Frenzy Troll

A blister erupted from the streets.

Every building, every floor, every window was wide open. And the girls who wave their hands and cheer without even trying to be polite by pushing themselves out the window. Some women threw petals.

Citizens who came out of the streets flowed like waves. beggars, students, workers, doctors, union presidents, nobles, etc. were all represented as welcome people. The Heroes have also traveled along the ancient chariot.

In the middle of a city-wide street march, Lollan thought:

‘Looks like you got a cannon.' ’

Do you have any field grapes? If so, what's the level of development?

While I was bored with the welcome party, I tried to look around somehow. It looked like a medieval street at first glance, but I wasn't sure. It's a medieval street. It's modern.

After all, I didn't see any fantastic elements of being a giant because I'm a fairy in the street. It was not like the city of unhygienic strangers who never laid a drop of water on the body, with all kinds of feces covered like landmarks, which the Enlightenment had described as malicious.

It seemed like a decent city even to Lolland.

‘But I don't know what to leave so soon.' ’

I didn't have the strength to think. An ancient chariot that burned men, including Roland, rattled his brain.

Osron was speaking next to the tram.

“All will know! You were right, all pessimistic prophets. The end is coming! Loki, the evil giant hybrid, is free! ”

A loud voice like a loudspeaker. It was the power of the spell.

“Ragnarök will begin! In Loki's castle, in the ice-covered mountains, in a blazing world! And in the water of the world! The Children of Imir Are Coming · · · · · · · ·”

I saw the palace surrounded by a wall. Roland wanted to get there as soon as possible and be done playing the clown.

“· · · · · · And so the great Valdur granted the trust. Get in the water! If I climb up and show myself to you, Valhalla will be waiting · · · · ·"

In response to the word world spawn, everyone also glanced right at Roland.

You see a pillar that rises to the sky beyond the mountains.

The pillar, the cloud around the top of the world's water, emits a golden light. It seems to have the sun in it. Despite the sun floating on the other side.

‘That golden light in the clouds was probably the fruit · · · · · · of the world's water · · · golden apple? NPC is rumored to be a rumor, but no credibility. ’

With her golden gaze fixed, Roland swallowed his breath.

‘Fantasy Factor, there you are. Far away

Pine trees are more common in fantasy than oak trees in the world. The prevalent plant was also present in game Mediah, but only in the background.

How much I expected it to be a special dungeon with a large update.

At that time, it was interesting just to see what was foretold. Just looking at the enemies who appeared.

Legions of giant wolves, old dragons, giant troops roaming the underwater waters of the world, spirits of warriors bound to the underwater waters of the world, and a few doormen · · · · · · · ·.

It was all going to be a fierce and tense adventure. How many times do I have to go on such an adventure after I die?

Of course, I don't want to do such an adventure in my body.

So I don't want to get too close to it. But the thoughts of the chiefs who summoned him here will not be so. The reason I summoned those heroes in the first place was because it was that giant tree.

“And so, on the day of your honorable death upon the waters of the world, the gods will guide you into your world! Behold! Here are those whose immortal souls were blown to heaven early! Behold the heroes of Valhalla! ”

Heroes were particularly loud in the area. The horses leading the chariot cried out in surprise.

“Behold!”

And then there was a louder sound.

“Immortals set foot on the ground again! ”

He shouts, and Osron looks at Lollan.

‘Now.'

Roland gets up from the chariot and grabs his knife. He tried to calm his palpitations, shouting towards everyone looking at him.

“Heir to Hector, Roland is here-! ”

Lollan's shout did not fade from the Cardinal's voice. There were a number of people holding my heart because it sounded very loud.

“Roland! ”

“Roland, Roland! Roland!"

Soon, Lollan thought, buried in the thunderclap.

I'm glad you didn't stutter.

* * * * * * *

The king I met in the palace was a man who looked not great. Fat, ugly, and funny growing a beard.

But he's a powerful man. When Lollan and the other two bow their heads and pay their respects, the king swiftly steps off the throne. And I said,

“Welcome to the future, ancestors. Os, King of Mediah, meets the Heroes. ”

Then he grabs her by the hand and raises her to a seat next to him. As a Roland, I didn't know what the etiquette was, but I assumed it was quite entertaining.

‘Well, that's a relief. It's better than being treated like a paid fighter. ’

“My dear Emperor, Knight and Warrior of the Warlord Roland. It is an honor to be summoned and betrayed. ”

I didn't need to write the hymnals, so I was told in advance. King Os, without any unpleasantness, placed his hand on Roland's hand.

“No, this way. ”

Then, instead of admiring it from the beginning, I started flattering myself again.

As Roland, I was just shaking. You can't tell the difference between status over there and here just by praising it that way.

Once we discussed it with Karl and other users, we made a pact not to treat anyone upstairs. They thought they were God's warriors and should not be bowed down to the earthlings.

Now that I think about it, I doubt it was a good discussion. That's the employer who borrowed the fighters for the gold. This is the money they need for their lives, and they should provide them with all the housing they need.

The gods are on the back of this side, but it doesn't even give us a sense of superiority. If the Warriors of God do something wrong, can they blame God as a client?

And wouldn't the frustrated gods want to get in the way of this?

Even if it is an ominous imagination, we cannot ignore it. Beyond fantasy in the first place, what is God's right prediction?

Sitting anxiously beside the throne, the king says something. It seems that Roland has already missed half of it.

“· · · · · Some idiot told me to raise an army if I had gold to trade with the gods, or at all repay the loan to the mercenary. I heard there's no reason to spend a pile of gold doing what no one else would do. Bullshit! It's not that no one else has done it, but I've had a chance to try it, so why not? ”

It was the nobles who were about to receive the horse.

“It was the nonsense of the ignorant. You didn't have to care. ”

“They were as stubborn as they were ignorant! I was wrong, and I was too sure that you were right. Then there's nothing we can do. I have no choice but to show you which is right! ”

King Os looks at Lollan and grips his hand tightly.

“I've put my fortune on faith and legend. ”

"What the hell is this? ’

Roland said the opposite of what he had in mind.

“Leave it to me.”

Soon after, the banquet was held. As the host of the banquet, the heroes must have suffered from this nobleman.

Roland whispers to the two who came together.

“Let's keep the three of us together. ”

Mozzie nods softly, but Jason snaps.

“You're worried you won't be able to stand up to the nobles because you don't have the manhood, right? All right, let's keep it safe between us. ”

Moshe frowns, but his lips are closed tightly. Roland shoots you instead of Moji.

“I'm afraid to leave you alone. ”

As quickly as I could, the hind horse swallowed my insides. Soon Jason laughed in relief.

“Is that so?"

I gave it to him nicely for his personality. Do I look like I give a shit about Roland's mole?

But it wasn't. As Roland, I couldn't let them both go.

In Mozi's case, Jason was right. I thought if I left him alone, he'd show me a less heroic face. On the contrary, Jason seems to be overly rude to the nobles.

‘It may be a heroic gesture, but it shouldn't be here now. Let's move on. Let's move on okay. ’

As I thought, a nobleman approached me and presented an example.

“It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Excellency! The little one comes from the old knight Alonso. It's a trivial name, and you won't have to remember it.I introduced it out of courtesy, because it will be the glory of the generations of those who just listen to it! ”

“I am Roland, the Knight of the Emperor and Warrior of the Warlord. Nice to meet you, Alonso. ”

With Alonso bent at the waist, Roland reaches out first. Alonso grabs the flounder hand, and Roland waves slowly.

Since then, Alonso has tried small talk with a hedgehog smile. He tried to accept all the topics.

“How's the feel of the ground you've stepped on in a long time? ”

“Honestly, I was so used to it that I couldn't be more touched. ”

“Oh, the heavens have a place to stand. I don't know about Valhalla, but isn't this kingdom just as beautiful? ”

“That's true. ”

After exchanging a few words, Roland feels sweaty on his back. I wasn't really anxious about the unanswerable questions, namely, old names or celestial affairs.

I wondered why I didn't ask in the first place. To make sure that you are really heroes, you can even test them with questions that only heroes would know.

I have collected food for such questions, but I do not think it will be a full measure.

Fortunately, the conversation was over without any probing questions.

“I truly salute you for hanging out with this humble creature! I will have to give this glory to others, so I will swallow my regret and leave. ”

“Pleasure, Lord Alonso. ”

Alonso retreats and another nobleman approaches. Roland grins, trying to look solemn.

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