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“We're here, brother. In the crib of sleeping tyrant Duquesne. ”

Massude said 25 days, but 18 days earlier, he was able to reach the land of Duquesne, the most powerful monarch.

Masud is a strong brother, but he is also a bitter one. You said this street would take 25 days.

After coming down to the south, I wasted too much time, including giving the brothers time to gather, preparing food, before leaving for battle according to the laws of the south.

That's not what warriors look like. This time, I saw a human in my dream and realized. Humans begin to show off their warriors, but I, the warrior, am not acting like one.

Northweald has asked me to give them a new look for their brothers here... but I don't know why I should. Abandon what a true warrior should do.

Whenever a warrior is in the middle of a battle. If you have something to eat on the way, if you have nothing to eat, you are a warrior.

I don't intend to anymore. If a warrior can't act like a warrior, it's better to make him give up. Such weak warriors will die without fighting like warriors in battle.

So I was no longer willing to accommodate the weak brothers of the South. Either they follow me and become real warriors, or they fall down in the middle and live their lives, not warriors.

Even this march, more than half of the brothers who followed me fell out halfway. Brothers who can't keep up with this kind of movement will die on the battlefield and never go near Caroc. It would be better to keep those brothers from fighting.

“I'm gonna ask you one last time. Brother.”

“That again. The brothers here are scared. ”

Orhi is bored, and Massude says something that makes him angry, but Massude doesn't care and just looks at me. On his way here, Massude asked me the same question several times.

- Are you really going to fight the sleeping tyrant, Duquesne?

Seven times or eight times. I kept asking myself the same question.

It is the nickname of the Dukitz as told by ‘Sleeping Tyrant’ Massude. What I was most curious about when I heard that.

- Sleeping?

If you're a tyrant, you're a tyrant, or you're not. I don't know why you sleep.

- He's been called a tyrant because no one in the world can stop him, but since he hasn't done anything in the last 50 years, he's been known as a sleeping denominator, and his territory is now called a cradle.

- That's how dead he is.

- He wouldn't be dead. If Duquette had died, Duquette's territory would have been torn into four or five pieces. There are only three people under him who cannot be called the Great Lord, but are known to have the same power as the Great Lord. There may be some unknown ones.

- That's a good story.

I've come to fight a great lord, and there are three more. This is so exciting.

Massude also explained Duquettes in detail. Perhaps you want me to reconsider fighting him. Unlike Massude's intentions, I wanted to fight him even more when I heard the description of Duquesne.

Among the twelve lords of the three eighths of 1 st River, the other eleven, with the exception of the Dukitz, were no more than 50 years old. Do you know why?

No, of course not. Massude knows something I don't. I don't know why he asked.

- All because they were killed by the Dukes.

I see.

- Duquesne walked around without a break. He only enjoyed war, not conquest. Yeah, like a brother.

Yeah, that's a real warrior. What's the point of having a territory? There's only so much you can do if you have more territory, not that you can battle a lot.

- Dukitz came to wherever the Grand Master was, fought and killed. Eventually, even after he became a great monarch, even those who hid themselves.

Stupid cowards.

- Duquesne found and killed even those who did. A true tyrant. Only one monarch. No one could stand up to the Dukes. If he hadn't stopped 50 years ago, that would still be the only monarch left.

- So what do you say?

- That Duquesne is that strong. It should not be compared to other monarchs. The monarchs today are children less than 50 years old. As weak as that, my father, who was killed by Duquesne, was more powerful than any current great lord. More than me.

Somehow, Northweald told me that if I went south, there would be more powerful men than me. But when I came down, there was not one strong enough to draw my power. That's 'cause the Dukes killed them all.

- But Duquesne is different. He was the most powerful man in the days of the great lords more powerful than he was now. A monster that's been a monarch for over 200 years. That's the Dukitz. To be honest, even brothers can't do it alone. So we should go back and attack the other monarchs and join them and fight the Duquettes with them all.

I really didn't like the offer. If it hadn't been for the brothers in this region, he would have told Massude that he wasn't a warrior. But I have already adapted to the weakness of the brothers here. They are not physically weak, but mentally weak. That's why I just refused.

I'm still just going to say no. Duquesne may have a weak heart, but he should not be insulted as he is my brother.

“You don't have to follow me. ”

“I'm going. Then I'll go, too. ”

Then he leans slightly. Massude is afraid of Duquettes. I've never felt fear, but I know it well. I could feel it in the eyes and gestures of my enemies.

“You don't have to overdo it. ”

I know why Massude refuses to go to Duquettes. His father was a great monarch. And Duquesne said he killed all the great lords. Perhaps Massude saw his father and Duquesne fighting. Then you would have feared the Dukes. I was concerned about Massude because I knew that.

Caring was only for the females, but after coming south here, I became considerate to my brothers as well. I don't know if this is good or bad.

Massude takes a few moments, then gives you a one-letter answer.

“... I'll be going. Brother.”

It's a pretty good look. Are you trying to overcome fear? You're one step behind the path of a true warrior.

“Yes, let's go together. Brother.”

After speaking with Massude, I gave other brothers a chance to return. If Massude, the great lord, was so afraid, the other brothers would be dead. Approximately 5,000 brothers returned.

The brothers who had just followed Orhi and Orhi insulted them, but I understood. The world they lived in was the world they could have been.

But last but not least, we will continue to care for our brothers and sisters. But not for warriors. Other brothers and sisters may not be as considerate as warriors, but they will abide by my standards.

That's what warriors do.

“Honorable warriors! Let's go!”

Me, Massude, Northweald, Orhi, Capkas, Mihrach and 60,000 others. You set foot on Duquesne's land.

* * *

“You can't go to the Great Monarch until I die! ”

The first Duquesne I ever met. Although Duquesne didn't come himself, he was led by 80,000 warriors from two brothers who were major-level brothers with Duquesne.

And for the first time since I came down south, I felt the scent of the north. Unlike the rest of us fighting to be by Caroc's side, what they cried out was the Duquettes' name, but it looked similar.

He did not stop fighting until he was about to die.

Originally, after coming down to the south, they tried to accept it as they had done before, but their angle was different.

I could see it in my eyes. They will never come within my grasp, and they are the true warriors who fight to the death. So,

Qajik.

I put a maze in my head with respect for a true warrior. He should be able to get close to Caroc. There's no reason to hesitate to kill me since I'm sure I'll die and go somewhere nice.

The great lords were great warriors, but the warriors below still had the ‘weak’ spirit of the south. Fifty thousand of the 80,000 warriors surrendered with their weapons.

“How can I drop my weapon? ”

Orhi, who fought with his Southern brothers for the first time, was surprised to see him. You'd be surprised. This is the moment Orhi's common sense has been piled up so far. I was surprised when I first came. In the north, not only warriors, but women and children never abandon their weapons.

If it had been the way it was, we would have had time to accept them and inject our way into the city they lived in for a while. But I've decided to stop. We're running out of time.

What's the point of having territory? All I need is one appendix to be with my brothers.

I stayed for a day and hurt the bodies of my dead brothers without covering up my enemies and friends, so that I could be well judged by Caroc. Even though they fought for their lives, they were also brothers to meet at Caroc's side.

At the end of the time of hurting, I headed to their quarters, along with the surrendered brothers.

One of the best things about going down south is that there is a lot of food in each area. Since the brothers here have been stockpiling a lot of grain and eating it for a long time, there are grains that are stored in any neighborhood.

Even a true warrior can't just starve over long distances. You're supposed to eat the corpse after you kill the enemy, but you can't eat the corpse of your brothers.

You open the Storage and grab Cavaac so he can eat as much as he wants. I ate grain, too, because it wasn't Mazud's land overflowing with Kabak.

According to Massude, the cradle is about one-fourth the size of the southern region, so it will take ten days to reach the center. No matter how hungry I am, I can't fight properly.

You forcefully shove the grain into your mouth, feeling it fills up, not eats, to fight the Duquettes while preserving your strength. And it continues to move towards the center of the cradle.

And then three days later,

- Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

“A tyrant.”

Mahsud, who heard someone shouting, is nervous. Before he could speak, I knew the protagonist was Duquesne.

A loud shout that all the hairs on your body stand still. Who else could shout it but Duquettes?

I thought I'd only see you ten days later, and you're here so early. Lucky you.

Soon I saw a brother running fiercely from afar. I ran straight ahead. I'm the one who's fighting the Dukes. No one can take it away from you.

I'm fast, Duquette's fast. The two of us were fast approaching.

Large. The closer we get, the clearer Duquesne really gets. More than any brother I've ever met. And more than me. We both ran at the same speed.

Kuang!

Mirok and Duquesne's axes gallop. And then...

Win.

I heard a strange sound coming from my arm, and I flew backwards and rolled the ground.

A tremendous power I've never experienced in my life. More powerful than the man who once led a giant monster from the north. You blew me up.

Your arm is not broken, but your bones are slightly crooked.

Boom, woodchuck.

I punched the bone back to its original state. I felt intense pain, but the intense emotion that was rushing in caused me to feel it.

“Khhh...”

I'm so happy. I'm so happy. You can tell by this. It's the best enemy of my life.

[Kuuuhhhhhhh!]

-Skill ‘Angry Man's Cry (Level 2)’ is used.

The ground is flooded to Duquesne.

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