Frenzy Troll

Of course, other users were not playing.

Carl opens a book. He pointed to the map drawn there and said,

“I've located Lollan's territory. Bifrost. Bifrost. The graves are there, too. ”

Lancelot, the Berserker, looks through the book.

“Bifrost? Isn't this a place where the world can be? ”

“Yes. Now that I have to write it down on the sheet, you can find out more about Bifrost. ”

“Okay · · · · · · · Where to find local information · · · · · ·"

While Lancelot flips through the book, Karl writes it down on paper.

Roland's Territory: Bifrost.

Written in Korean, so that it cannot be read to those who should not be seen.

Once Lancelot finds out about Bifrost, he makes a note of it, too.

On the top line of the paper, other information was written down. Roland's birthday, what happened to the genealogy, which battles he fought and how he won or lost the battle, etc.

In a TRPG way, she was a Citral Roland character.

It was written by dozens in addition to the car. Every book, every feed.

It wasn't just Roland's character sheet that was ready. Mossy and Jason's character sheets were also written in fairly detailed detail.

It was Roland who asked him to complete the character sheet.

"Does it make sense that you didn't know what you were doing? Sooner or later, everyone will have to find their own trail or even forge one to fill their own settings. The three of us can't afford to leave right now, so we need everyone's help. ’

It was a big request like this, but in Roland's case, the sheets were so abundant that they were hard to fill. It's hard to tell which side is right if each book has conflicting information.

In the case of wool, the sheets were easy to fill because there was less feed. We just need to move it roughly and then hit the rest with our imagination.

Jason, on the other hand, had no food at all. Since Jason's name had become so common in the first place, it was impossible to figure out what kind of hero he was. Eventually, the fabricated settings amongst the users made up Jason's character sheet.

It was Karl who squeezed most of Jason's settings.

I had no choice. There was no other talent that could be awkwardly squeezed into the background of the Ancients, their crimes, etc.

I hated it horribly, but carefully, Karl wrote down Jason's sheets. After work, I scoured through the character sheets to check them.

The most carefully read, of course, was Roland's sheet.

Roland LV 16

Berserker LV 15, paladin LV 1

Strength 7

Agility 8

Mind 4

Wisdom 4

Health 4

Holy 8

* Special: Longsword Skilled LV 4, Shield Skilled LV 3, Armor Skilled LV 3, Counter Skilled LV 3, Battleship LV 3

* Spell: Elemental Rune, Blessing, Recovery, Resurrection, Purification

* Blessed: Renewer, incarnate of wind, resurrector (presumed, paladin bless)

Under the capability information, there was a line of accomplishments, titles, birthplaces, and combat history. Karl carefully examined it.

"It's not because you're my friend, but this sheet is the most important. I think one of the most famous and popular heroes is Roland.

I really put the most effort into this character sheet. There was no contradiction, but it was a document that was supplemented in real time, such as writing down or writing down new lines if new facts were found in the feed after various users examined it.

I also looked at other character sheets.

‘Moji, Support Wizard. Of course it will help. Jason, this lunatic's gonna be useful in some way. Both have personality problems, but what am I supposed to care about? ’

Karl was self-involved.

‘These three are the bravest and most altruistic of us. So all that's left is to focus on the body. Will you be able to do well, including me? Between our selfish, frightened scum? ’

Nor will Lolance be around anymore. That alone made Karl feel unsettled.

It won't work the way it has in the past few days.

You will have to abolish security laws first.

He also knew that forbidding him to talk would only exacerbate his relationship with the Temple. I thought it didn't matter. I thought we'd all run away together someday. If they were to flee, they would not need to improve their relationship.

But it did not. Then Karl had to change the route. Just like Roland did, he had to talk to them in person and figure out the situation.

It was a terrible thing to think about at first.

Despair and burden have come upon me. Karl groans with his head on the table.

Why the hell did I fall here? ’

* * * * * *

“Why did Emperor Carr come here? ”

The priests around him simply bow their heads in contempt.

Osron spoke with a gloomy voice.

“The chancellor almost had me interrogated." I told you to summon the Ancient Warriors, why did you bring him here? "Are you asking me to fight the Yellow Brick with a sword? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. I really don't need that! ’Speaking · · · · · · · ·"

“How dare he? ”

“Yes, how dare you. He treated me as a criminal when I was Cardinal. But you know what really pisses me off? ”

“What else could he be?"

“Despite that distinct distinction, I should have listened like a sinner. Because it was so wrong. He didn't even set up a sentry, so he didn't say anything about six people dying in one night. It's so ridiculous that he even tried to warn me. But I can't seem to give up the appearance of the great emperor. ”

Osron sighs.

A priest opened his mouth with courage.

“You're not going to apologize, are you? It was unintentional. Obviously, all we asked of Fray was Sir Roland and the other 35. ”

“Then is the Emperor Carr included in the rest of the world? The Lord of the Golden Age! Guardian of light, embroidered more than saints in the church tapestry! Savior of the Continent! But since you're just one of the few worthy warriors in Valhalla, I take it Roland gave it to you? ”

The priest supposedly swallowed it. Osron continued:

“This is crazy, I think. It's not a political or diplomatic hazard. A blasphemy to provoke the heathens. A walking golden apple. There are monsters everywhere that would mobilize an army or anything if they could fuck! ”

“What to do · · · · · · · ·"

“Let's bury it first. ”

“What did he say? ”

“Don't let them go out there. It's a big golden apple you can eat. You have to hide it for now. Do you understand · · · · · · · · not to bring bandits from everywhere? ”

“Yes.”

“Focus on finding a way to get it back right now. ”

“You know · · · · · · · ·"

“I know it's impossible. How many times have you told me that? But don't just stand there. Try something. Aren't you the best summoning priests? I don't usually do anything, so I have to do something like this. ”

“But I don't feel the way at all."

“May I ask, did Frey make a mistake? ”

The priests' expressions hardened after Osron's remarks. A priest struggled.

“But communicating with the heavenly host is more dangerous than difficult. · · · · · · · Your brain burns · · · · The gods are annoyed and you can curse at all · · · · · ·”

At that moment, the priest gripped Osron's face. I could read what he looked like.

"Do you know what I want? ’

Indeed, what came out of Osron's mouth was a more harmonious form of words.

“It's your mistake. You have to clean up your own mess. ”

Osron shoots at the priest as he shuts up.

“Do you understand?”

“I understand, Your Grace. ”

“It turns out I don't like the look on your face. I hope it starts tomorrow. Because I'm gone. If you want to go on an expedition, you'll want to die on an expedition. ”

“Unjustified · · · · · · ·"

“I'm afraid I can't scream. You know who's with me. I'm Roland. The Knight of the Vault will protect me. I will come back alive. And if it turns out that you didn't do what I told you to do, I'll make you pay for the condensation. ”

And the next day, during the expedition, the priests prayed with one mind.

May the great Lord Roland hate him.

And let him die.

* * * * * *

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