From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

‘Chris.'

Lind whispers his friend's name in her mind. And I tried to look at the situation calmly.

‘The vice knights on the eighth floor. ’

Is there anyone who can kill him alone?

Even if the Knights attack, he will escape.

That's where the wolf with the vice will stick.

Who can catch the vice knights on the eighth floor?

An equal knight? Not a chance.

I wonder where there are knights on this continent to discuss with him.

I, Hülken, will stick my tongue out.

The Knights, Elf Warriors, Magic and Function, everything hit their heads.

Do you think I'll be a match? ’

Lind did not falsely speculate on articles she did not know about.

However, until now, I have been able to see the blind spots of magic and power.

"No. ’

And finally, I thought of an enemy that Chris would ultimately have to deal with.

‘Dragon.’

An animal in the imagination meant that it could not be shaped.

Lind didn't know the dragon.

It was the only way I could believe it. He believed and cared about what Chris did.

I didn't even want to roll my head right now. He focused on other things and only considered what was necessary to defeat the current situation.

There was an article expressing in his whole body that Lind was confused while he was thinking.

Wolfs, who rolls his feet and opens his eyes, asks for everyone.

“No, did you really go alone? So it's not a decoy. You're really alone? ”

Lind remembered that there was also a Perth in Palmer when he explained the operation.

I didn't think it was very important.

“Whew, this is crazy. Are you crazy? ”

The Perth man speaks. Suddenly, six knights glanced at him.

Suddenly, it felt narrower inside the tent. Despite being motionless, the center table suddenly came closer, feeling a sudden space.

Living, jealous, angry, and annoyed, the dying Perth pulls up the vice without even knowing it.

Fourth floor, great landing in Overman. No, it was worth watching at the beginning of the fifth floor.

It was genius.

But who's the knight staring at that genius now?

There were several knights of the same class in the Kingdom of Fraunmut. There was no better stimulant in training and practice.

The man who dragged it away, however, is currently an eight-story article.

In other words, even that great genius Perth could not handle a single knight here.

“…… What should I do? ”

Perth recognizes that he is the representative of Palmun and takes off his hot gaze and asks again.

That was brave. Chris would have whistled.

Anyway, Perth was right.

If any other commander finds out, he'll be in trouble. From falling tricks to the absence of a commander.

“Don't let them notice. ”

The light returns in Lind's eyes. He finished his thought.

“If there's an all-out war, there won't be a chance to see it. ”

He said:

That's the first I've heard of him.

“While the Lord made a cursing attack on the battlefield, a few of our allies' attacks took place. ”

Lind, with her hand on the table in the middle, pushes the tactical plate over.

A few of the glasses placed on top of it fade away shaking. As one of the glasses falls, Royse next to her wins out nicely.

Half of them gathered in the tent.

“Tonight, two infantry forces will carry out an ambush. Ah, he must be returning with an arrow now. And tomorrow morning, I'm gonna throw a rock through the dialysis. It was the first time everyone had heard of it.

Lind says, looking everywhere on the platform.

“I don't think they want to stall you, but I don't intend to. Here, here, here, on all three sides, we will press the enemy. ”

The Perth has eyes on the operation board.

I thought, "When did you move the army like this?"

Come to think of it, every time Duke Chris Fraunmoont leaves, Lynd moves his army slightly.

In other words, the shape has changed.

It was an operational meeting with the Lord out to do crazy things, but it was unblocked.

As I expected, Lynd's words were not rough.

Perth didn't understand it. Instead, Lind looks strangely angry in his eyes.

His tone was seemingly impeccable.

“Lord Digo will keep his eye on Lord Jenryd, the Southern Warriors here, and Lord Canneruck here. ”

His finger reaches into the plan again.

His tone is still plain, but Weiss Knight's sensitive senses make him think he's still angry.

After what he said.

“I knew where to untie him. ”

Knight Hülken of the Forgotten mutters, and Digo, who holds the spear of the axe, rises without a word.

They weren't the only two.

Thanks to the state troops who left them behind, the dismal knights are ready to unleash their fury in one place.

The Perth swallows its saliva without even knowing it.

They really didn't want to fight if they were enemies.

Aim for this? ’

Probably not

Even so, it was too reckless.

Chris Fraunmoont. King of the Kingdom of Fraunmoont, the heart of this war. The mission was simple, given by the heroes who discussed the continent's strongest.

“Hey, you guys are roughly fighting. Don't support it.”

Lind and herself, Whelken blink, and he speaks.

“I'm going to pick up some lizards from the ice planet. ”

He said he would catch a wild dog coming out of the side mountain.

I thought Perth was just throwing. He was such a joke-and-see kind of guy.

Spitting out profanity was also meant to provoke the emperor, but I thought it might just be an irritation and release.

It wasn't until after Lynd's complexion changed that Perth realized it was the truth.

And now, Lynd and the rest of the Knights have not broken the Lord's resolve.

Instead of duties and responsibilities, he headed for the Emperor's castle alone.

‘This is crazy.'

The Perth was in a frenzy.

Fortunately, there was only one thing.

The only thing that raised this momentum - in fact, furious - was that the Knights of Fraunmutt would completely exterminate the noble horde.

“All troops, prepare for battle. ”

Commander Lynd opened his mouth on behalf of Chris.

Lynd's eyes and expression changed after he finished saying that.

It was like a different person before.

“I don't want to insult you that the Lord is not available. ”

“Agreed.”

Jenryd replies.

“Then let's go yell at the damn deadbeat. ”

He takes a few steps as he speaks, walking the veil covering the entrance to the tent.

Outside of the disappearing night, the sun was bursting.

The cold air of the blue dawn rushes into the tent.

It was a morning with a cold breeze digging through his lungs.

And there was a drum that opened that morning.

Bang! Bang! Dong!

It was the sound of the advance drums.

* * *

The emperor remembers his name.

I didn't think of it.

Is that another useless idea? Still? '

What do I want? ’

‘It's happening. ’

The emperor asked himself, answered himself, and spoke to him.

After a brief conversation, I returned to my original self. A body that looks like a brow that doesn't know how to make a face, a mouth and the body of a boy.

“This is the first time.”

The emperor opened his mouth.

Instead of the twenty underneath, he looks at the emperor.

“What are you talking about? ”

Some people looked like middle-aged people with wrinkles due to old age. One of them opened his mouth and asked.

“Swearing. ”

“It's a cruel struggle. ”

One said instead. He was a fairy who belonged to the young axis.

“Are you sure?”

The emperor asks. His expression is still the same, but his eyes sparkle.

It was a mix of interest and annoyance, expectation and malice.

Instead of opening his mouth, he spit out the best answer he could.

“Yes. In the end, it's a no-win scenario. ”

The emperor did not know much about war. His concern was not yours.

So I wrote an anchor and led a fairy.

But I knew one thing.

Fairies live much longer than Humans. And there were still many fairies who did not belong to the Empire.

‘If you get it wrong, you can rebuild it. ’

All you have to do is live.

What do I want? ’

He asked himself again.

The emperor was irritated by the owner of this tenacious mind. Of course, there was no outside stain.

He replied to himself.

‘It's happening. ’

If you get your wish, that's it.

‘I want to fly. ’

The emperor wanted to fly through the sky. It was a war for that.

* * *

The running pumpkin was a great rider.

“I'm sneaking around, but you have to be polite. ”

I asked the wolf to come down. The pumpkin obeyed me quietly.

If I draw too much attention here, we could turn our forces around.

No matter how big a country is, it doesn't mean you have to deal with them all by yourself.

How much more of that will take away what Lynd and my knights have to do.

“Bang."

The pumpkin barks small. It seemed to be calling to me.

“Why are you here alone? ”

I quickly understood the meaning of the word. It was curious, but pumpkin and I were actually spiritually connected.

Or is it because we're dealing with vice now that we have a knack for the bark?

I don't know how it works. But I heard.

“I don't think I should bring him here to die. ”

When I came back to the fifteen, I stood in front of the horse in the armpit and I didn't lose my arm.

When I saw Lynd again.

I see Jen Reed's face and I think of Lois.

Over time, I survived everything I knew, and I wanted to endure every moment of it.

As the battlefield passed and life and death passed, I made a commitment.

“One of me is enough to die. ”

If such a moment comes, if it is necessary, I will save everyone instead of me.

I felt that way.

“Of course I'm not talking to you. But do you speak Central Continental? ”

It was the entrance of the iceberg.

It was time to climb up.

As soon as the pumpkins stopped, I naturally spread the vice widely, and I could see things that were caught in my senses and senses that were invisible to me.

Let's see, the experience instinctively informs the opponent.

There are wizards, there are men who use gifts.

There were more than five Vise Warriors. Among them, it seemed to go between the six and seven floors by fairy standards and human standards.

That's why it's a three-generation elf warrior.

There were more of these guys.

“I know.”

A fairy answered. I could see that he had a deep scar on his face, but he seemed to have quite resonated with the human world.

“You're going to stop him, right? ”

If you just pass me by, I'd like to ignore it.

But I also expected this. Just as the king has a Royal Guard, there will be an army of escorts around the emperor.

The first is going to be this weight.

A warrior who did not become a third generation warrior.

A talented man who failed to join forces with his abilities.

A few clumsy wizards.

“I thought there might be a special unit. ”

The wounded elf says. He had a long tongue.

I swing the mercenary aloud to his side at the exact moment of his silence.

Puck!

I felt heavy on the pole. Red blood splashes through the air with nothing.

It's a good thing you don't smell magic.

It was a gift related to invisibility or secrecy. The trajectory of abilities is unknown, but in the realm of sound and intuition, his appearance reaches more and more clearly.

So there was nothing to miss.

As he falls, magic spills over his head and all sorts of benefits come to me.

The flames blaze and the blade of the vice warrior descends.

It seemed like a colourful, rainbow wave was coming.

I took two steps back and avoided the thunder.

Grrr!

I had a black soot where I was.

I picked up the mercenary from below and up. Light clumps at the end of the tall spear.

Weiss Foam, the pane of Weiss shaped at the end of the pane, turned into the shape of the calendar, and struck as it was.

Soon my spear split in the middle of the fairy army.

Pukaka!

Two elves that were torn apart and couldn't escape were snatched and chopped up and torn apart.

Different level.

I ran. I need to show magic and power. Traces of the ability to make headaches work instantly hit me.

I ignore it. The sound fades as I run.

I ran through a soundless world and struck a foggy fairy's neck with my bare hands.

You see a slow neck bending to the side. Then I cut my fist toward the nobleman's face.

His face softens slowly.

You kick one of the broken pieces of ice towards the man who occasionally throws his sword and wishes to cast his magic.

Now that his speech proficiency is in the water, even kicking with his feet was great.

The swollen, flying ice sculpture pierces the fairy's throat.

And then I stopped.

Paaaaaaaaah!

Wind flows backwards. The body of a fairy was before me after just one sweep.

More than half died.

Not surprising. If the fourth floor is "Over Human," monsters from the eighth floor are more than that.

I turn around, controlling the state of the muscles that never get tired.

“... Run away. ”

The warrior recites. The fearless nobleman looks terrified.

I laughed because it was fun. Then the hands were shaken from bottom to top.

A sharp, flying throwing dagger punches the bird in the air.

“I'm sorry, I'm a sneaky customer. ”

As a night owl falls to the ground, I hit the ground again.

As for the opposing team, you turn your eyes to the bird for a moment and suddenly feel like I've disappeared.

I killed them again.

Feet, hands, and spears pierce the body of the fairy.

Two fairy warriors held out their jabs as I moved. Seeing the tip of the flying jab to the end, you raise the jab with the back of your hand.

The dragon flew into the chasm as soon as any of the Workshop's swords disappeared.

I was getting used to the eight-story vice as I fought.

‘Not bad. ’

“Ugh.”

The last elf shed blood from his mouth. With your belly pierced, you reach out your hand to me to the end.

And soon he was dead. Five holes were pierced in the ship and they could not survive.

After a close slaughter, I walked again.

Immediately, you see an ice wall. Looking at the ice wall, I felt a gentle warmth next to you.

I looked around and saw my wolf.

“Where do you come from? ”

The pumpkin hides instead of engaging in battle and reappears.

The pumpkin pretended not to hear me.

I grabbed the pumpkin's head and began climbing the mountain with a dagger in my hand.

Thanks to the weight of the elurin, I had to stick it to the tip of the dagger's sack.

It wasn't that hard. The ice wall is strong, and a few whiplashes don't collapse from the point of view of it.

A pumpkin erects its claws right next to it, slams it into the wall and kicks the floor.

Tadak.

A pumpkin clinging to the wall pushes its next foot out and begins to climb gradually.

A wolf climbing a cliff? What else could it be? He's a wolf cub with a vice.

I turned my back on that pumpkin and went up the mountain.

The results of simple labor reminded me of misunderstandings. I cleared my mind and focused on what I had to do.

If I have to sacrifice, I will.

But you don't have to die. Who wants to die in the world?

Ultimately, maybe that dragon cub was trying to live, too.

Well, what's his purpose?

I'll just kill the dragon cub and go back.

This was nothing. This was nothing.

A little impulsive, a little computational.

Who would have guessed?

I'm here to fight the Emperor myself.

As surprised as the allies were, no one could have predicted it.

The dragon was a creature of imagination.

I kept sticking the dagger into the wall, thinking of a monster bigger than the bear that had gone crazy inside my head.

Simple labor also kept me thinking about misunderstandings.