Glutton Berserker ~The One That Exceeds The Concept Of Levels~

Lancaster, who felt my killing spirit, throws away the Holy Sword and shrinks. How dare you cut the big deal?

"Still, is it the corner of the Five Famous Houses"

"Wait! Very well, so."

"No, you can't. If you don't be a knight, it won't show."

Even if I lose my eyes and just watch Lancaster scared out of fear, it comes into play. To those who do not possess, do such a thing as to make them want to cover their eyes, and when they have done so, this is it.

I swing the Black Sword Grid down toward Lancaster because I have no hobby of watching any more ugliness.

"I don't like it... stop, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa"

With Lancaster's screams, the slaughter, which was supposed to be life-threatening, is stopped as it emits a tall metal sound.

That was a white spear. Lancaster's neck is critical, interrupting and brilliantly preventing the Black Sword from progressing. I wasn't really putting my strength into it, but still trying to make this stop easy, you white knight...... quite a user.

Plus, another white knight is sticking a spear in my neck. And that spear tip is slightly tearing my skin apart.

Looking at my own blood falling quietly on the red carpet, I delivered the Black Sword Greed.

These white knights can hurt me - I mean, they prove they're in the same E realm.

The other Holy Knights, who watched this one with breath, begin to groan.

The point is that Lancaster of the Five Famous Family lost to me without being able to do anything. And that I was easily stopped by the White Knight, etc.

One of the white knights slaps the floor with a spear stone bump so as to shake off the upset. The Saints quiet back to the sound in an instant. It seemed like the first time I had seen the strength of the White Knights to see the blue faces of the Saints.

Speaking of Lancaster, he sensed in a voice around him that he could have been helped by the king's sidekicks, and he said to me with a change or face that scared him.

"Stupid, look! The king helped me. Lower bitch like you that could be a horsebone anywhere...... heh!?

It was Lancaster who was so majestically cursing me...

From the unexpected, I take admonition.

It was the white knights who thought they had helped themselves. They split Lancaster's arm between his right and left and dropped the poke.

And without even giving Lancaster time to scream, they stuck their hearts out.

The spear was pulled out after being lifted up to the universe to show off that death of the other Saints. The sound of Dosha makes the red carpet stain even more red.

One of the White Knights opens his mouth to the Holy Knights, who show surprise like he has never seen this situation before. It was a neutral voice that made me think of it as both a man's voice and a woman's voice.

"The seat is now vacant. There's no difference."

Perhaps if you come forward and say there's an anomaly here, the rain of blood will shake again.

Not so long ago, because the white knight's voice color contained so much cold that his spine was frizzy.

As one person, I didn't ask for anything. On the contrary, he looked blue and watched Lancaster lying on the carpet.

Having received silent answers, the White Knights slowly return to their original positions.

Then the king, sitting on the throne on the other side of it, slapped his hand out. I can't see clearly by the thin cloth, but I thought I liked this one.

The White Knights, who received it, speak to me.

"The king is welcoming you too. I'm looking forward to a good job."

I kneel, I bow my head. And when I look up, the White Knight keeps talking.

"Oh? Is that face... something, something you want to say too?

"I'm a newcomer and I'm afraid, but I only need one favor"

"Say it."

During a quiet glance. It seemed like Aaron and the other holy knights beside him were sending their gaze at me and not missing out on hearing what they were going to say.

What I'm about to say is that I didn't even talk to Aaron. I'm sure, in advance, they would have objected to being cautious.

Still, the unchanged status quo of the King's capital I saw by the time I got here...... if I saw that, I couldn't help but say.

"Will you not allow the unbelievers in the king's capital to be accepted into our land?

Say no, Aaron opened his eyes and tried to open his mouth, but smiled gently and closed his mouth. If that's what you want, that's what you should do. Hausen on the way to reconstruction needs people. Besides, the people in Hausen now are the ones who lost their way elsewhere - that is, the ones who can't have it.

Not having useful skills doesn't mean you can't do anything. I believe that if you take the time to master technology on your own, you will be able to work close to those who deal with production skills. The problem is that in the present system, those who do not have it will not be given such opportunities.

I don't know how this sprouts until I try, but I need manpower first.

So I dare to start securing human resources in Wangdu. I think this means a lot.

For if the Barbatose realm prospers through the acceptance of these unholy men, they have the potential to bring in the unholy men who are in the realm of the other Holy Knights. Yeah, well, it's gonna be hard to spread to a ton of clapping, but it's worth a try.

That's why we get rid of the big wall of the beginning first. The unbelievers in the king's capital are also a people under the king's direct control. It's like you're telling me to bring the people over. It would be natural for Aaron to round his eyes.

Even the White Knights seemed surprised by the outrageous demands I made. But the king sat on the throne with nothing to say.

The silence flies for a while. I kept waiting wondering if I could...

And the king let him snort slightly. I mean... what is this!?

Seeing the king's actions, the White Knights open their mouths.

"The King's permission has come down. Allow the unwanted to be in the king's capital to be accepted into Barbatose territory. Use it as a resource to rebuild."

"Thank you"

I look sideways with my head down. Then Aaron winks lightly so that only I can see him, keeping his head down the same way. I was surprised at first, but it seemed like Aaron thought that was a good idea.

Aaron talks to me as we walk down the long corridor after a glimpse of the tingling king.

"My liver's cold. I didn't expect you to say something like that to the king all of a sudden."

"Securing human resources was a priority. And... no, this is my personal affair."

"Right..."

That's what Aaron said, showing some sort of retrospective bareback,

"Whew, Faith."

"What is it?

"It's about Lit Lancaster. If the stop hadn't come in, would you have slashed that one..."

A little... he says with a sad face.

I didn't return the answer. But instead,

"Like he said, I guess I'm a lower bitch. Being a Holy Knight doesn't mean you want to lose it."

"Faith......"

"Come on, let's go home to the mansion. I haven't used it in years, so I need to clean it all over the place with dust!

"Hahaha, right. Then let's hurry home, I'm afraid to piss her off."

The mansion that even leaks that rain. Probably waiting for us to return, with Mine frustrated.

Nevertheless, there was no saintly knight with a familiar face during the earlier glance. It's not Roxy. She will still be in the midst of returning from Gallia to the King's Capital.

This is my former employer, the Brerick family. I killed my second son, Hud, with this hand. There was no sign of Larfal, his eldest son, and his youngest sister, Miriam.

The information I got from Hud said he was out to a mountain city in the East, but maybe he hasn't come back yet.

Raphal is a very clever man.

I couldn't help but notice his trend on the way back to the mansion.