From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

Fairies are the best archers.

They were good marksmen who held bows five years before they were born and were not ashamed to put two letters of archery on them.

‘It's for five-year-olds. ’

That's what Lind said while stirring up the crow army.

It wasn't a lie. Of course, you thought the entire crew of the crow army was a scamp.

A fairy is a natural palace where only five sunsets meet flying birds and catch a tree squirrel.

That's the fairy.

How great.

‘As a soldier, I don't have that much resources. ’

Humans were unable to keep up with the fairies.

‘Normally, yes. ’

Talent alone defeated Orcs with an arm wrestling without vise.

Orcs are power, fairies are technology.

Due to their natural strength, the Orcs have been reluctant to train to increase their strength.

With a natural sense, the elf is reluctant to train to increase its skills.

It was natural.

‘So will I. ’

Those without a destination did not run at full speed.

After the first successful raid, Lind runs through the trees, keeping an eye on his enemies.

Some of the arrows pierced the fairy's head and some became ornaments of the torso.

"Aah!"

With fairy screams as music, Lynd pulls back and pulls the demonstration.

I stepped on the roots, jumped up, and pushed my foot against the tree in front of me.

My body was pushed back and forth.

The crow squad that saw Lynd's movements bounced back with him without rest.

“Quick Fire!"

The deputy shouts, "If there are no other orders, shoot them as you see them."

It's good to hit or not to hit. It was effective enough to keep the arrows from crossing this area.

Thanks to this, the group of fairies do not rush to rest towards the crow army.

Instead, they unleashed their natural wealth.

The price of a natural archery has begun to attract protests.

Lynd takes two steps forward instead of taking a step back.

I saw two fairies in Lind's eyes. It was a cold face that seemed to emit even cold air when I opened my sharp jawline, eyes, and mouth.

The hands of the two elves who kept their expressions silent sweep through the tradition of waistdancing and put arrows in the demonstration in their hands.

Ping.

You can see a flash through the darkness in Lind's eyes. You could have avoided, but Lind reached out her hands and grabbed the arrow.

You hear two arrows in your hand as your bow drops.

Dynamic flashes turned into shapes that were just wooden beams and tentacles.

The two elves who shot the bow have four eyes on him.

As they raise their bows again, an arrow from somewhere pings and flies into either one of their heads.

As soon as one falls, the body of the elf next to you disappears behind the tree, casting a shadow.

Lind bends slowly and grabs his bow.

Tupperware!

The black arrowhead flies away as a shield to the darkness. I thought no matter how good the fairy's eyes were, it would be hard to avoid without vice.

The idea was right.

Lynd raises his bow and tugs at the protest. There was no rush.

The spilling arrows keep the elf within range.

Where are you?

The army needs a command. Those who draw the bow in front of you are soldiers.

Lind pulls up the vice and makes the five senses nervous.

I thought based on my vision and hearing and the information I saw and heard.

Boo-woo.

The night owl flew.

The owl flew well, avoiding the abundant branches. It was okay to say acrobatic flying.

And right underneath where the owl flew, I saw the elf making eye contact with Lind.

‘Beautiful.'

The continent is the best beauty anyone can see.

Nymphs are a beautiful species that are excluded by human standards.

Lind aims at the pretty face while pulling the protest.

The elf makes eye contact.

He glanced at Rind's face.

Are you angry?

I asked myself, rather than anger, my ego seems to be broken.

‘I'm not sure. ’

It's hard to know how you feel just by looking at a fairy's face.

Thung.

After the protest, the arrow cuts through the air.

Tak.

The sensitive senses tell you where the arrow stopped. You see a fairy holding an arrow in her hand.

‘Gotcha.'

Lord Commander Weiss Knight.

Lind sets an eye on the target and hides behind the tree.

Three arrows fly into his retreat.

Lean back against the tree and stand at an angle, the deputy said.

It was right behind me. The dense trees were nature's cover.

“Two down. ”

“Where?”

“One on the shoulder, one on the thigh. ”

Lind closes her eyes for a moment and thinks:

What is talent?

It makes me feel funny. If you are talented in swords, you will be interested in swinging them.

It makes me feel fulfilled even if I follow it a little.

Fairy bows, too. They were all great archers.

You have a favorable notice and have both been struck by a dark raid.

“Two returning home, cease cover fire. ”

When one of you stops throwing arrows, the other stops.

Scattered winds blow.

Between forest and forest, between darkness and darkness.

Two archers face each other between the forest and the darkness.

‘Forty-eight if you two go back. ’

And the opponent's number is over two hundred.

"That's a lot."

Four ships. They're all talented fairy bowmen.

Lind grabs her hand, leaning against the tree. Adjusted the bow protest and counted the number of arrows.

I bounced empty flesh into the air. Moderate elasticity stimulated hands and arm muscles.

A thud spreads through the darkness.

As Lynd catches his breath, you hear a clear, sweet voice.

“Are you throwing a bow at a fairy? ”

I was going to be commander.

“Yes.”

Lind replied without revealing herself. I could almost feel the life that was aiming for me.

‘He must be over ten. I like your voice.'

The fairy with a clear, clear voice opens her mouth again.

“With what confidence? ”

I would be confident because I am talented Lind doesn't smile as she listens to the fairy commander.

Understanding the opponent, he seems to act instead of speaking.

So far, it's not a target, it's a cover fire.

The crow squad shoots a bow every time it eats, sleeps, and runs.

I shot while eating. I shot while sleeping.

I shot and ran cheap and shot.

I shot him in the face with my finger on the protest.

You make and shoot arrows. I pulled a ton of strings.

The crow army was so light that some of them listened to their colleagues, and some of them were judged to be boring because they were too quiet.

Pasel, Randel, HRT, Mandia…….

Rind remembers the name of his unit and feels the dimensional movement of the life that was aiming for him.

And yet he does not move.

A few fairies climb up the tree and aim for themselves, opening the angles between the projectiles.

The current crisis was what Linds was after.

Not near, but at a distance, Lynd came all this way to create this situation from the beginning.

However, the members of the Crow Corps who each had their own personality had one thing in common.

They pulled the demonstration until at least a hundred or more arches were torn apart.

Lind opens her mouth as she feels alive, aiming for herself.

“Aim all, fire when ready. ”

Thung! Thung! Thung!

The sound of theft echoes from behind. And the bodies of the three fairies who were riding on the tree fell to the ground.

No, to be precise, one fell to the ground, folding its neck in half and informing them that it was dead, and they were hanging by their branches, making fun of each other.

‘Yonkers went up there. ’

“This one.”

The Fairy Commander opens his mouth. He was a kind friend.

Even in this situation, it was really nice to see him writing Central Continent.

Of course, Lind doesn't underestimate you for being kind.

Tofu, tofu!

The arrow flies again. Results were significantly different from before.

Blind at night.

The target has disappeared due to its climb up the tree.

Appropriate distance and location to cover the tree.

‘And all the other shooters are aiming elsewhere. ’

I opened my mouth intentionally and went out.

A taunt that killing yourself to focus on yourself will make this fight easier.

Lynd acknowledges the opposing commander's strength. Angry as he pulls the bow, a flash of light seems to fly away.

Boom!

A tree burst from the arrow. The arrow bounces off the tree behind you, crushing the tree directly behind you, and sticking it at an angle.

A splintered piece of wood spills over Lynd's head, dodging the arrow as he lowers his body.

Rind raises his hand and closes his eyes to see the opponent.

“Don't touch my opponent. ”

And he said quite loudly. Taunt to enemies and warning to allies.

A fairy with bright ears, of course, would have heard all your archers.

“Trampoline f... …."

You hear the commander mumbling.

I still turn to the elf troops falling from the trees, grumbling.

"Come down roughly. ’

Rind conscious of the target with one arrow in his hand. The opposing Pokémon is also conscious.

"Do you think your troops still have the advantage? ’

Lind laughs at the opponent with her mind.

Who will win if an ant who believes in talent and lived with him for a year?

‘Who wins? ’

He who fights better wins.

These conditions were used to win advantageous advancements, calm minds, great weapons, excellent marksmanship, and ranged battles.

The more of these conditions, the greater the chances of winning.

Lynd's unit has significantly increased its chances and has no intention of giving up its advantages.

The user seizes the advantage and shoots at the target.

One at a time.

I carried the veil on my back and pulled the demonstration. Lynd knew their efforts were not in vain.

The talented Brainy Fairy Archer's head count drops rapidly.

Above all, you are directly targeted.

‘You've got to do this. ’

If not, it will be a waste of sweat and blood.

'Well, then I... ’

Feeling the vice rising, Lind pulled the demonstration.

The opponent's noble commander seems to have some light in his eyes. I wanted to see the naturalization of green bloom.

‘I'm angry.'

Lind thought about it and pulled the strings.

'Whew.'

With a deep breath, the vice teems.

His limit was the 4th floor of Vise. God did not grant him more than that.

Lind wasn't overdoing it. I didn't even try to break through.

The level of Overman was enough.

Instead, he focused on the bow. I focused more and more on changing equipment and shooting arrows.

A specially crafted Horn Bow and arrow that can withstand the power of Over Human.

An arrow made entirely of iron. Of course, it was not ordinary steel.

The forearm that pulled the demonstration screamed. The muscles twitch and blood vessels protrude.

The first arrow used something light. It was quick instead of light.

I saw him grab the arrow that flew in on purpose.

The opposing Pokémon repeats itself.

‘The commander instinctively acts in a way that boosts morale. ’

Those in possession of the vice know their power.

Therefore, I used to do more than was necessary.

It was the same for Digo, Royce, Alice, Whelken and Jen Reed.

It all seemed hollow to Lynd. It was an opportunity to stab at any time.

You hear a squeal in a tense protest.

Heave.

After the protest, the wind pressure rose and pushed the ball away.

The demonstration shook the bow. Thanks to his firm hand, his bow stopped trembling.

The arrow Lind shot straight through the air and flew toward the target.

It wasn't fast.

That's why it will look more humble.

The commander reaches out. You notice a slow movement to catch the arrow in flight.

'The end.'

I think back to myself. As soon as the commander reaches out and grabs the arrow, his hand is pushed back.

You pour out half your vice for one arrow.

My arm muscles are trembling and my fingers hurt.

The bridge of the commander with the arrow suddenly rises in the air.

And the dwarf's technique, the compression technique, a five-story vise night armor, pierced his head.

Traces of cerebral cortex, blood, and skull fractures spread into the air.

* * *

“I will rest for two days in the Crow Squad. ”

Lind came back in the morning.

The trail of battle is powerful.

“Yes."

I said yes.

And two days later, the crow army wandered through the forest again.

The elf archer was the one who attacked Fraunmund's army.

And I'm sorry about Ansing, but I had a squad to chew through the enemy's archers, which would leave me with a difference in talents.

Four days and ten days, there has been no raid since Lynd's troops started hitting maneuvers.

After moving beyond the full moon.

Beyond the forest, I saw a land of white soil in front of my eyes.

You tried to greet me with a surprise and a raid.

Aigoo, you're greedy.

You'll only wish you'd sent a few Elf Archers.

“Forward to the army. ”

An army crosses the line in front of me.

It was the land of the North that no army had ever seen before.

Whiteland.

A land full of white earth.

And there was already a welcoming committee on the land.

An army of fairies.

“A lot.”

Wheelken said.

Is that what you want me to say?

“What is the lead? ”

Canneruck filled in Lynd's vacancy said.

“Stand by.”

I opened my mouth. A fairy steps lightly from the opposing team.

“According to Ansing Lisones, ”

A fairy approaches in the middle and shouts. Even though it is quite a long distance, my voice penetrates my ears.

It was a fairy with a thorough knowledge of the vice.

He was a horse. The canoe frowns and shakes its head immediately.