World Maker

There was a time when so many heroes, shining like stars in the night sky, wandered the earth.

Those who have inherited the blood of God.

Being born a human child and transcending its limits.

The story of all those heroes placed between the age of mythology and the age of man.

People called it the age of heroes.

Wiseman stands in the heart of the banquet hall. A small number of fake gods, even though they were just sitting there, noticed the Wiseman. It was not known whether it was an innate force or what kind of divinity it was exerting, but it was clear that it had the power to attract people's attention.

The people, Zeus and Knut stood idly by and watched what the Wiseman would do. Of the fake gods gathered here, there were three who would say they knew Weissman best, but they could not even guess what he was going to do from now on.

Wiseman opens his arms lightly. If I wasn't wearing a mask, I would have seen it swallow my breath.

“I have something to tell everyone who is here. ”

His voice was low and tender. Even though it was never a big voice, it swallowed up the sound of music that was reverberating in the banquet hall. It was communicated exactly to everyone's ears.

More fake gods than ever saw Wiseman. Wiseman puts his right hand on his chest.

“I'm Wiseman. An Orc is a fake god who leads a faction. ”

All the fake gods in the banquet hall looked at Wiseman. Most of them were ambiguous, but some showed obvious hostility.

Wiseman enjoys a sharp stabbing hostility. He turned his head toward the crowd of forty false gods.

“At the last banquet, I was greatly impressed by a fake god named Naresuan, who leads the Mythical League. ”

Wiseman's gaze was obvious, and almost most of the fake gods who were focusing on Wiseman turned their eyes on him.

A man in a black mask dressed in leopard leather.

Everyone within the banquet hall thought he was Naresuan. Wiseman made it that way.

“When all gods are one, no one dies. You can end this game without anyone dying. ”

“What do you want to say, Wiseman? ”

Nor did Naresuan stand still any longer. I didn't know what Wiseman was going to do, but at least not to praise the greatness of the Myth Federation.

Naresuan was distracted by this banquet. Right now, it was just the myth of the Federation. Eight of the innermost subordinates were deployed and three rank equivalents were deployed as they watched. The most outskirts were the fake gods of the 2nd class.

The most important part of the banquet was the tightening of the three fake gods who were due to join us in the future. That's why Naresuan came into direct contact with the three clans. To bake them more, to prevent them from coming into contact with the Third or Fourth Class of the Mythical League.

Weissman enjoyed Naresuan's voice, masquerading as peace. I can't hide my anxiety and anger, but I can feel my feet rolling.

Wiseman said.

“Amazoness and Elder clashed just before the last banquet. You've all heard of it. Two of the top six clans that entered the World Quest. ”

“Wiseman!"

Naresuan shouted.

I didn't know what else to say in the future, but I had to make it stop now. Even if it was somewhat misleading, I had to stop it from coming up with words that I couldn't even try.

Naresuan stepped out with a great deal of hostility, and a few followed him, even in the 2nd class. It was like a fight was about to happen.

But Wiseman didn't lose his time. It was in order of course, and of course it was because it was guarded.

“Acts of force within the banquet hall are prohibited. ”

A woman with rainbow hair crossed between Weissman and Naresuan. And with it, the Naresuan threat became no longer a threat.

Naresuan couldn't take one more step. I couldn't even yell at a woman with rainbow hair to get out of my way.

It wasn't because the woman with the rainbow hair was a manager in a white mask. After all, everyone could have insisted that they never knew as much as the masked banquet hall.

It was instinct that made Nareshuan stop.

He dies every step of the way.

Instinct was not enough. It was as natural as the water flowed to a low place.

Should I be a little taller than 160 centimeters?

The woman in front of me was small. She was a woman without a partner. But I was scared. I felt like I was facing the army in front of me.

Some of the fake gods in the banquet hall turned sharp. Knut and Poseidon, seasoned unmanned, noticed that the rainbow haired woman confined her enemies to only one Naresuan.

It wasn't easy. The woman with the rainbow hair seemed calm in itself.

Send enemies only to limited opponents. Others won't even notice the enemy.

I wondered if I could measure managers in white masks on their own scale, but I was amazed if that was anything.

Dan-A-young also felt the strength of a woman with rainbow hair, just like Knut or Poseidon. However, I also felt a slightly different emotion from the two before me.

I couldn't afford to interpret that feeling for Dang Ayong. It is because the woman with the rainbow hair retreated from her enemies who had fallen to Naresuan.

Wiseman opens his mouth again. It was like a warrior stabbing a hit without missing a gap.

“Elder wins and Amazones loses. It was a single battle, but the main army was practically wiped out. Amazoness herself would have liked to say that she was half-dead. The endangerment of extinction, Amazoness will perish and meet Elder. At that time, the fake god Pentesileia, who led Amazoness, thought: Why don't we go to the Myth Federation. Maybe we can survive if we go to the Myth Federation. I wonder if I can continue to care for the Amazoness who have become one under the Alliance's name. ”

Some of the fake gods in the banquet hall nodded their heads reflectively. Any false god who had affection for his race could have thought of doing it.

Naresuan was confused. Wiseman was based in the northwest. But how do we know all of that? No wonder Elder's fake god foolishly leaked his information?

Wiseman took one step. He approached Naresuan and said:

“Pentesileia ordered the Amazonists to go to the Mythical Federation. How foolish. ”

Naresuan was not green. He was the head of a religious group that led numerous congregations, and he was quite confident in the field of speech.

However, the situation was not good. Insufficient material to make the horse. Unlike Weissman, who gained a small sneeze, Naresuan couldn't defend himself completely.

And that was, of course, impossible.

“Amazones became slaves. Not only are they being exploited by the Alliance, the mythical faction of the Federation, but they are also being treated more unfavorably than livestock. Being treated as a sexual trinket is just medicine. They even killed him as a toy. ”

Naresuan could barely suppress himself. Instead of screaming, he said, masquerading as free.

“Are you going to plot against us with Will Beer? You're shallower than you look, Wiseman. ”

Wiseman smiles in a gray mask.

Naresuan has already been defeated.

The war of the gods was technically a martyrdom. Although the fighting time was very long and took the form of proxy rather than direct confrontation, the nature of it did not change, although it could be mistaken or forgotten.

Doubtful ears.

The moment I began to doubt, it was already over. It would take a tremendous effort to rebut Weissman's words and turn back the mind of the false gods who began to doubt him.

Wiseman waited without refuting Nareshuan's words. It was like telling Naresuan to try it now if he could.

Naresuan reaches out to his right. I naturally pointed to the woman who left her back on her arm with a chin.

“Here is Pentecilia, the goddess of Amazonia. She became one with our mythical Federation, and so did her tribe, Amazoness. Isn't that right, Pentecilia? ”

Featuring a blue dress and a grey mask, Pentesileia opened her lips to answer. Wiseman's voice swallowed her words.

“Only Pentecollaia?”

Naresuan bites him in the face. Weissman took one more step towards Nareshuan.

“Everyone will remember. Joe in Pentecollaia was all made up of four fake gods. But now you see only one Pentecollaia. Where did the three fake gods who were with her go? ”

Naresuan could not answer. Wiseman took another step.

“Are you saying you didn't attend the banquet? ”

A fool could not survive the war of gods. More than half of the fake gods, not the lower gods, understood Weissman's words.

Four fake gods surrendered. However, only one person came to the banquet hall.

A banquet that all gods must attend.

“Where did they go? Why didn't you attend this banquet because you faced a fate? ”

Naresuan vomits in his cravings. ‘Mask’ insulted the incompetence of second-class gods who could not turn their anonymity upside down and pretend to be supporters like Pentecollaia.

Many of the false gods who were sitting next to Naresuan moved away as if they were fleeing. I didn't have to confirm that they were fake gods who were going to join the Myth Federation. Furthermore, they were not the only ones. The fake gods' gaze at the Myth Federation itself has changed.

Testimony of Pentesileia?

That was not necessary. It was only because of this that I was unable to use the rubber that sits directly in front of the enemy's heart.

“I'll see you today, Naresuan. ”

[Now you can't beat me.]

A gentle voice and a word of heart conveyed by divine magic.

Wiseman turned gently.

Naresuan couldn't hold onto the back of it. Just like Darius, who was defeated by the Demon King, I was forced to watch.

The Banquet of Fake Gods is over.

Naresuan reveals his true colors instead of pouring out vain efforts, and the false gods discover the truth of the Myth Federation.

Zeus and Wiseman left the banquet hall.

Throughout the banquet, Knut, who was discussing the 'ElderBritannian’ alliance, also returned to his new life.

The people, like always, looked up at the boat waiting for them and the man in the white mask on it.

Yakin and Decor did not appear until after the banquet. But meeting them wasn't a dream. It was clearly a thing of reality that happened.

The inhabitants boarded the ship. A man in a white mask stares straight at such a soul. It was as if there was nothing I wanted to ask.

The Decor that changed the god of lightning.

Demon Yakin, born by the beliefs of Elders.

The people did not ask about them. Instead of confirming what was already confirmed, I asked a more important question.

“This game, this is not the first time. ”

A game that has been repeated several times.

The man in the white mask answered.

Time was like charging Lance.

I don't look back, I just go forward.

Seventeen trillion New Year's time.

Three more years in handover time.

Fewer Elders could fall asleep, even if they were caught under the sea of stars that seemed to be pouring out soon. I waited for the good news to be heard when I gathered in front of the house with a colored sign indicating that I had a mother.

There was one of those elders, especially a woman who could not rest. It was as if she had become a mother, and some of those who waited with her said, "What are you waiting for?"

Still, she couldn't calm down. Rather, he shouted loudly at Elder's ‘Queen’ green lightning.

“But Mom! She's having a baby! ”

White Yooseong and black house with colored room.

The green lightning smiled in front of the unchanging green meteor, even though it took three years.

For a little over three years, Elder did not stagnate. Under the guidance of Elder Saddam, he moved forward and made a dazzling development, as he has done so far.

Elder was now the name of the ‘nation’ before it was a race name.

Elder, nectar, cooler, amazones.

It wasn't just your kind. Within the large group, Elder occupied many different positions, such as the children of Centaurus and Starlight.

It was a thunderstorm that took Elder's throne. He had already been Elder's leader before the establishment of the state system, and for some he was called King. He was the hero who saved Elder with his hands several times.

There was no one better suited to Elder's throne than the lightning storm that united him, and no one else could think of another king.

King.

The one leading the way.

He who guides the way to his back.

Alder, who accepted the Amazonians and accepted the new 'godless tribes’ in the south, has now reached over 7,000. A more structured ‘system’ than before was needed to govern this number of people.

A tax was created.

The lightning storm, the king, of course, and the black bear, the general, and the small tree, the priest, paid taxes. In front of taxes, everyone was equal, and the taxes that were collected were used for Elder's sake.

The field was increased to increase production.

I built weapons and grew chariots to strengthen my fighting power.

I made roads and tools to move faster.

Schools were also set up.

The text and the law, of course, passed on a number of skills.

Elder's best technician, the Little Tree, raised his disciples, and some learned martial arts from black bears and lightning storms. A craftsman specializing in making clothes emerged, and that was true in other fields.

Amphion, an outstanding crop farmer who was a slave to the former Amazonians, made the flag of the shrine.

White god of heaven and sun.

The green god of the night and moon.

Red god of earth and technology.

Yellow god, goddess of love and water.

Divine magic has become more systematic, and the use of divine magic has become increasingly common in Elders' daily lives. A typical example was the ‘hospital’.

Prisoners using the divine magic of the Yellow God, who possessed the power of healing, waited in the hospital and cared for the sick. It did not rely solely on divine magic, but also spared no effort to cure and prevent illness in other ways.

All those changes.

Elder who became stronger and stronger.

At the age of seventeen, the green oil rolled its feet frontally. Elders who grew quickly but aged slowly on the other hand, so their appearance remained almost unchanged from three years ago. But the atmosphere was different. The feeling of feeling better while looking at it remained the same, but there was a 'depth’. Curiosity and playfulness, as well as warmth and thoughtfulness, were buried in my eyes.

There were many Elders who wanted green oil. It wasn't because she was Elder's princess.

Green oil was a shining creature.

Even now, the fact that Elder was so beautiful that he was able to compete with the white deer, considered Elder's greatest beauty, was not only a wealth of the state.

Green Yooseong had the power to lead people's minds. All Elders loved her, and she loved all of those Elders.

Elder's age was seventeen, even though he married and remained. It has become kind of fashionable to get married as soon as you finish the adult ceremony in the last three years.

There were really many people who proposed to Green Yooseong. who have already grown up, who are just finishing their adult feast, who will soon be celebrating their adult feast.

However, Green Yooseong politely refused them and did not accept anyone's proposal. People now know why, but even so, the number of people applying for marriage has not diminished. Yena Green Oil has always been Elder Yena's greatest fan.

“She's having a baby, so she's embarrassed. ”

He laughed as if he were a big man with such a big head. Among the elders, it was very rare for a man to behave like this to the Green Yooseong, and to be able to do skinny things without hesitation. Moreover, among men.

“Oh, really! You just need to keep it down. ”

The black bear responded to the protest of the Green Meteor by laughing once again. Having grown a beard so beautifully in the last three years, I felt Elder's generalized obsession.

Just as he was standing next to a black bear, a large young man gave an oak comb to a green meteor.

“Here's the comb. ”

“I don't need a comb, but thank you. ”

The smiling green oil received a comb. With that smile, the gray bear, who was now an adult, blushed his cheeks. His heart toward Green Oil was the same three years later.

“Whew, Whew. Give up and find another woman. ”

The black bear murmured, kicking his tongue, but the gray bear flowed to the back of his ear, and the green oil did not hear him comb his head.

Prince Elder's White Yooseong was a powerful warrior who couldn't find his mate within Elder if he restricted the lightning storm. Although not as much as the Green Meteor, he was also much loved by Elders, and many Elders now gathered in front of the White Meteor House were a testament to his love.

White Yooseong gains children.

The birth of a new life was always to be celebrated, but this time it meant a little more. Elders wished that the White Yooseong would one day follow the lightning storm and give birth to a strong and good child to make ‘royal genealogy’ firmer.

With both hands firmly held, he rolled his feet again, and even the black bear and the green lightning looked at the house with a slightly restless face. This is probably because it took longer than usual.

Maybe something's going on.

Maybe the black light is still young enough to give birth to a child.

When people's worries reached the pole, the gates opened wide. Elder's surrogate, a midwife who had taken so many children by her hand, vomited a thunderous voice as her name suggests.

“Born!”

Moments of cheer echoed among the elders. Green Yooseong ran out in front of the thunder as if he couldn't take it anymore.

“Is the black light healthy? ”

“It's healthy. A beautiful daughter was born. ”

“Wow! Can I go in now? ”

“Hang in there. ”

It was the black bear who smiled and stretched out her waist. Black Bear said to the Green Meteor whizzing in his arms.

“You know, the baby that's just been born is really weak. If a lot of people go in like this, it could be adversely affected. ”

“Ugh… but…. ”

Green oil sent a favourite glance, but it was useless. The green lightning asked the thunder a few more questions, and the thunder explained the mother's condition and the baby born in a loud voice so that all the elders around her could hear it.

“Cute!”

The newborn's eyes were filled with the eyes of Dae-a-young. With a baby wrapped in a clean cloth, the black hug wept and drew a smile mixed with all emotions.

Even the so-called 'mom smile’ would not be a big deal, Asca said as if she was making fun of Dae-young's face.

“I thought you said you were like a monkey. ”

“It's all old times, old times. ”

The newborn baby was clumsy and strange. But it didn't look that way now. He's a white meteor boy, not anyone else.

Instead of running like Dan-A-young, Edwing said with a relaxed face.

“I didn't expect White Yooseong and Black Yooseong to have children. That's a bad concealment.”

“That's really nice. I love it.”

Tefnet looked a little, but even tears.

It has already been quite a while since the birth of the three lovers among the 17 clans. It wasn't just about making spiritual connections, it was about mixing bodies, and in the case of Bart and Asca, it was about trying to have children.

The same was true of Tefnet and Edwing. I also thought it was possible enough because I had the same period as when I was on the ground in the case of false women gods.

But none of the women's false gods had children. Of course, there were many cases where the child did not listen well despite having a good relationship. But the people knew something different. It wasn't going to end with 'low chance of pregnancy’, as Elders do.

Fake gods cannot have children.

That was the conclusion of the people, and it once again broke Tefnet's heart. Dan-A-young was also very disappointed because he didn't pay the tea.

It was only forty years ago that the Yeongmin came to this conclusion. It was natural for Tefnet to see tears in his eyes.

Edwin slammed Tefnet's shoulders. Asca quickly opened up a new screen, and Bart said in a calm voice.

“The lightning storms are on your face. ”

“You must have been worried a lot. ”

Even if it was the royal palace alone, all that was left was a slight renovation of the lightning storm and the green lightning house, but the lightning storm that stood there and stared at me as quickly as I could, threw up a sigh of relief a few times.

It was a lightning storm that I wanted to wait for in front of the White Meteor house, like a green lightning bolt or a green meteor, but I couldn't.

It was never good to see Elder, the king of Elder, in front of so many people who were anxious.

Dang Ay-young smiled in the presence of a lightning storm that people liked and relieved themselves in places they did not see.

“The king is the king. ”

A proud child of all 17 clans. King of Elder.

With the black light giving birth to a healthy baby, today's event was all over. Article 17 relaxed with a light chat.

But that was the time. As a habit, the people who were watching over Elder's entire territory voiced their voice.

“Ugh.”

“What's wrong? ”

The first thing I was interested in was Ed Wing. The inhabitants manipulated the console immediately before answering and illuminated the vicinity of the entrance to the big town. I saw three knights riding horses running.

“The Knights of the Round Table are coming. ”

It was clear Fiora, the Knight of the Round Table, was at the forefront.

Dae-A-young nodded and laughed as if something was wrong.

“That's how we decided to come. ”

In the last three years, the alliance between Elder and Britannian has become stronger. The roundtable's articles' visits were also scheduled in advance.

“But at this time of night? ”

Dae-a-young's expression changed.

“Fiora!"

“Green oil.”

After the battle with the Amazons, the Elders set up a guard at night. The fact that the Knights of the Round Table were rushing quickly spread, and many of Elder's leading figures gathered in front of White Meteor houses, such as Green Oil, Green Lightning, Black Bear and Gray Bear, headed to the entrance of the big town to greet the Knights of the Round Table.

Fiora, who stopped talking at the point of the Green Meteor, jumped off the horse at once. The green oil almost throws itself at Fiora and hugs her.

“You're here sooner than usual? What about Juder?”

Fiora smiled instead of answering.

The green lightning asked again.

“Welcome, Fiora. But seeing you running around in the middle of the night, there must be something urgent going on. ”

“Yes, my queen. ”

Fiora nods heavily after gently pushing green oil. The black bear stepped forward and said to everyone around.

“Let's go to the royal palace, even if we can stand and talk about it. Gray Bear, ask for the horses. ”

Because I felt something was unusual, both black and grey bears were quick to behave. Knights of the Round Table, including Fiora, accompanied Elders to the Royal Palace.

“King of Elder, Fiora, Knight of the Round Table, greets you. ”

Three knights from the round table, including Fiora, gave an example on their knees lightly. It was a Britannian-specific technique that did not exist for Elder.

The lightning storm, which Orot stood and greeted, lifted up his hand and raised Fiora. Instead of devoting more time to the law, he said quickly.

“Nice to meet you. Looks like something big happened to Judas when he wasn't supposed to come. ”

Late-night visits.

The absence of Judas, who was originally supposed to come.

The number of knights in the round table is only three.

Fiora did not attract time either. Looking straight at the thunderstorm's eyes, he said.

“The Alliances have begun to move. ”

A country in the far north.

The land from which the Amazonians fled.

“Obviously, we're closer than Elder. You found us for the Alliance. ”

The Knight King of Britannia, Jude Pandragan, murmured low, looking down at the precisely drawn map. This map, with almost perfect accumulation, was one of the most precious novels given by the gods of Britannia.

On the map were small wooden sculptures. To indicate the village location and population of each tribe, one large house had a population of a thousand, and one small house had a population of a hundred.

An alliance in the northwest, based on the Britannians. They initiated a military movement. It was clear that he was aiming for Britannia in the direction of progress.

“You still don't know the exact numbers? ”

In response to Juder's question, the Knight Vedivier of the Round Table bowed.

“Observation magic doesn't work for the Alliance. Scouts can't reach more than a certain distance...... I'm sorry. ”

“No, it's not Gallahead's fault. That's how thoroughly they were prepared. ”

Juder's gaze returned to the map. A wooden model of the barracks stood between the Alliance and the Britannians.

“Maybe six thousand. ”

It was even a mixed supply unit of women, but it was indeed an unstoppable number. The Alliance's estimated population ranged from 20,000 to 30,000, which is even more so.

This is, of course, the time when the harvest is over. Like Elder or Britannian, the Alliance also had a high youth population, making it easier to draw troops.

But there were still too many 5,000. This was a good number to discuss the total war.

“You've made your fortune. ”

When defeated, the Alliance rolls down the corridor. Even if we had one annihilation in a decade, we would not be able to repair the damage now.

That was weird.

The Alliance's leftovers themselves were expected. By their standards, the north was barren, and the west was the land of monsters that the Demon King was devouring. There are inevitably only eastern and southern directions, since the ‘familiar’ south would have been more attractive to those with Amazonian information than the ‘unfamiliar’ east.

‘The timing is too fast. ’

For at least five years, I thought I'd sit down and count. No, it wasn't weird to spend the last decade like that.

The Alliance and Britannian right to life did not overlap at this time. Nevertheless, what they had left behind meant that they wanted to absorb the Britannians and, furthermore, the Elders.

What prompted the Alliance? Are you afraid that the Demon King in the West will redecorate his home in the south?

“War is basically the more numbers, the more advantages. In that sense, we're completely disadvantaged. ”

Britannia currently has a population of about 8,000. No matter how many Britannians had the weather of 'Monkey’, the maximum number of people allowed to fight was between 3,000 and 4,000. If you change your words to someone who can fight properly, will there be 2,000 people who can stand on the battlefield?

It was indeed an overwhelming power car.

“But, my king, Elder will surely send the enemy. Fiora should have delivered the emergency by now. ”

“Well, if we get caught, then Elder, of course. But if the problem is that we and Elder are too far from each other.. ”

Towards the end, Judas stood up in a blurred position. Given the Alliances' march speed, the battle was fast ahead, and in about a fortnight's time, we could be prepared.

How to fight against the Alliance army.

Do we have to imitate the battle of the Demon King, who played over 6,000 alliances at the age of three thousand?

“Three years from that day. I wonder how much has changed. ”

As Elder and Britannian advanced, so did the Alliance. If they had been fools enough to learn nothing from the trumpet three years ago, it would have been impossible to form such a huge group in the first place.

Juder looked north. The night sky without even the moon was black and black again.

Elder's leading figures gathered in the conference room located in the royal palace. In order to see the birth of a child between White Yooseong and Black Yooseong, several people came to the village of Earth and Salt. There were more attendees than ever.

The lightning storm summarized the situation as everyone in the meeting sat on the seats placed in a circle.

The Giant Alliance, located to the north, moves to attack the Britannians. The number is about five thousand to six thousand.

The white deer, who had been sleepy all night, was amazed by the number of 5,000 midwives. The same was true for small trees and pretty noses. It was indeed an enormous army.

“Britannian asked us to send reinforcements, allies. It is because of that that Fiora, the Knight of the Round Table, came to us in such a hurry tonight. ”

I couldn't open my mouth. Turning to the left, he stood up and said, "I can't stand the green oil anymore.

“Of course we should send reinforcements. Britannian and Elder are allies. And when the Britannians are attacked, our elders are in danger. It sounds a little chilly, but it's best to finish on the Britannian line before the fire of war hits our Elder. ”

At first, emotion preceded, but as I went backwards, reason extended my head.

Alliances were mutually beneficial. At the moment, Britannian is like a ‘shield’ that receives attacks from the North from Elder.

As the fight against the Amazoness proves, fighting nearby has caused enormous damage. It was best to end the fighting on the horseback of the Green Meteor or Britannians' lines.

The lightning storm closed Zigzi's eyes. After formally ascending to the throne, he was given a higher number than before.

As many as seven thousand Elders were carrying their lives on their shoulders, it was natural to be discreet to say a word.

Lightning storms finally opened their mouths.

“I'll send reinforcements. However, the number is important. ”

“Numbers?”

A thunderstorm nods. Sitting on the right side of the lightning storm, Tyre received a slight thunderbolt.

“Britannia is no farther from the land where the Amazonians lived. It's hard to send an army that far away. We have Elder's defence issues. ”

Green oil was forced to nod like a mute eaten honey. In fact, the big town that was empty in the war with the Amazoness was attacked and not badly damaged.

We had to send troops to cover the cost of the expedition while leaving enough defensive troops behind.

The black bear said.

“Then why don't you send the elite troops with cavalry? Even if the infantry catches up later. ”

“That's actually the best number. It's Britannian to be a state all the way. Our Elder has no choice but to serve as an assistant. ”

The small tree also expressed its consent. If you were a cavalry, arriving at Britannia would be quick, and your unit's high combat strength would help you at least greatly.

The sound of thunder asked the black bear.

“So about a hundred people? ”

“If the Centaurs join us, we can have up to two hundred frogs. But it would be hard to mobilize more than that right now. ”

The enemy forces count from five thousand to six thousand and support only two hundred men.

"That's ridiculous! ’

But it was only the sound of the heart. Green oil swallowed up a voice that almost popped out of his mouth. And he calmed himself down.

Green oil itself was Elder, not Britannian. Two hundred horsemen, including Centaurus, were never less, based on Elder. Furthermore, does not the infantry say that they will also go to support later on?

‘Yes, Mr. Black Bear is right. ’

The Green Oil nodded once again, and the White Deer grabbed the hand of that Green Oil. It was the look in my eyes that I understood everything within me.

The dispatch was decided. None of Elder's leaders here knew the seriousness of the problem.

Lightning storms said.

“Black Bear, I'll give you command of the reinforcements. ”

“All right, can I pick a seal to take you to the deputy? ”

“Do as you please. ”

The black bear stroked his beard slowly and immediately put some people's names in his mouth.

“I'll take Angren and the Green Oil and the Gray Bear. I think I should leave the infantry command to Scary Eye. I wish I could give you the White Yooseong. ”

“Got it. I'll take care of the defense here. ”

Angry was also a protagonist among the Centaurs. Green oil and white oil are factually new to Elder, so he was right to take part in the battle. The gray bear was the heir to the black bear.

“Okay, then……. ”

Instead of talking about lightning storms, I looked up at the roof with a sudden head up. I didn't hear anything like this, but I felt strange. And it was the same for all the elders who were gathered in the conference room. Green oil smiled brightly and said.

“It's Walharang. I've just arrived at the royal palace. ”

“I still can't make a single sound. I wish I could be a little more popular. ”

The grinning black bear once again gestures to the lightning storm.

“Eastern New Zealand seems to be joining this support force. That means this support is in line with the will of the monks. ”

The lightning storm did not deny it. I closed my eyes for a moment and prayed to the priest.

“This should happen as soon as possible. Green Yooseong, go to Prairie Village with Knight Fiora at the Round Table right now and deliver the decision while getting ready for the cavalry to leave. ”

Green oil nods. The lightning storm's gaze was directed at the thunder.

“Please remove ‘Blessing of the Yellow God’ and ‘Wrath of the Green God’ from the battle. This expedition should be available for both. ”

The 'Blessing of the Yellow God’ and ‘The Wrath of the Green God’ were flags with mysterious magical powers. When the leading rider runs with these flags, his magical power is activated and God's Blessing is conveyed throughout the troop. It was close to the development of the totem used by the Nectars in the past.

The Elders had all the flags of the monks, each with a different effect.

The 'Blessing of the Yellow God’ speeds up the movement and gives you untiring stamina, while the 'Wrath of the Green God’ gives you agility to attack enemies sharper and faster.

Thunderstorms kept saying.

“Black and Gray Bears prepare to go to Prairie Village early tomorrow morning with troops gathered in the big town. Contact Scary Snow for a small tree and let him come straight to the big town. I will prepare the infantry for later deployment. ”

No one complained about the King's decision.

The meeting broke down, and the elders began to move quickly.

The battle with the Demon Army three years ago caused many changes without hiding the new realm and handover.

Even so, Darius, dressed in a bright armor that further accentuated the massive mass, remained silent and consistent. The face was not even concealed because of the steel helmet with a bitten horn on its head.

There are now only five new blood relatives who were called Alliance Ten. And all five of them were put on this expedition.

Over the past three years, each tribe has been strengthened in a different way.

Article 17 caused periodic flooding to strengthen intelligence, while artificially raising the ground to create a Fortress of Wisdom.

Knut's 33 trillion, Zeus's 6 trillion, used his divine power in many different ways. The divine power that creates the ‘miracle of God’ has also resulted in greater consequences than we thought, depending on its use.

The Mythical League poured its power into the field of combat.

To win, he strengthened the newcomers, including Darius, solely to win. I focused on strengthening my strength rather than developing alliances.

The battle with the Demon King gave Darius a severe inferiority.

The presence of the Weissman, who played the mythical League in both the handover and the new system, angered Naresuan.

From the point of view of the war of gods as a 'game’, the war against xenophobia was a means to power up. Gaining as much risk as possible was also a fair deal.

I sat quietly at home and called the population silently and there was no answer. More dramatic growth was needed to overcome the fear that the Wiseman might strike again.

Swallows Britannian and Elder belonging to the top six clans. So the Wiseman and the Demon King Eclipse kneel to the ground.

Naresuan bends the ground in the new system.

Revealing his true colors, he exploited the gods of the Mythical League even hotter than before the banquet. Thus, it succeeded in producing satisfactory results.

One of those outcomes.

Crossing the sky between the new and the handover.

The shadow of something other than the Sakaman night overwhelms the Alliance's military forces.