Frenzy Troll

The next morning, Roland had breakfast with Angie and came to the big room where the users gathered. Likewise, I asked Lancelot, the Berserker user, if the blessing spell was available.

The answer was as expected.

“No, why? ”

I said, "Well, I can use it, but that's all it is. ”

“Isn't that another spell? Try it. ”

Like he said, I gathered people and used spells.

"Dear Odin, my soul. ’

The gray runes glow on Roland's forehead. The users who were watching around it gathered.

And then we started talking. First of all, I wonder if it really is a blessing spell. This proved to be truly a blessing order compared to other clergy users.

I was about to start a discussion about whether I could have orders, regardless of my job.

You hear the door open wide. You hear no knocking before, so everyone stands up and looks at you.

It was Jason who showed up.

“What are you doing here? ”

Jason asked, but the answer never came back. Everyone just watched this uninvited guest with a young look on their face.

Roland opens his mouth first, when the atmosphere was awkward. He explained that instead of being a berserker and being able to write a blessing spell, he found a new rune text.

When I heard it, Jason said,

“Aren't you in multi class? Level up.”

In a series of game words, Roland was zinc.

“Level up? ”

“You killed a lot of people that day, didn't you? You leveled up your opponent because they were full of experience bars during the game. That's how you get to paladin level 1. Your character is now level 16, isn't it? ”

Roland couldn't help but wonder.

“Kill enemies to gain experience? This isn't a game, is it? ”

“It's a game, right?"

“Is it real now? Don't you think that the experience gained by fighting the enemies in the first place will increase your body training and skills? How is that supposed to work here? ”

“I thought so, but I didn't. I leveled up, too. ”

I had never heard of it. Lollang asked, frowning and frowning.

“How did you know that? ”

“I woke up today and checked. I developed a level 16 skill from the Mediah TRPG Rule Book. That's why I know you can level up here. Like an RPG, it gets stronger at some point. Have you seen God anywhere else? ”

The words remind him of a god hung from his neck.

A memory that was thought to be a dream even in the same trans state as a dream. But for some reason, it was so vivid that I could recall the conversation I had at that time.

What did Odin say then?

‘Yes, which rune do you want? ’

‘Sacred runes. ’

Do you want to perform miracles as my warrior? And so it shall be. ’

The moment I remember seeing Odin, my head tingles. Jason's car, which he suffers from, bites like a rush.

“Did you see? Did you not see? ”

“I think I've seen it. ”

“You leveled up, congratulations. Not bad for a Berserker/Paladin multiclass, huh? Many passives are useful for paladins, so it would be good to have wildfire and imagination · · · · ·”

Since then, game terminology has begun to line up and Roland has become more agile.

What do you mean, "level up"? I thought it was a real-life game world?

Karl said as if he was annoyed.

“So what are you here for? To celebrate level up? ”

Jason replied as if to shoot.

“I tried to warn you. You said you cared about security. In the next few days or weeks, you will need to do more. ”

“Why?”

“The royal officials are arriving soon. To see if the summoning went well. You better keep those bastards out of sight. I don't want them to see this tail. ”

Jason frowns as he looks at the readers.

As users, I was working to gather information. However, most of the readings did not show their faces. It's just a backyard where you have to dig out the middle ages that are hard to read in the middle of depression.

Those agitated looks are very disturbing to Jason.

“Everyone's locked in their room and reading? Are you going to use books to gather information because you can't talk because of his security laws? ”

“If so?”

Jason is dead.

“Crazy people. The world is out the door, you morons. I'll be a parlour at home. Why come to other worlds. ”

Jason said in a loud voice as if to hear it all. Jason leaves the room before someone gets angry.

Again, the room was filled with profanity.

Karl opens his mouth to see if he's trying to calm things down.

“That son of a bitch's attitude. Don't ignore the warnings. The royal guards are coming? Let's be very careful going forward. ”

Roland asked.

“Am I just going to stay here if I have to be careful? ”

“Let's take a look at the situation and decide. What the hell is he doing cursing at people who are struggling so hard? ”

The car was also furious. Roland smiles bitterly and says:

“Maybe you have a different sense of situation. Speaking of which, did he naturally accept that this was a game? He seems to take this situation a little differently than we do · · · · ·"

“Oh, right. You're just enjoying yourself. You're a foreigner, aren't you? Japan likes this as much as Korea, right? ”

Time has passed since then. Throughout the morning, Roland spent time testing his new paladin vocational specialties. So it soon became afternoon.

The hallway was a mess. I couldn't help but notice that the nuns and monks were cleaning and dressing up.

It was a sign that guests had to be well seen.

All of the users felt that the royal officials that Jason had mentioned were coming and were locked in their rooms. Roland and I decided to read a book with the users.

I was working on reading for a long time.

The room opened without knocking again, and the little boy appeared.

“Sir?”

“What is it, Angie? ”

“Priest said to fetch the knight. ”

* * * * * *

You follow Angie into the conference room. One was Osron, the man in the red robe, and the other was a man in colorful leather.

Roland tried to identify the man in the leather suit.

‘Since the Middle Ages leather dyes will be expensive, if you wear leather soaked like that, you should not have guessed. There may be coloring orders or alchemy developed in this world, so chemical dyes may be circulating · · · · · ·'

The price of the clothing was like a dimple, after all. The man in leather jumped up and took the awkward noble etiquette and introduced himself.

“I'm very sorry to meet you, Mr. President. The little one is Brahms, the glorious Chancellor of His Majesty.

And praise be to Lord Roland.

“I am also a passionate follower of you. Since I was a child, I've heard your lessons and worshipped the knights · · · · · · ·”

Halfway through the praise, Roland ponders what he was called.

"Mr. President, is this an offering to the change bag?" ’

I don't know what the chancellor is anymore. Did he look after the crest on the knights' shield in such a match? I don't remember any other information.

Anyway, Roland awkwardly introduced himself.

“I am Roland, knight of His Holiness the Great War God. ”

After a short handshake, the chancellor expressed his appreciation, trembling.

“Today will be the glory of my entire family! ”

I couldn't tell if he was flattered or really like it, or if he was.

The three of them sat down.

A nun brought a teapot. After the nun followed the car, Roland bowed his head lightly and thanked her. And at that moment, I felt the minister's gaze towards this side.

"Is it weird for an errand boy to have you bow your head? Role-playing failed already? ’

The minister smiles slightly, anxiously. Lollan is even more heartbroken.

Again, it was not so easy to come out. Regretting it, I grabbed the car.

It was the minister who opened his mouth first.

“I'm sure you're aware of the situation. It's a bummer. Some say Ragnarok is here. The prophecy of the Apocalypse flows in the wind publicly. Not a rumor, but a herd of giants occupied the passageway, and the demons of hell lurked in the city. The mercenary commander has seized the pilgrims without permission and · · · · · ·”

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