Three weeks ago.
Library of the Great Depression.
Elise was studying magic as usual.
Physical training in the morning, magic studies at lunch, image training in the afternoon, combat practice in the evening, and sleeping after magic until dawn.
Her daily routine is to raise a prayer and learn imperial duties as a maid.
A very ordinary and peaceful everyday pattern for her.
But lately, such patterns have been getting in the way of someone.
“Phew... Elise? Elise? ”
The sound of a sigh that makes the ground go out.
I was uncomfortable to ignore.
Elise, who covers the book, looks away.
“What's the matter, Hans? ”
When Elise asks, Hans slams his head against the desk.
“A new weapon, how does that make sense? You have to roll as much as you can! No, how do I know what a cannon is? Of course, there was a record of developing it, but was it dozens to hundreds of times more powerful in Muskets? Do you think that makes sense? ”
Elise smiles awkwardly.
I think I hear that word dozens of times a day.
“They say if you succeed in this, you'll get a bonus. Phew, if you have money, you can sit down after entering the Imperial Palace. You're not so greedy anymore! ”
Hans vomits a grumbling complaint.
“Does that make you a hundred? ”
Hans flinches.
As Allen walks through the library door, Hans gives you a false sense of humor.
“No way! I'm joking, the prince knows I'm joking... ”
Alan presses Hans on his head.
Elise relieves herself.
Now that Allen's here, Hans will leave the library.
Now you can focus on studying.
“Elise.”
Elise looks up at Allen.
Allen smiles playfully.
“I need your help. ”
“Yes?”
“I'm preparing for a simple virtual exercise, but it's a little intense. ”
“Training is like practice, practice is like practice. ”
Allen smiles.
“I need your help. ”
“Oh, and as a bonus, ”
Allen shakes his gourd bottle before Elise's eyes.
“Drink this, too. ”
* *
Elise shakes her head, thinking about what happened three weeks ago.
The gourd bottle was truly terrible.
I doubted that Allen had become a bad old habit of harassing himself.
But...
‘It's not hard. ’
There are no guidelines for resonance.
The power of the elixir I gave you three weeks ago.
I drank it, entered sexual power control, and lifted my prayer.
Sexual strength was amplified and efficiency was greatly increased.
Recently, I was feeling frustrated with my growth, but I was so cool that one elixir of elixir made me feel so cold.
It is an impressive moment to rejoice that an ordinary priest is a miracle of God, or to remember the grace for the rest of his life, but the seven paladins seem to mind it.
‘He really doesn't know what's going on in his heart. ’
Elise smiles at the man in the mask, on the wall.
I heard screams from home, but I firmly believed that this was also what the Crown Prince was doing for everyone.
‘Cheer up, everyone. ’
As Elise, raising a prayer was the only support I could give to the recruits.
“Ahhhh!”
Edolf looks at his severed hand.
Blood gushes out.
For a moment, the skeleton stretched between the severed forearms.
The blood vessels and muscles wrap around them and the skin covers them as if they were tentacles.
“What the hell, what the hell! ”
Edolf is rather terrified by strange sights.
Suddenly, my missing arm comes out.
I've only heard rumors.This is the first time I've experienced it firsthand.
Rather, I doubted that I'd panicked and had a vision.
“I'm flying!"
One of the recruits shouts.
A huge boulder is flying in.
Siege Catapult.
“Ah…."
The recruits were right about that.
Torn apart, the body bounces off the wall.
Die.
If you get hit like that, you'll die instantly!
“Don't worry. I won't die.”
Edolf looks away.
The extra wears a mask and gradually retreats back.
It's like he's smiling in his mask.
“If you want to die in front of the sanctuary, you can't. Yeah, unless the head's completely crushed off. ”
"..."
They say it's immortal.
The Bible says that powerful power brings life back to life in contradiction.
“As a soldier, defend the walls with your life. That's your assignment."
Edolf, Grill and Yuria look down the Wall at the words of the Extra.
Skeletons with muskets pull the trigger.
As the bullet rises and drops like a meteor, the recruits become hives.
It's a terrible sight.
This is not a drill.
A massacre.
“Everyone, form up! ”
Haman yells.
Grill, who was close to Haman, took courage and said to him,
“Wait, I've never heard of this kind of training! ”
“Grill, stay where you are, don't lose to this monastery. ”
“What do you mean you can't lose? Who the hell are you fighting? ”
“Marquis Charlotte. ”
“Yes?”
Grill looks down the wall again with a curious face.
A white knight leading the White Undead army.
Charlotte wields her sword and commands the undead.
“Why are you there? ”
The grill is dazzled.
“Mister, now is not the time to be talking nonsense! Run away!”
Yuria tugs at the edge of the grill.
As the grill crouches, a large rock passes by the side of your head.
The grill opens its mouth.
“... this is not the paladin I was hoping for. ”
“Even if you don't fight, your opponent is more willing to fight. ”
Haman stares at Charlotte and says,
“If you do not resist, you will suffer only. ”
Harman's words make the recruits' faces pale.
* *
Charlotte lacks practical experience as well.
What she lacks is command over her army.
- Take the Wall, that's what you have to do.
The 7th Emperor commands the Holy Undead to follow her.
In fact, in one word, the Holy Undead moved.
“Attack the castle with siege weapons, move forward. ”
The undead are on their way.
Cross the wall through the summoned bony ladder.
“Don't let them get up there! ”
I hear Haman's voice.
The recruits respond to Haman's orders in a panic.
“Shoot the bow! ”
The recruits grip their bows and show their torso on the wall.
Charlotte catches the recruits and spits out a word.
“Single shot! ”
About 50 Muskets were waiting to pull the trigger at the same time.
Loyalty is sounding.
The white smoke is spreading everywhere.
At the same time, the bodies of the recruits on the wall are pierced at the same time.
“Easy.”
Charlotte mutters unknowingly.
No matter how experienced Haman is at the helm, the opponents are inexhaustible recruits.
There's no way they can stop Allen's army.
‘But it'll be a good experience. ’
Alan says he doesn't need a soldier to die in vain.
He only needed a strong priest to protect his country and his family.
It is an image that I will root out even for those who have simple democratic desires and vain hopes.
The Divine Undead have deliberately avoided a critical attack.
This was also Allen's order, but Charlotte is willing to do the right thing.
“Mace Squad, take the Wall. ”
On Charlotte's orders, the skeletons holding the mace ascend the walls.
The recruits were dispersed with a mace.
“Shield guard, guard the ladder. ”
The shield-beared skeletons are layered over the wall, guarding the ladder.
“Spearman, Pike. ”
The window wall rises late and herds the formation perfectly.
Surprised by the recruits, Haman sets his forehead.
“Shit, it's too late. ”
The user creates a solid wall with its shield and threatens the target with a long spear.
"Forward-!"
At Charlotte's command, the skeletons on the wall take a step forward.
The recruits take a step back, and gradually the distance narrows to the edge of the cliff.
Grill, Edolf and Yuria's face turned pale.
As the spear reaches their glabella, as they take a step back, their feet step into the air.
They fall over the wall.
And it was on the floor.
Kung-!
Terrible pain, but not death.
Restores broken bones.
The gaze of dazed head hit the wall.
The Holy Undead have begun to dissipate, spreading their light.
Haman clamps his temples and shouts as he sees over 800 new recruits fall down the wall.
“... training ends today. ”
Edolf, Grill, and Yuria tremble before Haman's next words.
“Tomorrow, we will fight in the water again. ”
This place was an endless loop of hell.
* *
More than 200 people declared their surrender.
There are over 600 people left.
They move under Haman's command.
“The enemy is strong, but we have topographical advantages. Use it!”
The grill shrieks at Haman's cry.
“Funny!”
Terrain advantages?
The opponent is an undead force without fear and equipped with certain equipment.
Against them, they rush to block with their blades, rusted axes, and perforated shields.
Moreover, that undead is deliberately attacking from the head or heart.
It meant I was taking care of her.
“I'm going to pass this test and be able to stand up to my daughter! ”
Haman smiles rather than frowns at the grill.
I've vomited my complaint, but it's acting on my command.
“Break down the ladder! ”
Grill slams the bone ladder with an axe.
As the ladder crumbles, the skeletons fall below the wall.
Muskets fire at the grill.
Edolf's shield was the one that stopped that grill.
You block it with a large wooden shield, but the hole bursts through and pushes back.
Fire in the hole! ”
According to Haman, Yuria holds a crossbow.
I tried my best to fit Skeleton because of the weight.
Over time, repeated water battles continue.
Defending failed.
failed, failed, failed, failed
1 to 2 times a day.
Day and night, they attack without distinction.
And two weeks.
The fear of death began to acclimatize.
The adaptability of weapons has also risen.
The opposition to the Undead has also vanished.
And finally.
“One hour, training ends. Congratulations on stopping him. We are victorious.”
Haman says the recruits settle on the floor.
“I won... ”
“I won!”
You successfully defended the Water Temple.
The recruits smile more hollow than joy.
Training is over.
I don't remember how I survived.
I just instinctively moved.
On Haman's orders, and to keep as many allies as possible.
I survived.
The result was an hour.
Extras felt satisfied when they saw it.
There are few.
But I was prepared for this.
Experienced Soldiers. If you train them systematically, they will become paladins without problems.
“You are cruel. ”
Haman approaches the Extra.
He sat on the floor, wondering if he was tired.
“How many times do I have to repeat this? ”
“All year round. ”
“You're trying to overkill me, aren't you? ”
“Don't worry. ”
Extra looks down at Haman and says,
“There are a lot of people who will suffer other than you. ”
Elise, Hans, Charlotte, and Extra Allen.
There will be some rest, but I have to suffer for a year.
“Maybe I should apply for a vacation later. ”
“Of course. After this training, rest a week or so. ”
The Extra lets out a cheerful voice as it sees soldiers scattered over the Wall.
“Good thing no one's dead. ”
“The Prince cares. ”
Extra throws the jar to Haman.
“Drink it, too, and share it with those who have passed the last training. There aren't many sheep, so you should distribute them in small quantities.
“... I know it's quite precious, but can I do this? ”
“A soldier for his country. What are you going to do with your support? ”
Extra talks to Haman and shows his back.
“I'll be back tomorrow. I'll get the wagon ready. Rest well to the Imperial Palace. ”
“Thank you."
Haman bows.
This led to the acceptance of 10,000 crusaders and 1 parasite.
The number was 557.
Grill, Edolf and Yuria board the wagon.
Looking back, you see the next recruits marching in.
“... Oh, my God. ”
The grill opens its mouth.
“You can't be a sophomore, can you? ”
They march in a crossroads with themselves.
The faces of the 2nd Parasitic recruits brightened.
He was delighted to see the first parasites heading to the royal road on a wagon.
“The destination is right around the corner! ”
“There's a wall! ”
“Is this the end of the march? ”
“Looks like you'll be riding the wagon on your way! ”
Looking at the two excited parasites, the first parasites silently and silently muted.
Charlotte looks up at the two parasites on the wall.
Then a paladin approached her and whispered in her ear.
Charlotte approached the extra who was sitting dangerously over the wall and said,
“Bird Hans succeeded in his experiment. ”
At that, the extra turns to look at Charlotte.
“The cannon, they say, was made. ”
* *
“Do you think this makes sense? ”
The Palace of Aslan.
One of Aslan's twelve wives, Leton complained about Princess Tinya.
“Training at the border, no matter how much we're in the country? Because it makes sense! ”
The entire palace is full of roots and grass.
In the sound of the running water, a chubby man shouts at Princess Tinya.
“They intend to invade us! I wouldn't have done this without it... ”
“Leton, calm down. ”
Tinya's clear voice echoes through the Feud.
The statute of limitations surprised Leton, but he did not retreat.
Rather, I stepped forward.
A faction of special forces with iron masks on them.
The Hassansins have surrounded the area to protect Tinya.
He stops to look at the sergeants.
“My Lord, this is not something to be calm about. ”
“What are you so nervous about? ”
In the Queen's question, he said, sweating cold.
“The law enforcement agency is growing in power. The army began to grow. He will definitely conquer the continent."
He told Tinya in a strong tone.,
“Aslan will be the first. They are called Vampire Hunting... ”
“There is no threat to Aslan. ”
“How can you be so sure? ”
“Because I know the Holy Father well. If he had ambition, this country would already be destroyed. ”
“... the people are anxious. ”
Princess Tinya blinks.
She stands up and takes a step.
The window to her left of the battle.
Above the palace, she looks at the streets of Aslan.
“Anxiety?”
A vibrant city.
Covered in green leaves, all the people smiling brightly while full of the energy of life.
Tinya looks back at Leton.
“I think you look happier than you ever were. ”
“... I can't communicate, that's why the Elves...! ”
As the sergeants try to step forward, Tinya stops them.
“You will regret this. ”
Leton turns around and leaves the palace.
‘Dammit! It's not moving. ’
Leton changed it.
It was also the Holy See's request to make Tinya king of Aslan, but it also reduced Lahamma's blood and was thought to be an easy puppet.
I expected all power to fall into the hands of the Empress.
As the Hassansins followed Tinya, all power focused on her.
Some of the Empress turned to her side and the people also supported her.
As long as there is a world number, Tinya's authority will remain.
"How dare an Elf rule over humans on a heterogeneous topic? ’
Gentiles are slaves, and that is the long-standing stereotype of Aslan.
Aslan complains explicitly about playing with elves.
He arrives in his room and closes the door.
“I'll rip that head off one day, elf! I, Leton... will be the king. ”
“Then why don't we do that? ”
The leton is rigid.
I turned my gaze to the couch in the corner while sweating coldly.
There sits a man in his mid-50s.
Hair as thick as a lion's mane and beard settled.
Your whole body is covered with muscles as hard as armor.
A man with red fur and bloodshot eyes.
"... Duh, Duke Duran. ”
It was Duke Duran, the spawn vampire.
He smiled and said.
“What you're about to do, I can do it for you. ”