Manowa

◎ Guest Room, Batroy Workshop, City of Gordios

"His Majesty King Vulcan Soldard. As planned, our army has completed approximately half the occupation of the city, including the Dungeon Entrance and Adventurer Alliance offices and Warehouse Street. We are adhesive with the Royal Minciana Army, mainly on Central Avenue, but we have not yet reached the battle."

A soldier in armor decorated with the crest of the Kingdom of Soldard salutes him and reports to a small man sitting on the spot. It was a small body as if it were a child, but the man's face was that of an adult man.

"Thank you. You mean everything's on schedule? You've already contacted your lord."

"Ha. We in the Soldard Royal Army have to be based on spreading our lives without darkness. We are telling the Vulcan that we will leave as soon as possible if we serve our purpose."

"That's why. I want the Adventurers Guild to keep the Adventurers motionless."

I heard my men's instructions. Vulcan speaks to the man sitting on the couch in front of me. It was Renay, the Adventurer Guildmaster of Minciana, who was there.

"I see."

After an army named Soldard Royal Army suddenly invaded the city and occupied 50% of the city, Renay was just here alone to negotiate. And now he was facing a man who was a mastermind.

"Dear Vulcan Ishrat, You're now named Vulcan Soldard."

"You know very well the names of the neighboring kingdoms."

Renay nods at Vulcan's words.

"The Ishrat family is a family whose royalty is married four generations ago, although it is not the right to inherit the throne. If so, you are in a very important position in today's Soldard, where most of the royalty has been wiped out. Information is the guild's lifeline. That's about it."

Vulcan snorts "humph" at that Renaissance word.

"But it is. Working doesn't mean the Adventurer Alliance dominates the Adventurer. You can't impose it."

"Hmm. I don't want a rough imitation with us. However, if it were to be a battle, the anger of the soldiers would also turn to the people, the weak. I'm making you look good now, but we're pretty concerned about fighting the thieves, too. I can't guarantee I'll hold it back."

"Well, let's make a call. However, we are not in a position to stop them even if we can mediate. And the Adventurer Alliance is obliged to remain neutral with every nation."

"You're in front of the building."

Renay shrugs her shoulders at Vulcan words.

"That's why it's a cross-state organization. We are."

"I see. But now this city is under the control of our Soldard. Whatever the adventurer is, he needs a national judgment on the distribution of the items. If so, we'll have no problem with that rifle or missile."

Renay narrowed her eyes to Vulcan's words of receiving before sighing.

"Her Majesty the Queen forbids you to flush the array. Well, do you mean the land of Soldard now? You can negotiate with Minciana."

Vulcan laughs nimmari at the words of factual acceptance.

"Oh, naturally. Let's apologize to Queen Yuko later. In the future, when I take control of my country, I want to water the remnants of my past and make friends with them."

After saying so, the Vulcan rose. Then Lunay spoke up as he tried to go outside with his men.

"Oh, Master Vulcan. By the way."

"What is it, Guildmaster?

"Will my mates be safe?

Vulcan frowned at the words. I had received a report. That the man in front of you is an extremely feminine person surrounding a double-digit woman who doesn't fit that serious look.

"Most of the women in the office seemed like your wife... at all. No, you're supposed to be making me work hard, but what's wrong with that?

"Really? No, it's just a tip."

That being said, a powerful intimidation was unleashed from Renay's eyes, and the Vulcan also held up to it, but the soldier who had refrained fell on the spot with a "hiss" in his voice. Renay continues the conversation without even paying attention to it.

"Although the Adventurer Guild is neutral, it has not waived its right to defend itself. If you put your hands on your wife and staff, you would have been rewarded… and don't forget that."

"Hmm, I understand."

And the Vulcan went on, and the rising soldiers rushed out after the Vulcan, and Batan and the door of the room were shut.

"The elves. What a great thing to be in captivity."

Right out of the room. The Vulcan shrugs his shoulders with a slightly bitter smile on his face at the words spoken by the soldier who is later attached.

"Don't say it. I'm not capturing you by that. He's an important guest."

A soldier dropped his face and nodded, "Yes, yes," to Vulcan's words.

"If he's here, the Alliance won't have a hand either. On the contrary, we're being watched."

"Stay there...?

"Renay Cancer, I'm a former Rank A adventurer. If we fight properly, we can do a lot of damage here. Plus, if you kill the Alliance Master, you can turn the Adventurer Alliance against your enemies. Especially in this city. That doesn't taste good. He must know everything."

It's an A-grade dungeon in this city. There are also many terribly powerful individuals among the adventurers diving in it. There was no doubt that if the Adventurer's Guild burned, it would have done a lot of damage with the Soldard soldiers.

"Let the soldiers be thorough not to imitate the devious. They must be worried about the march so far, but this city is like a gunpowder bank. Especially with me."

Vulcan looks out the window. At the end of that gaze was a certain royal hall of Minciana, called the White Hall.

A strange monument stands in the garden of the White Asia building, with a hot spring facility that still has hot air, and also a forest made of crystals, the trunk of which, he said, has gemstone fruit. Vulcan had also heard that there were jewel rabbits living in the depths of the dungeons left unattended.

"Looks like it was built by some ridiculous musician with so much money and extra money. Totally ridiculous. As much as I'd like you to share it with me, but what's protecting it is too much trouble."

The biggest problem was the red-haired big man standing in front of the gate. I didn't feel like I could see victory or defeat in that one, even if it hit all the troops under the command of the current Balkans.

The Vulcan was followed by a soldier who followed him with his eyes and shook his shoulder with a blur. He also knew that the nature of the red-haired man was a dragon.

"Is it okay? I hear the chief of Ragna resides in the west dragon."

"That's why let me be thorough so I don't let you get your hands on me. I couldn't see him, but those lizards shouldn't be in a fight between countries. There's nothing to be afraid of unless you get your hands on this one."

"Ha."

The deputy nods with a strange face. Many of Soldard's dragon riders were deposited more than in the eastern dragons, but the eastern and western dragons are also in alliance. Neither did the Balkans go to imitate the loss of valuable aviation power, than to name the King of Soldard.

"Our aim is a powerful weapon defense and a magic tool called the portal that came out of the Class A dungeon. Use the black potion you took from Sole and the rest of Balloons to reclaim the country from that usurper. Avoid getting stabbed in the back until that happens."

That's it, then Vulcan laughs at his face with inclusions.

"Until I get my country back..."

Soldiers also laugh at the words. Both were holders of a very solderous perception that the Kingdom of Minciana and others are small rural countries…

Then the two were guarded by guards, entering a certain room. It was a strictly sealed room, but the seal had already been opened by the court magicians.

"And this one"

"Yes, they say he's a golem soldier from Minciana"

What was there was three meters, a huge, blackened armor.

"You think it's the golem armor, not the type of golem soldier that was placed outside, commanded and manipulated"

"How to use it?

"Most of the people in the workshop had already escaped, so I couldn't even hear much from the remaining craftsmen... take this"

That's one book the soldiers took out.

"Mondrey to Jones Butley? You wanted my army."

With that said, Vulcan receives the book.

"I'm letting you look."

"You can't inspire them any more. I'll have to put up with it in kind. So what about that book?

"It's a grimoire of golem magic. If you are a highly educated Vulcan for witchcraft, I was wondering if you would have any problems using it."

"I see. This was manipulated by golem magic. If so."

Having said that, I looked up at what it says that the Vulcan is the golem soldier in front of me, Lochten, if you stop by the description.

"Shall I wrap this around and raise the wolf smoke of counterattack? It will be the curtain of my hero, Tan, who will kill the Balloon usurper who took that country and save Princess Miliere."

That's what Vulcan laughs at.

The mask in Lochten-kun's visor was shining out as if to respond to it. The mask's name is "The Mask of the King". Similarly, Rokuten-kun's outer shell, "The Armor of the Sixth Heavenly Demon King," and even "The Great Tail Knife of the Sixth Heavenly Demon King," began to resonate. They are, as the name suggests, 'Gear for Kings'.

It had sensed itself as a Vulcan who wanted to be king, and was now starting to have just creepy fetal movements.

And even the 'Great Sword of the Dragon God' behind the pedestal on which they were placed...