Reincarnation Monarch

One.

By the sudden appearance of the Thousand Years Dragon (Southand Dragon), the front line of the Raydam army collapsed in chaos within the city.

That would have been the case. Because the ultimate creature beyond human intelligence suddenly appeared in front of them.

There would have been no such thing as brave and courageous people, or how many great armies would have cowered to appear as enemies.

But now what stood in front of them was not an everlasting enemy, etc.

Therefore they fled to scatter in fear, screaming with trembling voices.

But the scorching heat of the dragons struck their backs relentlessly for a thousand years.

The armor helmet they were supposed to be wearing to protect themselves melted away in an instant without assuming the role at all, while dozens of lives were snatched away.

Thousand Years The dragon stepped firmly on the earth with its thick feet, wondering if he had raised one tremendous roar, then kicked the earth well and jumped up into the air, spreading huge wings all over the cup and winging it mightily.

Then a giant floated brilliantly up into the universe, not even halfway through a thousand years of dragons.

And he was relentlessly attacked from above in pursuit of a fleeing Raydom army.

More than a thousand degrees of high fever was spit out, and dozens of lives were scattered each time.

And by the time the Thousand Years Dragon had swallowed its long neck for more than a dozen times, the Raydom Army was no longer in total collapse.

Killing plays to the point of despair by the absolute strong continued, even with more than a thousand victims.

And when the three armies that Raydom boasted, a total of fifteen thousand large armies, saw but were unbroken and reduced in number, and the number of remnants was finally cut by ten thousand, suddenly the thousand year dragon changed its spearhead.

Because the army of Raydam in front of the Thousand Years Dragon no longer existed, such as a convoluted group, because they fled to scatter, but a huge mass existed on the opposite bank across the Altarte River.

The Thousand Years Dragon was about to launch an assault over its glowing giant, courageous and opposite low-english army.

Two.

"What a sight..."

Lombardo muttered with a low groaning voice when he saw the tragedy of the Raydom army across the shore.

"What the hell is a painting... that's exactly what this is about..."

Lombardo's competent deputy, Shester, also murmured in a squeamish voice, not voicing his satisfaction at being overwhelmed by the slaughter play across the shore.

"Let's just let it scatter. Otherwise, we'll be here next."

"Yeah. It's extremely dangerous to be in a group. Meet the General and advance."

"Oh. That said... where's the general's curtain?

"You're here. Lennon hasn't gone to the general yet... Ah! Mr. Lotos!

Shester could miraculously find the only outline of a favor within the Lowenglin main force, arguably the extremes of confusion.

"Let him guide you. Hey, Mr. Lotos!

Noticing Shester's call, Anvil's Lottos came close to scratching (or splitting) the clutter.

"Yay, you're in big trouble! Oh, is that a dragon?

Lombardo replied to Lottos, who had lacked calm by increasing before.

"Oh. That's also the legendary Thousand Years Dragon. We agreed to be the next to be targeted if we were still here. You have to let it scatter right now. Mr. Lotos! Do you know if the general is here now?

"Yes! Don't show me around!

Did Lotus recognize the seriousness of his own mission, answering Lombardo briefly with a tighter face while making his usual red face even more red?

"Please!"

Lombardo, who returns them, was also the least necessary wording, and that revealed the current state of affairs that now surrounded them.

Three.

The Lowenglin soldiers around them saw an incredible sight and where the daily vigour went, now totally just a bystander and finished, hoaxing right and left.

But among them were those who proceeded with a firm foothold.

Lombards.

Scratch the people waves with footsteps like a race. Lotos takes the lead.

Plus Lombardo and Shester followed.

Then Lotos shouted at the two that followed him to the lid.

"That's it! That's the curtain house with the general!

At the tip of Lotus' finger, there was the largest, most luxuriously constructed curtain house in the main unit, decorated with spirals.

Lombardo looked at Shester and said back.

"How stupid. Isn't this like telling you where the general is?"

Then Lotos put his right index finger on his own lip and whispered.

"You're right. You mustn't speak too loud, Kenzi."

Lombardo whispered, embarrassed by Lotus.

"Oh, I'm sorry. But then... how many lives do you have in the Kingsguard?"

"You're right. Kingsguards are the most lethal in this Seventh Corps. The general wants to stand out anyway, and whenever he puts up such a fancy curtain house, the enemy will storm next. Why do we have to put our lives at risk to protect them? In the meantime, Your Excellency runs back."

"Oh my God! Gorkos run behind! I hear he's a fool and an idiot, but isn't he at least brave and resolute and pigsty!?

"Ha. You like to make assaults. But it's always the rear of the army that gives orders."

"What a guy! I don't know what people's lives are..."

So Shester stabbed the nail.

"Anger is the best. But right now, it's important to scatter the army as soon as possible."

"I know that!

When Lombardo abandoned him, he left the two of them behind and moved on with his big crotch.

Chester, left behind, had no choice but to smile bitterly at Lotos and his face.

Four.

From the luxurious curtain hall, colored with brilliant spirals, there was a cloudy ear that did not match its beautiful appearance.

But Lombardo, hurrying with his big crotch, didn't even loosen up his steps, and when he jumped up the curtain at the entrance to the curtain without asking questions, he had to enter it.

"Excuse me!

The cloudy man, who had been yelling at Lombardo's incised greetings until then, responded without stopping his hair.

"Who are you! In this busy hour! Get lost!"

A full-faced and fat man like a toad instantly refused Lombardo entry with a tongue that often turns against its dull appearance.

But Lombardo stated his mouth without changing one complexion just because he expected it to.

"I am Councillor Lombardo Schneider of the Republic of Valentin. With this incident, as envoy…"

"There's no use for people from other countries! Get lost!

Gorkos jumped Lombardo's greeting after saying he had no ears to listen to.

But instead of being frightened, Lombardo called it a loss.

"That's not going to happen. This estate is the place where the seven surrounding countries keep it as a disputed place, and it has gone up there with its earthfoot..."

He said, "Oh, my God! Not if you're saying that now! You didn't see that monster!

So Lombardo raised the corner of his mouth for a moment.

"I saw it. That's the legendary Thousand Year Dragon."

"What are you keeping for so long! That monster is attacking the Hate Army now, but we don't know when it's coming this way!

"I totally agree. We have to scatter the army as soon as possible before he finds us."

"Do what you did!

"What did you do?

"If you do that, there will be fewer of you who will protect me!

At that moment, Lombardo was wrapped up in the sensation as if the whole blood in his body were going to boil.

And his whole body hair stood upside down, his heart beating hard.

Lotos was right.

Lombardo now clearly understood that Gorkos was not the vessel of the generals, and at the same time trembled heavily into anger.

But Lombardo managed to stop there.

I didn't let my anger yell at Gorkos.

Because I knew that doing that wouldn't solve anything.

Prevent one or more soldiers from dying in vain.

That was the only mission now imposed on Lombardo.