From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

What good bait is.

If you want to catch fish, you have to release bread or worms. If you want to catch carnivorous animals, you have to give them meat covered with blood.

An opponent's temptation to pull, not eat, and that would be a good bait.

And now I can rest knowing what my opponent desperately wants.

My army is predominantly elite, so I will aim for my knights and my scribes.

And most of all, he was anxious to kill the compassion.

Who is at the center of this, and who seems to have started the war?

I was the best bait a nobleman could hope for. No matter how vigilant you are, you can't miss that bait!

Seeing the branches expanding forward, I bowed my head. After the eggplant grazed my head, it was a bumpy root.

I couldn't say the ground was even. I couldn't say the road was comfortable.

I bend my head and bend my back to avoid the twigs, and the running time continues with my feet up to my knees, avoiding the roots.

Ping.

Arrows fly from behind, but it's hard to hit even a dazed archer.

I also used zigzags to shield large trees that became obstacles.

Pak.

You hear a scar on the tree behind you.

Sticking arrows, the sound of the wind hitting your ears, and the smell of moisture.

The senses absorbed the surrounding information and informed me of the situation.

I was leading, followed by a deadbeat unit, followed again by my army.

“Save the Lord! ”

“There's the king! ”

The voice of the soldier surprised by the smoke fades away.

‘Armored infantry cannot follow. ’

There are a total of three ways to follow fairy footsteps in this situation.

One, a chase made up of prime numbers, vice knights.

And the second is to lead an army that can run this bluff.

The third is to remove the weapon from the spleen.

‘The three of you shook hands. ’

What I think Lynd can think of.

Bringing in a minority elite will result in the attack on the remaining troops.

I have already suffered minor damage in a single surprise.

‘There's no need for unnecessary bleeding. ’

Lynd will judge.

Why do you think he was so enthusiastic?

To ambush the enemy.

"Use a fourth instead of a third. ’

I recited it to Lynd in my heart.

Sensitive senses conveyed Lynd's intentions. An ally following the noble army suddenly begins to fall behind.

I ignored it and kept running to draw a smooth line if anyone saw it overhead.

Screaming!

I swing my sword every time I come across a road full of obstacles so I can't run in front of it.

The branch clogged front opened three times.

There seems to be a dark hole through the forest. I threw myself into the hole without hesitation.

The smell of damp, wooden scent pierces my nose. I felt like I was running through a wooden rock cave.

Phoebebibbing.

The arrow flies again. The elf's steps are not swift.

The cold-blooded bastards shoot arrows in close proximity.

They know I'm the vice knight and they know how to fight.

A sixth sense beyond the senses tells you the trajectory of their arrows. I mostly dodged an arrow, but I was only targeted by one.

An arrow flew in, and I looked surprised to see it, and it was lodged in my chest.

* * *

“Batun!"

That's right. The elf archer shouts.

Gudrun is not excited. The user immediately appears, biting and chasing down everything it can think of.

I didn't do as much damage to the opposing team as I planned for the first time, but it was an opportunity.

Opportunity to grab the enemy's head and tap it.

Goodrun gathers his lips round as he runs.

Boo-woo.

It was more than a few psychic tricks among fairies.

A portrait of a night owl.

It sounded like it was spreading without meaning, but some of the people who heard it understood the meaning.

Goodrun speeds up. The troops follow her, Clumsy.

* * *

The moment the flying arrow touches your chest, it reaches out and grabs you. In fact, I got my hands on it first, but if I look from afar, it will look like I got hit by an arrow with my hands.

It's simple to say, but there were no such tricks when I acted.

If anyone saw it, there were countless graves to be praised, but there were no audience here.

I'm just a deceitful nobleman.

“Deadly arrows! ”

I spit out anything and ran.

I slowed down moderately and forcefully pierced through the branch I had so far avoided.

A sharp branch in the middle makes the cheek pop.

The elf speeds up.

You swing your sword at a few things. Of course, it was a more resilient knife than before.

Tang!

One branch was cut in half and ran into a snarl. It hit me in the forehead again. No shock, but it twists, startled at the moment it hits your forehead.

I thought about what they would say behind my back.

“Look, this is the forest. You can't avoid all the arrows. ”

No, we can avoid it.

“Killing that man will win the war. ”

Oh, you're too greedy.

How long has it been since you started? You're already trying to grab my head.

“Kill the wicked man. ”

No, you're not going to say this.

“But be careful. ”

“You've been hit by an arrow. This is an opportunity."

Those who pursue me, while speeding up, remain vigilant.

Not all of my imaginations are true, but to some extent they will be.

Well, I wouldn't be fooled if I didn't say so.

I deliberately set foot on the roots and rolled forward. There are three arrows in my crooked position.

The damp soil is all over my body.

“Tsk!"

I got up, spitting dirt in my mouth, and I grabbed the branch that reached next to me and leaned back for a while.

“That man is a wounded beast. Drive.”

A clear shout was heard in the North Continent language.

A large group of elves form a siege net and start chasing them. I'm speeding up.

The unstoppable tree made a forest that covered the moonlight.

Darkness has been settling around for a long time. I couldn't feel the whole army of fairies with my senses.

Boo-woo.

I jumped over a few roots again and heard the night owl's voice with my ears.

Tak.

You step forward with your left foot and turn sideways on the tree with your left palm.

It was an act that meant that he would move like this and use the darkness of the forest to spread the trace.

Please, it was also a movement with a desperate wind to find out my intentions.

I'm tired, so let's get started.

It was a moment, a moment of flashes, vision, touch, sense of smell, touch, and a moment of nobility.

I had no time to hesitate. I snapped my neck back.

Pee-ing.

A silver and white blade that cuts through the darkness just touched the spot where my neck was.

The blade that grazed you just above your nose falls straight down.

I lay still, releasing my strength to my waist.

I saw the falling blade, slapping the sword from my head to my stomach, and still empowered my feet on the ground.

Kick!

With the screams of a lump of iron, my body was flush with the ground and pushed away from the sword.

A twisted blade strikes the ground. Traces of the patchy, dirt and cut roots are fried.

I flew to the ground with my elbows.

I don't see any enemies. You take a few steps back, keeping your eyes open, and lean back against the tree.

Increased vigilance, but did not feel popular.

Rachel couldn't have done this level of ambush. I guessed the enemy's form in a few situations.

‘Magic.’

It was a blow that flew in without a trace, sound or smell.

Leaning back against the tree, I took a breath, and a branch moved and grabbed my arm.

I took five steps forward with my arms outstretched.

Preferred job.

The branch that grabbed me snapped.

In the meantime, a beam of light pours down from above.

Magic, indeed.

Looking at some of the wands of light, I thought of a way to accept it.

If I had solubility in my body, I would have endured it with my body.

Even if it wasn't melted, I had a lot of magic tools in my personal gear.

Of course, not now.

Well, if you don't have it, you can live without it.

If you don't have teeth, chew with your gums.

Pick up the sword from left to right, from right to left.

You pull the vice up and fly the heavy attack several times.

The Pokémon creates a series of strikes with speed and power towards the air.

The muscles burn and the vice soars. Backed by skilled swordsmanship, the vice carved into the back of your hand flutters.

The repeated attacks took one form. Immediately, the shadow of the sword formed a crescent shape toward the light falling in front of me.

I borrowed Hulken's sword, Crescent Moon.

Blah blah blah!

There was no weight in the light that hit the blade. It was a magic arrow.

In the meantime, I learned about magic while stirring up bittalia.

I couldn't learn it myself, so I just wanted to know what kind of magic it is, so I only memorized the approximate method.

What the opposing Pokémon did was simple.

Hides its appearance and shoots an arrow of light at the tree.

Father.

This time, a crescent-shaped blade flew in. The slow rotating blade draws an arc wire, cutting the branches in front of it at all costs.

It was five, not one or two.

It was natural for a fairy army to follow you because your feet were tied.

“Tin!"

You hear the language of the North.

A razor-sharp beam of light reappears in the realm of the senses.

From the thighs to the tops of the feet, the vice condenses and stays on the tops of the feet.

Couddeuk!

You feel your feet on the ground, bending your knees halfway up and straightening.

Boom!

There was a fountain of dirt where I was. Arrows and magic pierce above the source of the violent noise I make.

Ignoring the pose and straightaway, I was able to detect some movement of the flying moths toward me.

A few feisty fairy warriors seem to be closing the streets blocking their retreat.

What's your location?

I spread out my hands and stroked some of the trees around me.

I wanted it to seem like a difficult retreat for the enemy.

Then stopped at the sixth tree.

A tree with multiple blade cuts and scars.

There you are.

I won't have time to be fascinated and find my way here just because I'm a great passerby.

And if there's no time, it's really hard to find the right path.

That's what I expected.

You need a sign to find what you need in an urgent battle.

So I put a lot of signs around it.

I planted smelly herbs and put a mark on the tree that only I could recognize.

Of course it's clearly marked on my map.

‘Wizard.’

If you get a feelin ', it's a wizard.

The opposing Pokémon conceals itself completely. A herd of running fairies, arrows aiming at me, an invisible wizard.

Cripple.

I moved my feet, changed positions, and put everything around me in a range.

Before the war began, I discovered the mystery of Weiss.

Different forms of performances made different features appear.

But soon it was also one.

As I breathed the vice through the molten metal and the molten metal, I tried to maintain its form.

It was like I was forced to wear clothes that didn't fit. But I did.

It was an act of improving Vise proficiency.

I thought the answer was to keep what I got from the door, what I originally had, and all that.

But it didn't. I thought I'd failed.

Where did it go wrong? The time for concern has come.

‘I was wrong.'

I learned a lot from Jennifer while traveling for a year.

My teacher had a lot to tell me besides finding treasure.

Of course, it was unknown in my previous life.

She was a good teacher.

Heave.

The confused vices become one.

I gathered dragon wings, lion bravery, wolf's wings, and the bear's power to build up in the tower.

The tower has changed shape.

I felt I needed a proper name.

Dragon Slayer.

Mercenary.

The moment I got a new vice, I thought I broke the wall that was built inside of me.

A new shivering vice awakens the whole body.

“Whoa.”

Exciting sensations fill the whole body from your fingertips to your toes. I could see better and hear better than before. Darkness did not become an obstacle, and I was able to read the detailed patterns of the visible leaves.

It was a pattern that resembled the writing I had never seen before.

Just reach out your hand and I can feel anything.

I struggled to breathe and to perceive the surroundings.

I remembered why I came here.

Why would Lind put herself in this danger on an unarmed day?

Why leave without worrying while using bait.

The foolish nobleman had to be suspicious.