hook, the pumpkin swiftly shoves my elbow into my mouth.

"Aah!"

The appalled servant screams.

“Oh, sorry. ”

Soon my arm slipped out of the pumpkin's mouth. Just kidding. Just kidding.

Lind soothes the acolytes, and I roll the floor with the pumpkins.

Son, you're trying to beat the owner.

I hooked him up with Weiss. I feel stronger than ever.

After sweating for a while, I poured again and drank again.

How many faces I know and faces I don't know have touched.

“It's an honor!”

It was after I gave the glorious commander a drink.

Barnes comes to me and kneels.

“The grace you reaped...."

“Don't do anything inappropriate. ”

Barnes does something similar with his oath of allegiance, though. Of course, before that, I had to drink five glasses of wine.

After drinking for a long time, Tequila came.

“My son-in-law is too hard on me. ”

I wanted to hear something. Lind, wrapped in a bandage on her head, was impressed.

After a long drink, Lydia appears.

“I thought I was losing my job. You've met your parents, right? ”

Yeah, I was a son of a mother and a father, not a prince.

I was reminded of your conversation.

“The king, well done. ”

“You're the best. Well, can you send me a dress or jewelry sometime? Feel me.”

“What's with the dress? ”

“If you're not capable, why don't you be quiet? Take your son's spine off. ”

Mother and Father did not change. What a lovely family.

While thinking about it, Lydia clears up my mess.

“I'm glad you're here in one piece. Your Majesty.”

Then he opened his mouth to me. I hugged her lightly.

“Come.”

She had no family because she was an orphan. How could someone come to this town so close to the end of the war? A lover who was his ex-lover lost his lover.

So I wanted to be her father and brother.

“You like girls, don't you? ”

Jennifer, drunk, mutters to you. I kicked her ankle.

“52909;!"

Her cat-like voice falls to the ground and falls asleep.

I can't even drink. I can't drink.

I drank for a long time. The flames rose and set the night sky on fire.

The moonlight shone and drew cool water on the earth. The cold autumn air rushes in and the campfire startles you and flees.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed it now.

In addition, I was sad at the same time.

My heart ached.

I opened my mouth and emitted a sound from the depths of my stomach through my vocal cords.

In silence, my voice sounded awkward.

The banquet was coming to an end.

Dwarves, wizards, sculptors, accountants, knights, maidens, wolves, assassins, teachers, soldiers, soldiers, and people.

They passed me in front of my drunk eyes. And when the next day dawned, I began to move on to the next.