- The wildness of forest creatures, caused by the roar of dragons.
The damage has been reported everywhere, and I was rushed back to respond as I was.
We sent adventurers and clerics to various locations to exchange letters with the White Sail Capital…
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And now that they're a paragraph.
I was at Lightning River Harbor.
Even now, the dragon roar continues to ring intermittently.
With that, there has been a collision with different organisms moving habitats, even if there is not as much frenzy in the boulder as the first time.
Naturally, there is a little bit of human damage.
There are fewer people and horses crossing the streets, and the ship has a lonely atmosphere.
Everyone fears the evil dragon that lives in the Iron Rust Mountains - the rumor that it is the dragon that gives rise to the roar, ran around astonishingly fast -.
A dragon is such a threat.
It just woke up and flew in at random, and the Lightning River Harbor could be doomed or even the White Sail Capital.
People will die soon.
But how many hearken to the roar of their own death?
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I am now reading letters from the College of the Wise under magical lights in a dim office with my armor shut off.
Master Hyram replied to the letter.
The information about the Evil Dragon corroborated that brought about by the Immortals.
Sickle of Disaster Varakhiaka.
A true ancient dragon (Elder Dragon), living from the age of mythology.
Its nails tear iron, and its scales break the sword of a hero.
And exhales of evil poison and enthusiasm, as if they reflected that temper.
- Evil poison and enthusiasm.
The nature of this was encountered three years ago.
It was born from the sinister study of the demons of Nara, and was carried by unusual Wyburn and Kimaira.
The demons would have used the exhalation overflowing from the sleeping evil dragon - mixing it with the warcraft, and studying how to keep it.
Without a doubt, Hyram warned in a letter that there was a high-ranking demon with the Evil Dragon.
The smoke crystal (Smoky Quartz) on his wand was almost cloudy when he was told of his misfortune.
Still, you may choose to get away with it, but he says he's not ashamed to run away.
"Do you choose to yuku?"
I wonder why Hyram thought that way.
I wonder how he sees me.
- I'm still worried about it.
From now on, the dragon will wake up.
The Immortals and the King of Hiiragi say, "Oh, there will be casualties."
Perhaps first, an awakened dragon strikes a neighboring settlement for play, and people die.
And it just doesn't end there.
There is no way that an active and smooth distribution can be established in a place where the dragon doesn't know when to fly in.
The flow of things lags behind, the movement of wheels and ships ceases, and once again the Warcraft walk through the realm of men with their faces.
Commercial industries supported by distribution will fail one after the other, leaving the unemployed.
A predator runs to crime, security deteriorates, the administration becomes powerless and its authority falls to the ground.
Maybe more people die than on dragon claws, swallowed by the waves that came from dragon play.
One region, one society, by just one dragon, breaks down.
That is unacceptable to me.
It has to move.
It's also too late for a dragon to move.
If there are direct victims, the wave of its effects can no longer be stopped.
Before the dragon's fangs tear people apart, they must be resolved before they can.
But I still couldn't decide to move. [M]
Some say so, saying the Saint Knight was cowardly in the alley.
Nor can I say enough bullshit about that.
- [Thou hast challenged the dragon even with the protection of the lightning - and will die without strength]
There were no signs of lying or falsehood in the words of the Immortal.
I can't win.
With my power as it is, I can't win.
... Since I realized that, I have been unable to step out.
If you noticed, you were holding hands together.
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I didn't know what to do.
Pray to the god of the Light Fire.
But I'm not responding. God answered nothing.
- Naturally.
God is not a convenient dealer or a cheap friend.
But now I want to hear the voice of God.
I wanted you to tell me you could win.
Or, even if you can't win, I wanted you to fight and order me to show justice.
If you could say so.
As long as you tell me, I'm sure I can make it to the fight.
"Ugh..."
The groan leaks.
Memories of my previous life flash through my brain.
Dim room.
Monitor lights.
I can't step out.
Time passes for no reason.
Time passes for no reason.
The agony of burning your chest.
Time passes for no reason.
Raise the groan.
Zero tears.
Still, time passes by for no reason.
I can't step out.
I can't step out.
I've tried to squeeze my courage over and over, and I still can't step out.
Unable to step out, immerse yourself in the status quo of warm water, and loosely break loose -
"Ugh……………."
I wonder how much I've changed since then.
A different world.
Different environment.
An untrained body.
Strange magical powers.
The power of God's miracles.
Gave me the ability to be a hero of the story. Get it.
I've been acting like that for a long time, and...
- So, what's changed about me?
Stronger, more you can do, so what's wrong?
Against setbacks, are you ready to face them?
Against despair, can something be done?
... In the end, the fuzzy sexual roots do not remain in the previous life?
Deep down in my heart.
From the dark mud, a cloudy voice echoes.
... Was it painful to fight and win against someone you could definitely win?
Being praised as a hero and showing humility would have been nice, wouldn't it?
When you can be a success in this world, you didn't think either?
Grow up loved.
Get some great power.
Be the center of your people.
Respected, acknowledged.
Wouldn't that have been fun?
- But if it's a battle you can't win, it's like this.
Behind my heart. From the black mud, a voice echoes with the lobster.
Behind the mud, I was in my previous life. [M]
I laugh.
You know what I mean? and all.
- Because I'm you and you're me.
Keep your chest down.
I know.
I know myself.
I know very well that this is just weakness.
It's like when Marie scolded me one day, it's my humble side.
But right now, Marie's not here to scold me anymore.
He's not here.
You have to stand on your own, you have to.
- Although.
What can I do to get up on my own feet?
In my previous life, I stayed down.
Even in this life, maybe, I would have stayed down without Marie.
I don't know how the hell I can get up.
Guru, thoughts make a grand tour.
I don't know what to do now, knowing I'm in a state I shouldn't be.
... How long have you been thinking about it?
A knock sounded, and I looked up.
"We're coming in."
I opened the door and the menu came in.
When he glanced into the dim room, he called out to the little fairy of light, illuminating the room.
"Trouble again."
"……… yeah."
Saying so, Menel sighed.
"So you didn't notice.... look out. It's a little troublesome."
……
If you ask me, it's a little noisy out there.
Open the armor door a little and take a peek out the window.
- A lot of dwarves were packing in front of the mansion.
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"I want to ask the will of the Holy Knight!
"Are you going to get dragons!
Mr. Glendall was there.
Mr. Gerreyes was there.
There were other people I knew. Guys, it was an old dwarf.
They were taking on crude weapons and shouting at each other.
"Ask that, what are you going to do!
It was Lu who was facing it.
He was alone and faced a lot of Mr. Dwarves.
- He wasn't trembling like that day anymore.
"If you are going to be discussed, we will go our way together!!
"If you say that the Holy Knight has been possessed by the Fairy of Fear, then even we are the only ones on our way to the mountains!
"We Dwarves are to blame for missing the dragon!
"Dwarves must shed blood!
"Disgrace, there must be snow with blood!
The roar rises.
"Stop it! You're going to die!
Lu raises the voice of restraint.
"Dragons are invincible! The Holy Knight has a plan in mind, stop bothering me!
Spread your hands and shout at Lulu.
"I don't know what you were ordered to do, but stop buying time!
"Nothing is ordered! I'm telling you not to abandon yourself!
"You call yourself abandoned!
"I can't scratch one on a dragon where everyone has tried to bundle up!
"Tell me what!"
Just ask! Let me through! And a dwarf is stuffed for Lu.
"I'm telling you not to!
The next moment, Lu threw the caught dwarf.
When he threw it off vividly, he twisted his collar neck and held down the artery in his neck, cutting off his consciousness in an instant.
And the dwarves that were packing them fell into their hands.
"Everybody - they're so old that they can't even beat me anymore!
Stop it! I don't want everyone to die for nothing!
Stretch your spine. Everyone was silent in the voice of Lu, who shouted Rin...
And Mr. Glendall, who walked out, slowly opened his mouth.
"If..."
"Glendall."
You and I, we exchange our sights.
"Young. You have a wonderful seat. … grew.
I see. I see, that's why. Non, non, non, non, non. "
Mr. Glendall's face was crooked.
"We are going to die..."
A voice to be squeezed out.
"They wanted to die with our king. That day, in that battle of mountains."
…………
"I was not allowed to die that day. I lived two hundred years...
Abandon your pride... 200 years of wandering for a long time... "
Lu was silent and faced the voice.
"Enough is better... Enough is better... Enough is enough, I've done enough, enough is better...
I keep thinking that, I keep thinking that - and finally, you know, it turns out that hate dragons are alive!
Hope for the rest of the day, hope for battle and death, and say whats wrong!!
Mr. Glendill grabs at Lu as he screams.
When Lu received it, it combined with Shishi.
"Let me through - I ask the will of the Holy Knight!
"I won't let you through!
Mr. Glendall's, old and muscular body dances through the universe and is slapped into the garden.
As if signaling it, the old Dwarves pushed towards Lu.
All of that, Lu beats, throws, and slaps down one after the other.
For a few minutes, the screaming and groaning brawls continued - the last one standing was Lu.
"You said what's wrong, Glendall"
Lu stands upright, falling into the garden, lying down, moaning to them, talking.
"Everyone is no longer thinking about winning, all about dying.
Well, then, I don't want to. So, how about that?
… When a proud mountain warrior throws his life away, it's only to win "
Her eyes are straight.
The voice was sweet.
"Isn't that what you all told me?"
- From day to day, they think.
- Enough to give your life, what is the reason to fight?
Brad's words come back to the back of his brain.
"It's okay. Don't worry. All of you, I promise you."
- And when you get it.
"The Holy Knight is bound to be determined.
That's when I'll be on my way with you and win the Dwarf honor again!
- They burn their souls and come to battle with the flames of courage. I'm not afraid of dying.
"In the name of Aulvangle, the last monarch of the Land of Candles!
- The grandson, this Vinderluv, will bring back the mountains of his fathers!
The cry echoed not only to the Dwarves, but also to me.
... Dunno, my heart sounded.
Fever overflows from the chest.
That's right. He was, uh, one of them.
Whether we met at the tavern or when we shouted that we were going to be squire.
I've always been one of the brave ones.
- And I swore that I would protect his sacrifice.
"…… he looks great."
"Yeah."
"You can't lose."
"Yeah."
To Menel's grunting words, nod.
"Hey, remember?
"What?
"It's your vow."
That's what they said, and I smiled small and bitter.
"Sorry, I kinda forgot"
"Ha, I thought so, you idiot. Someday I'll tell people how great I am."
- I dedicate my whole life to you.
- Strike away evil as your sword and save what mourns as your hand.
"You were always out of your mind to figure out which one to gain or lose.
You start thinking about things you're not used to, so that's what happens.
Because you should (...), that's how I (...) "
That's fine this time, Menel laughed.
I laughed back, too.
There was no need to think about how to get up or arouse courage.
For someone, for something.
- As I stood up and walked, courage sprang up later.