Frenzy Troll

All around Bifrost were huts and caverns. A tent village that is usually associated with camping is almost like a luxury residential neighborhood.

“Was it always like this? ”

Lollang asks, understanding that this is what it was like in the game, Mozzie answers.

“I didn't do this. ”

“Hmm."

Everyone was obsessed with this environment that was less than a refugee camp.

However, Osron, who was leading the herd, kept on riding.

I carefully approached the gate to avoid falling into the dungeon. The mercenary standing in front of the gate said.

“Stop, Commander. Please wait until permission to speak. ”

Osron stops the horse with a crooked face.

The gate opens in a moment. And as I set my foot inside the gate, the word echoed again.

“Everyone stop. ”

Inside the gates, a heavily armed squad of mercenaries awaits in both directions. And one of them said,

“I am Vikappa. As Earl of Bifrost, we welcome visitors. Are you a representative of this group? ”

Osron shoots.

“Don't you recognize your former boss, the banker? ”

“Are you?”

“What are you trying to do? You don't want to talk about your robbery? ”

“Are you?”

It seemed to be repeating until the answer came back. Osron finally said that he didn't want to waste his time.

“Osron Mediah. ”

“That's the name of the visitation notice. Bifrost welcomes you, Your Eminence. And your warriors, of course. I have a message for those warriors. ”

Vikappa stares at the expedition, anxious to get him inside the castle. And it was a horse.

“No one can enter the city. ”

The expedition begins to rumble. What's that supposed to mean?

Vikappa continued:

“Of course, so is the number of the world. We can't all go up in the world. Bifrost is a city of warriors. The warriors are the ones the gods want. ”

“What's that?"

Bikappa said as the roar grew louder and louder.

“Do you want to come into the city? Do you want to be in the world? You want to go to Valhalla? Then prove yourself a warrior. ”

And the mercenary standing next to Vikappa comes forward and says,

“Let me explain how I can prove I'm a warrior. It's simple. You can compete with me and win. Of course, I don't have to deal with all of you alone. When I'm tired, there are other mercenaries waiting for me here. Catch any mercenaries here and win. Then they'll admit you're a warrior and let you in. ”

The mercenaries were just beggars, and the weapon was a bandaged end rod.

I wasn't the one who couldn't win at all. However, it didn't look like I could win.

After considering the nature of the expedition she has been traveling with, Roland concludes.

‘At least half of this army will be filtered. We can't just put an armed group in a city, so it would be natural, but · · · · · · · the filtered parties don't think so · · · · · · · · ·’

Of course, the curse and the word of origin were pouring out. The expedition even empowered each of its weapons to try to break through the gates.

Then Vikappa raises one hand. Then a vast army of mercenaries appeared on the wall and lifted the bolt. The expedition was dismayed.

Lord Carl comes forward and asks.

“This is crazy. If they can't win, you want me to camp out there?“ ”

Vikappa glances at you and opens her mouth.

“Are you?”

“It's a Mediahn birch oyster knife. ”

“Birthday, of course. Permission to enter. I also acknowledge the right to bring fifty attendants into the city. Those around you look like knights, don't they? If you're a knight, you can bring ten attendants into the city. Would you like to go in now?”

It was proper noble treatment. Lord Carl glances around and replies.

“If you'll excuse me.”

“Granted, Bifrost welcomes you and the warriors you lead. ”

The mercenaries step aside, and Lord Carl and his group pass through the gates. Then the other nobles entered the city one by one through the gates.

Watching that, Roland whispers to Moshi and Jason.

“We can make it, right? Since all three were taught at Mediah Palace, you can get noble respect. ”

“Of course.”

“But can I do that? ”

Moji asked.

“What are you talking about? ”

“It would be bad luck for the nobles to be the only ones left behind. I wonder what Roland would have looked like. ”

It was Jason who got the message.

“Do you have a reason to be good to these caterpillars? ”

“There's no reason to hate. ”

Jason frowned.

“Come on, you bastard. W-what do you mean, poop? ”

Mozzie frowns.

“I don't think there's any harm in managing the image. We're both just gonna go in. You wanna stay and fight? ”

We didn't have long to debate. The mercenaries have pointed it this way.

“Fellas, you'd better hurry if you're going through. A guide is waiting for the nobles of Mediah in the castle · · · · · ·"

And Vikappa spoke to me.

“Are you?”

“Mozi. Count of Mediah. ”

“You're an Earl?”

Vikappa gestures. The minister next to the mercenary looks this way to check the family crest of the fur.

But it was a sentence I did not know, but it was natural. It was an instant sentence made just moments ago.

Vikappa asked.

“Don't you recognize it? ”

“Yes, for now · · · · · ·"

Vikappa looks this way and asks.

“How many did you bring with you? ”

Mosi replied with a little less effort.

“Let's be on our own.”

Vikappa's eyebrows go up. Of course it was. Isn't there an attendant with an unrecognizable sentence? Are you a noble instead of an Earl?

But I nodded my head to see if it didn't matter.

“Pass. Bifrost welcomes you. And who's next to him? ”

“Earl Jason in Mediah. ”

The chancellor declared the sentence unfamiliar again, and Bikappa slapped his tongue. The one I never heard of who killed the Earl.

Again, Vikappa said without saying anything.

“Tong, welcome to Bifrost. And finally, the Red Knight? ”

Roland tries to talk. It's Lauren, the Marquis of Mediah.

But before that, Osron cried out:

“Kneel, usurper! The true monarch of this land. Bifrost Change Bag, Lord Roland! ”

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