From a terminal Soldier to Monarch

The moment I entered the door, I opened my eyes to the new world unfolding inside.

I was proud to see everything that had gone wrong in my past life and my present life.

It was a sight I wanted to show to others.

"Translucent blue corridors and crystal-clear weapons decorating walls on both sides."

A magical stone with a snap back to the top.

It seemed to replace the lamp.

The light reflected in the magic stone was mixed with orange, yellow, and white, and when it reflected into the crystal, it vomited a variety of colors.

If he had seen it, he would have drawn it from the seat with the canvas in his hand.

If Jennifer had seen it, she would have hid in the shadows and taken 15 deep breaths.

In Treasure Hunter's eyes, everything in this hallway is a treasure.

I carefully looked at the ice axe spear and concluded that the object was not ordinary ice either.

‘I don't think it'll melt if I take it to the central continent. ’

Magic Refining?

However, the North Empire has almost lost its academic affiliation with Mystery, Refining and Enchanting.

I was not free to take the treasure, so I went forward, ignoring everything and hanging from the ceiling.

I thought it was a bit of a waste.

It's the job spirit of a treasure hunter, but right now I'm waiting for something else.

On the eighth floor, Weiss gives you a heavy level of destruction, plus an incredible amount of finesse.

When it comes to sensitivity, the unrivaled nobleman was unaware of my existence.

I possess a spider that climbs up the ceiling without a sound.

You observe them overhead and repeat their movements.

“Purse, Menturaian Bactum. ”

I don't know what you're talking about.

There were three types of noblemen who spoke the language of the North Continent:

Those who look like warriors, they're running out the door.

You can barely hear them kicking the ground as they run.

Minimum three floors.

By the way, the pumpkins are fighting the right way.

Next thing you know, they're dragging Robes around.

I didn't run, but I was annoyed by what happened suddenly.

Well, I kept a fairly cool look on my face, but my sensitive senses read their annoyance.

In human language, we can say, "Where are we?"

The last was not armor, not robes, but lightweight clothing.

Bright blonde, deep blue eyes, pointy ears that look like they're made of leaves.

I've seen a fairy like that before.

The dearest of the deaf.

Nobles of fairies who value tradition.

They are not the nobles of the empire made by the Emperor, but the masters of gifts inherited by blood.

A nobleman of pure blood, a noble fairy who is recognized among fairy blood.

I'm telling you, I'm one of the dearest. I wondered why I couldn't see it.

Was it a waste of time in the war that was so few?

Even deaf children are children who live discriminatory lives.

Well, not human.

It didn't happen this time, but in my past life, the central continent enslaved the Eastern continent after the Orc Wave.

It discriminates against black skin.

The black skin of the Eastern Continent is natural. Is that the reason for discrimination?

That was annoying, too.

‘Fairies are no different from humans. ’

I remembered what Master Pathfinder said.

Like a man who found his way and turned it into his life, he had a wandering wall all over the world.

I ignored them and moved again. There was no need to try to find out where the Emperor was.

‘Maybe he's overconfident. ’

The emperor was showing off his presence.

I felt the vibe of Weiss protruding from its existence.

It's like, "I'm here! 'I felt like a little boy.'

A child, or narcissist, who wants to make himself known.

That thought hit my head.

Thanks to you, I was able to locate the emperor quickly. You climb down from the ceiling, making sure there is no one around.

After I landed, I looked at the door in front of me. This was also an artwork.

A door decorated with gold and silver, copper and bronze.

There was a jewel on top of the door made of crystals, as well as a metal ornament, which was great for my eyes.

Well done.

Is this enchanted, too?

There were no warnings of the five senses or the sixth sense.

The moment I put my hand on the door, the cold energy wrapped around my body from my fingertips.

It wasn't because of magic or function.

The door was cold enough to break through the molten metal.

Dwight. Powering your hands, the door opens to the left and to the right.

“A door carved of solid ice from the heart of the glacier for 10,000 years. What do you think?”

A voice echoes through the open door. It was a voice that was heard in two layers, as if speaking in a cave.

You're talking to me, aren't you?

I clenched my hands and replied.

“Cold as shit. ”

“That Han Gi is the charm of the stone. You don't look so good. ”

Yeah, I don't know anything.

I still don't understand why Edric's paintings are so good.

But I can't say that in front of Edric.

“Nice to meet you. You look like a person. ”

I told you.

It was a seedy little boy who twisted his leg on a throne made of ice like a door.

The boy wears a scruffy robe, and no weapon is seen.

I was curious about the material of the clothing.

It wasn't even windy, but my clothes were beating on their own.

That's amazing.

“Nice to meet you, too. But you're kind of weird. It doesn't look like his face is over 40 without fairy blood in it. Knng, knng. Ah, I see another mark. ”

After greeting the dragon, I smiled at his words, muttering and snorting.

It's also a good thing to hide your face when smiling.

Look at this guy.

I know what you mean.

“I think it's mixed with magic, but did you swallow something? ”

The emperor smiled.

I smile deeper, without flinching.

Did you just smell the artifact?

He's still a curious one.

I grabbed the spear and raised the spear forward. The tip of the dragon, erected at an oblique angle to the ground, points to the emperor.

The emperor was alone. He asked without taking his eyes off me.

“Do you want to fight?”

The emperor asked.

“Of course. ”

I answered.

* * *

The fairy and human bloodline were no different.

However, the temperature was slightly different.

Fairy blood was colder than humans.

Digo faced his useless thoughts behind his back.

You see elf swords and arrows flying towards you.

I couldn't get rid of it all with my blunt senses.

Digo swings the guillotine a lot.

If it could not be stopped, it was quick to eliminate the cause.

Cuahhhh!

Five warts' heads burst from where Guillotine was standing.

One of them flies halfway to the body of the fairy standing on top just because it was unluckily closest to the range of Guillotine.

In the meantime, the flying arrow knocks on the armor.

Squishy squishy!

Your body swings. The scrubber in the barding reverses, not rushes.

Thanks to you, most of the shock flew away.

“It's okay.”

It was okay to ignore the impact of the arrow.

Digo holds Guillotine parallel to the ground with one hand so that the tip of the blade is pointed forward and wipes over the visor with the other hand.

After stealing the helmet, Digo looks forward.

Four fairies have just lost their warts and are loyal to Digo.

‘I'm not afraid. ’

The two letters of emotion, especially the two letters of fear, were closely resected and the rushing elf army was closer to fear.

Of course, it was if it was an ordinary person.

But it was a knight here, and it wasn't just a knight after all.

You can't hurt any nobleman even if you run with the Knights of the Wall bitten back there.

As the scraper steps forward with a left hoof, the four fairies make their way across the street flinching.

It was a fast-paced move outside of Guillotine's range.

Digo kicks his tongue as he sees the elf taking a step forward for no reason.

I'd rather rush. I'm trying to stall.

An arrow flies constantly from a distance while the warrior at close range drags his time.

The arrow couldn't have shocked Digo with the mass of a javelin.

Even though his armor, Warhammer, exerts its power on Dash and Charge, there was no defect in his defense.

With Digo wrapped around his body, he didn't have to be sensitive.

Unlike the other vice knights, this one was more comfortable for Digo.

Dash?

Two out of four can be caught if you run on the scraper in a heartbeat.

Or should I narrow it down? ’

If not, the fairy will retreat just by approaching slowly.

It's better if you come.

I don't know what to do.

Concerns were short, actions were quick.

A little kick kicks you off your feet and the scraper walks forward.

The four fairies aim for the jab and spread out the same distance.

I wanted to charge on the horse, but I couldn't protect the scraper.

Digo, who hated it, decided to narrow it down a little bit so he could finally meet the four of them.

There are already four noble warriors around him.

As he becomes a god of violence and slaughter, he rushes out of the battlefield behind him.

It was good judgment.

If you keep targeting yourself, it's going to be a losing battle.

The commander aims for general knights and troops, not himself.

What, you think that's easy? ’

Digo thought to himself, and kept closing the streets.

Ping.

The arrow flies again. Now you aim for scrapers, not for yourself.

Even if he was the owner of the blunt senses, he was the vice knight.

If you focus, you can catch a few arrows with your bare hands.

He swings his guillotine and shoots a flying arrow into the spear.

Tng - and the arrow bounced off.

Barding is solid and scrapers are great before.

However, this horse was not a vice horse.

‘I wish I had a horse with a vice like a pumpkin. ’

Then I'll charge it to Lance right away.

A few more arrows fly in, and Digo strikes at the scraper.

Sometimes I see sharp arrows between the visors of the helmet and the seams of the armor.

But this isn't it.

Lindra couldn't aim for a crevice in this street.

As we move forward, Digo grabs Gopi.

Hehe.

Scraper raises his head in defiance.

“Stop.”

Digo pauses.

‘This is unstoppable on the horse. ’

Digo watches the enemy move while stopping a few arrows.

He looks like a sloth bear to me, but in reality he was a completely different kind of man.

Chris calls him "The Fox Bear" for nothing.

Digo hides a few bugs inside.

Digo mixed the appropriate fumes.

“How dare you target my words? ”

The words of the furious knight were appropriate. How great was his scraper to be seen by those who knew the value of riding.

Boom!

You slap the floor with the tip of Gillotin's spear.

The hard ice and dirt floors crack open in his fissures.

“Come on, kill them all, will you? ”

It was also the image of a properly angry knight.

A furious knight who knows nothing but strength.

Digo has been in the lead of a number of battles so far.

He was loyal to the Raid Captain, and he put his hand over his mouth, and it could be a great role on the battlefield.

A knight who single-handedly attracts a large number of enemies.

A knight in a senseless charge that prioritizes power.

It was worth it.

“No matter how much you hide the vice, you cannot hide what is hidden in it. Are you pretending to be mad at me for being so cold? ”

Digo's eyebrows in the helmet slash.

In front of him, one fairy warrior approaches.

“My name is Presen. ”

Digo didn't know his name.

But I could tell at first that it wasn't normal.

‘Lord.'

He could see the intensity that he felt for the Lord.

Eyes like a blue lake.

Pressen sweeps away the golden hair.

He was not wearing a helmet.

“I don't like the strategy of As Juneberry, but it's reasonable. I heard breaking weaknesses into strengths is the basis of tactics."

Pressen, one of the three fairy warriors, considers his opponent to be quite appraising.

How to stop arrows, how to swing guillotine.

Attitude against Elves of the Time and the ability to draw out their own vises as soon as they detect them.

The opposing Pokémon stand out from the crowd.

He was the most meticulous of the fairies, a sixth sense owner who could avoid sitting in the seat of a hundred-foot arrow.

Presen asked me to state my name with my eyes. Seeing the four fairies retreat, Digo senses that this is a duel request.

“Digo.”

As Digo spoke his name, Presen replied.

“The Knight, Digo. Don't blame me for dying here. ”

He disappears horribly at the end. I didn't feel any traces of Presen in Digo's sense of weight.

Digo left half his fortune and set up Guillotine.

It was in front of my right thigh.

Kick!

Presen appears with the cry of a lump of iron. He jumps three steps back as soon as he appears.

Guillotine's axe blade was out of reach.

The target is swift, stealthy, and more vicious than Digo.

Digo didn't think it would surprise him at first sight.

* * *

Lind carefully observes the battlefield.

I didn't blink too much, so I even felt a tingle.

‘I broke it.'

Vitaly Stone was a messenger who delivered orders right from a distance.

But the stone has lost its power.

‘The enemy is not a fool. ’

A wizard's trick.

Lynd immediately devised a plan to deal with the Wizard.

In the gap, you move Jenryd, Royce, and Whelken for pressure.

That's when I got there.

It was a place where Digo had been in the lead, a distance that the messenger could not reach.

A fairy squad crosses a long path, drawing a line between the squad and Digo.

I understood the enemy's movements as soon as I saw them.

‘Cut.'

Our main force is Weiss Knight.

I've always been like that. They don't know it's an enemy.

So what do we do to deal with it?

Kill the vice knight. ’

It was best to isolate them one by one.

It was a movement for that.

It was a strategy to cut out the rotten parts of the flesh with the tip of the blade.

Rind rubs sweaty hands on his armor. Even in the middle of the battlefield, my lips were sweaty even as the wind blew.

It was a strategy and a tactic.

If anyone dies, it's all your fault.

Those who are dying are all to blame.

Lind wanted to close her eyes.

But I couldn't.

There is no king behind him.

“The Lord is watching! ”

Instead, Lind shouts.

“Heroes of War! ”

“My king! ”

A white commander and a soldier shout.

Soldiers fight in his absence.

The battlefield was transforming into a dysfunctional war.