Troller

As we went out with Zelan, the people who were waiting to be contacted beforehand quietly greeted him.

Joon Sang opened the stone gate in front of them with miraculous flowers.

Then, as I waited, Hennesses bounced out from the other side of the door.

“Joon Sang!”

“... ”

The Brea family members, who were looking a little uneasy, suddenly winked at the appearance of something, and sighed with relief as they realized it was a familiar Hennesse.

Hennesse gave him one hug and then led the people of the Brea family who were waiting inside the stone gate.

“Here you go, guys. If you go in, the fairies will guide you, so you can follow them. ”

“Yes!”

The children had no idea what was going on, but they could not hide their excitement when the mysterious magic door appeared in the old story.

Hennesses sent his sisters and nephews inside first and then greeted his parents.

“It's been a long time. Father.”

“Yes.”

After seeing the mature figure of Hennesses, who had barely seen him, he was unwittingly wet, and Euras embraced him quietly and stepped into the stone gate as she led him.

When all the brushes of the Brea family entered the stone gate, it was the turn of the princess and the infants.

Hennesses is surprised to hear what happened in Delordan the other day while he was busy with Jan Tshunsen's work.

I heard about the arrival of the Princess of Eshtalen, but I didn't expect it to develop like this.

Hennesses first looked at Princess Evelyn and other virgins, but somehow he stopped feeling foolish even though he was sharpening his nerves.

What am I supposed to say?

Their appearance now feels like chicks gathering together to not miss their mother bird, Jun-san.

The car wasn't really that big, but somehow you can't erase the feeling of being a child.

If I told Rice this, he'd blow a horse-drawn watermelon, but it felt like it anyway.

“All right, everybody, go inside. ”

Hennesse led her into the stone gate, leading her to the lustrous virgins and the maids who followed her, and found a woman in shining armor approaching Jun-san.

It didn't look good because it was dark, but we didn't have to check who's here right now.

She's the starting point for all this.

Though I wasn't so curious about what Jun-san and she were going to say, Hennesse continued to let the rest of the people in the stone gate, pretending not to know.

“You want to fight? ”

“Yes.”

Joon Sang frowned.

The existence of this knight princess is no more.

So even though he was the one who triggered all of this, Joon Sang has not even thought about having a personal conversation with her until now.

To be honest, the feeling that Joon Sang has of this princess is no more than civil war.

If you wanted to repay me for killing the Beast Crowlobagan, all you had to do was greet me with something like a fortune.

If she hadn't come here this time, it wouldn't have happened so much.

Of course, it made it easier to take control of Delordan, but it was only a quasi-reference that shone light everywhere, and she had done nothing other than testify in her earlier association with the aristocrats.

In fact, if you want to fight, it's not a big deal to just let them fight.

But as long as she had the status of princess of a country called Eshtalen, she could be injured in tonight's battle, or she could be blasphemed for her diplomatic problems.

Delordan is a situation in which political upheaval cannot be avoided for the time being, and it is wise to avoid friction with other countries, if possible.

Because of this, Joon Sang replied:

“I don't need it. ”

And he shook out his hand as if annoying, but Errolomine quickly sat down on one knee in front of him.

“... ”

The royal family does not kneel.

When they kneel, only when the country is defeated by war.

Those who tried to steal the two people in the street were surprised.

Jun-san did not even know the continent's diplomatic customs, but he understood that it was not normal for a princess of a country to kneel before herself, even if she did not listen to the explanation.

“What the hell are you doing? ”

When Jun-san asked, Errolomine quietly replied.

“I should have told you why I came to see you, but I didn't have a chance. I'm sorry."

But Joon Sang ignored her words and said again.

“What are you doing?" he asked. ”

As soon as he heard his cold words, Errolomine felt the pain of poking Cook in the chest with a needle, but said again with disdain.

“I came here to be a rider with your flag. ”

Riders.

Jun-san frowned, but Errolomine kept talking.

“For that, I can abandon my status as the Princess of Eshtalen at any time. ”

However, Joon Sang shakes his head at the words of that eromine.

“Noisy. ”

“... ”

“Origin or identity is not that simple. ”

“But.”

Errolomine raises her head and tries to argue with her, but Joon-sang raises her hand and stops her from speaking.

“Even if you abandon the status of a princess, people will think of you as the Princess of Eshtalen every time they see you. That doesn't mean you deny it. ”

“That's...”

“I don't know what you're looking at from me, but if you have time for such fantasies, you'd better focus on strengthening your country. ”

“... ”

“Besides, it's a very important situation in Delordan right now. A princess of a country can't even distinguish her place. ”

Joon-sang said that and glanced at the escort knights standing behind her back.

The escort knights raised her as if they had waited for her to see her idol begging someone else like this.

With the support of the knights, Errolomine raises her body and opens her lips, thinking of something and bowing her head to the quadrilateral.

“I was impatient and couldn't look around Mitchell. I'm going to step back for now. ”

Then, with the escorts, he was guided by Hennesse and hid inside the stone gate.

Zelan sighed and watched as he approached Jun-san.

“Hmmm, I'll let you in. ”

“Yes.”

Finally, as Zelan entered the Stone Gate, Hennesson ran to Joonsang, embracing him once again, turning around and throwing him into the Stone Gate.

After concealing the appearance of all the people who were waiting for Hennesse last, Joon Sang removed the stone door and went out.

Then the hundred photowarriors who were waiting bowed down to him in unison and gave him an example.

“Ready?”

Senior Blood Dorne quickly responded to a short quadratic question.

“It doesn't matter if you ever break in. ”

“As you may have heard, the number of enemies is about two thousand. You seem to be a good elite. Be careful. ”

“Got it.”

As he nodded, Dorn turned around and raised his hand toward the photowarriors who were waiting, and the photowarriors approached the horse that Zelan had prepared in advance and blew his throat with a large curvature.

Dorn reaches out in front of the quadruple statue, filled with the blood that rises in the copper basement.

“... ”

Do we have to do this every time we take the photowarriors out to battle?

Jun-san frowned as he thought of it, but after a while, Dorn received his own basement and poured it over his head.

Then, the horror of blood that has been hidden in the quadrilateral body awakens, and a wave begins to take over the surroundings.

After watching the photowarriors pour blood on his back, Junsang recalled the flag that Princess erolomine had mentioned, and summoned spirits, summons, and pets at once by hanging the flag of blood and chaos on the small spear of the escort who was asleep in the inventory.

Wolves of the size of calves, Hellhounds emitting fire from their mouths, and swordfish with sharp fangs appear first, followed by montmonths, hedgehogs, and pets like Eli, and finally, colorful spirits in a row.

When he was all ready, he maximized his super-sense.

Then a group of soldiers who quickly broke through the gates of Ibeloa felt no difficulty coming to the mansion.

It takes some time to evacuate people, but even if I told the guards who guarded the gate that I didn't have to stop them in advance, it couldn't have been more timid than I thought.

The king of one country is an elite soldier.

I also thought it would be a little too much to kill them all, but they are the only troops that have been drawn from those who have sworn absolute allegiance to the current royal family, so leaving them behind is only a source of anxiety.

Joon Sang snorted and climbed onto the roof of the mansion with a flagged fine window, then stuck the fine window on the roof.

“Get started.”

Immediately, the warriors bowed their heads to him and spread out wide in front of the entrance of the mansion, and a horde of hordes of horsemen smashed the door of the mansion and entered it as if waiting.

The photowarriors looked at the enemy with their weapons, but the first thing that flew at them was the black arrows, not the cavalry.

As well trained elite troops, the enemies fired arrows intensively to destroy the progress of the photowarriors just before the cavalry attack.

The photowarriors heard the piercing of the flying arrows and quickly lowered their bodies and covered themselves with a shield, but they didn't have to.

because there were already powerful spirits of wind around them.

Among the spirits possessed by the quadrilateral, possessing the attributes of the wind are all three.

It is the winds of the mountains, the winds of the horizons, the blizzards.

These three types of spirits are strengthened through the gates of spirits open to the quadrilateral body.

The black arrows of the enemies were very lethal, but they were not powerful enough to break through these spirits.

Huduwei!

Suddenly the powerful arrows swirled by the wind were powerlessly lost in direction and scattered.

But the crisis was not over.

Immediately after that, the cavalry appeared to be in a crowded state.

The cavalry lowered and raised the cavalry spear and headed straight for the photowarriors. I ran.

But they had to undergo an unexpected raid before they even reached the target point.

It was the great wolves, the bayonets, and the Hellhounds who emitted fire from their mouths that were the masters of the raid.

Kuaang!

A huge beast the size of a calf leaps up and down on his head with sharp teeth and claws, and the horses twist their feet at the appearance of an unexpected foe, or suddenly stop and shake away the horsemen he was riding.

As the leading horsemen fell into chaos, the raid was so stubborn, and as the vanguard settled down, the warriors who were stirring up the battle began to shout in unison without missing the gap.

The specialties of photowarriors are different.

Their screaming and rushing with a lot of blood on their bodies was so threatening that no matter how well trained elite soldiers were, the warriors with axes and big songs in their hands began to slaughter the stopped horsemen and soak themselves with their blood.

The horsemen who stopped the assault calmly stepped down from the horses and greeted the photowarriors, but they had no choice but to fight the photowarriors who were racing with excitement.

“Die!”

Although some of the cavalry's success in cutting or stabbing the photowarriors was occasionally noticeable, they were greatly surprised to see the body of the photowarriors' beige stabbed photowarriors burst with white smoke.

“Stand, no way... Blood! ”

A particularly powerful antiwarrior, Blood, among the photowarriors.

Stunning by the nature of blood by slaughter, they were famous for their amazing ability to instantly heal even if they were wounded by enemy weapons on the battlefield.

Now, the troops who had raided the Brea family were already educated as to what enemies were waiting for them, among which was Blood.

A photowarrior is also a blood-drawn in a burgeoning backyard.

The cavalry fills his tongue with misfortune, but after him others begin to shout the same words, and his complexion fades blue.

“Blood?”

“Here, too?”

“Oh, my God! What the hell! ”

I thought there would be more if you had one or two, but now the photowarriors are entering the cavalry, ignoring the small wounds without you.

When this happened, the cavalry and the infantrymen who were running to support them were forced to panic.

“Argh! This tastes like a fight! ”

“Why are the inspiring people so strong? ”

The photowarriors enjoy the powerful effects of regeneration and begin to thrash their forces like angry beasts.

Originally, one or two knights had enough steaming skills to regenerate through the ring, and when the flags were enhanced, the photowarriors started attacking violently without getting excited.

In this way, the enemies immediately flourished, despite their male predominance.

Junsang was satisfied with the effect of the ring while watching the photowarriors battle on the roof.

In fact, not all photowarriors were wearing regeneration increase rings.

Even now, there were fairies working hard to make the ring, but it seems that there was not enough time to pay the hundred photowarriors the whole ring.

Nevertheless, it was thanks to a small hedgehog that bounced between them and moved like a ball, as if all the photowarriors were wearing rings.

The hedgehog bounces around like a ball and hits the injured photowarrior's body, giving their body a healing potion.

After taking a quick look at the level of the hedgehog, he realized that he had not yet named it. After a while, he finally made a decision.

“Bamtol. Your name is Bamtol. ”