Frenzy Troll

As a result, the duel began with a number of spectators attending.

Lollang sweeps his mouth, taking a familiar sword.

"Dear Odin, my soul. ’

The rune of blessing rises and disappears.

Roland examines the giant's company with sharpened senses. If you charge like a giant, it will be scary in its own way, but the opposing giant does not.

The Knight Giant looks closely at the crowded attendees behind the opposing team. He would not expect to lose to his own comrades and watch so much.

Then he must be a warrior who is expected to be a battle with the Giants. And it's not a confusing possibility.

Long ago, Emperor Carr and his paladins sought to attack Jotunheim by expediting the world's waters. The expedition was frustrated in front of Jotunheim. I couldn't stand the long consumption of the Giant Surt of the Apocalypse.

But in the process, world numbers were almost conquered in front of the human army. The monsters and giants of the world's water confirmed the strength of these little monkeys by that day.

And over the years, they have once again invaded the waters of the world.

The first move was the Knight Giant.

“Utgar-T!”

A giant Mace with a Giant has attacked you.

A huge trajectory quickly fills the air. The sound of air cracking.

Roland knew. Never stop that attack from coming forward. Even though the forces are similar, the weight difference is clear, so this side is shocked unilaterally.

We can't keep our distance. The longer the distance, the better.

Thus, Roland stretched his feet diagonally. Thus, he digs deep into the attack and cuts the wrist of the giant that was swinging at the same time.

Hehe.

The blade that struck the giant's wrist guard zigs and rings. Giant attacks halt and his body stops steadily, but Roland grips his teeth.

It is also not cut.

Roland strides forward, pretending to aim for the giant's neck. The car that the Giant was trying to stop, Lollan cut off his wrist again and then left.

Twice in a row.

The Giant's Wrist Guard falters. But it was not good. The giant is nervous and turns his grip on the mace. Then you grind the iron mace in your other hand.

The air cracked hard again.

But Roland could not escape.

If you dodge awkwardly, the Giant will be hit just by changing its trajectory a little. The trajectory drawn by Giant's huge arms is so large.

In the end, Roland slaps his wrist hard again against his attack. However, the strength of the giant's determination and swing did not diminish.

There is no choice but to rush to his chest, avoiding the attack.

You raise your sword to the giant's slightly exposed armpit.

You're clear. Blood flows from the blade. However, it was not a major hit that changed. It's because the height difference was clear and only the tip of the blade was barely touched.

However, the giant flinches and takes a step back.

Giant's eyes, revealed between the helmets, stare at Roland.

Giant attacks to the left. Roland brushes his sword against the handle of the iron mace and spills the attack.

However, after the blockage, the Giant continues to attack, so Roland continues to run.

Towards the side of the Giant.

A giant swirls over you. Roland slashes his wrist and ducks. At the end of the run, Roland reaches out behind the giant.

Behind the giant's knee, the poppy poppy caught my eye. Targeting the area, Roland wields his sword with all his might. Hard, very hard.

A Giant with a loose leg could sit down for days.

The giant kneels down on one knee. Thanks to this, quantum height decreases. It was an opportunity.

Lollang raises himself strong again from behind the giant.

Armpits, towards that traditional weakness.

“Agh · · · · · · · ·"

This strike worked quite well. Giant's shoulders are visibly contracted.

But Roland's liver became even more drowsy.

With a series of strikes, the blade is nearly exhausted. Some of the blade has even a small amount of gold.

The giant jumps up and twists toward Lollan. And he roared, face to face.

“Goddamn big Dwarf-! ”

Roland also shouted.

“Shut-shuh-la-!”

The battle cry instinctively stops him from shrinking. However, it was the giant who shrinked to become.

Lollang never misses a moment when the giant stops.

Roland runs again and digs into the giant's chest.

A giant tries to bandage, bandage and remove the iron mace, blocking Roland's charge. And Lollan sees the trail. So I realized that it couldn't fit into my body.

Roland ignores that move at all. You take a second, hard step, and slam it next to the giant. Another car aiming for popliteal again, the giant swings his mace in all directions, defending all directions like a whirl.

Then Roland steps back. And the moment the giant stops spinning breathes, he charges again and smashes his filth.

There was a spark.

The giant relaxes his legs again. Lollang cuts the poppy with his blade and chops it again before the giant completely settles down.

Eventually, the giant kneels down, and the joint joints plunge and fall off of his sponge.

At the same time, the top of Roland's blade was broken.

This attack shortens Roland's blade. Watching the iron rush down from the blade, Roland swallows his saliva.

‘More damage actually.'

It would have been a great day. It was given to me by King Os as a gift. However, it was also not healthy enough to hit the steel with the power to process it.

Roland turns his gaze away from the sword and asks in a flatter tone.

“Do you surrender?”

The giant is unable to get back up on one knee. Roland desperately wanted him to surrender.

But the giant didn't.

“No!”

The giant fights with one knee bent. The giant legs a hand that doesn't lift an iron mace instead.

Together with a healthy leg and an empty hand, the giant turns from his seat.

“Die-you-!"

Then you cut down the mace on Lollan.

It was an enormous speed. I could hear the cracking of the air coming in late.

The length was long, and the iron mace almost slammed into his head as soon as Roland reacted.

At this moment, Roland almost instinctively reacted.

The blade is drawn to create an angle of sliding on the sack of the mace. And I rushed straight ahead.

The iron mace sack and the machete were frictioned and scattered with dried iron powder. As you turn the red powder upside down, Roland raises the giant's armpit again.

Then the giant screams. But Roland was not pleased.

‘Damn it.’

Now the blade is completely gone and full of cobweb-like gold. He also froze his wrists and froze his arms after stopping the heavy blow.

The height of the Giant's squat was slightly higher than that of Roland. The two gazes now met.

After seeing the Giant's face, Lollang froze. There was a struggle in the giant's eyes that was revealed between the helmets.

Roland had a hunch.

‘We can't draw any more. ’

He will never surrender.

As a testament to that, the giant picks up a stone and throws it toward Roland with his bare hands. It was a very cowardly thing to do in a knight-fight, but Roland could not feel the nastiness of the words.

The only thing holding the stones flying towards your face was your persistence and your struggle to keep fighting.

Roland swings his knife like a baseball bat.

The flying stone immediately returned to the giant's mouth. Giant's teeth are broken and blood is spilled, but he's not dead.

Even so, Carl's life would have been shorter this time. Roland doesn't even want to check that out. If so, it is now biblical.

Roland takes a slight step back and charges out.

I want to make a quick decision.

The giant swings and swings his iron mace at Lollan, coming straight at him.

First, a diagonal attack. Roland bounces off that wrist.

However, the attack was not defeated. As soon as the mace bounces off, it attacks again.

‘Damn it.'

Lollant raises his axillary arm, which was revealed by a giant with a mace. Please let this strike stimulate his shoulder nerves enough.

If the Giant managed to swing it as it is, it would be the end.

The gamble succeeds. The giant howls and trembles before the stricken mace touches Roland's shoulder.

The attack has stopped in transit.

The giant is in agony, raising his other arm. I wrapped my messed up armpits with my hands on that arm. Now it's impossible for Roland to keep attacking.

But his other arm was exposed. Roland sticks his knife, which is already sharp, into the ground and bends the lever as if it were bent.

His muscle bundles were torn apart and passed on vividly through the blade.

A giant screams like thunder.

Now the Giant is paralyzed by an arm that held his upper half instead of one leg. In the midst of the Giant's body swinging, Roland pulls out the object that was already close to the junk for a knife.

Roland grabs the blade and slaps the giant in the face again and again. He even hit his eye several times.

I couldn't stab him in the eye because the knife had already become only a sack of iron. It was only the aftermath of a pure blow that caused the giant's eyes to burst, not the result of the fly.

A giant tries to cover his face with an arm that doesn't lift a mace. However, my arms were stretched out rather than lifting. The shoulder muscles are crushed, but they are too crushed.

Even the arm with the mace was not in good condition. You were hit the most in the first place. I twisted my wrist as well as my shoulder.

Lollang watches the giant flutter with a bold face and prays to himself.

‘Surrender, surrender · · · · · · · ·'

I tried to stop him once before, but I had to stop him from going ahead anyway. It was an intense blow, and the impact was enormous.

The effects of the Berserker's ability to regenerate have now been restored. But I'm sure if I go home, I'll be sick all night again. Because all the nutrients in your body would have been used up to regenerate.

I want to go back and owe you a bed. So please surrender. Surrender.

Roland wraps his mind around it and takes it out.

“You fought well. Surrender now. Struggle is a beautiful thing, but it is no longer just an act, but an ugliness. The knight himself, Giant. I advise you not only how to win a battle, but also how to lose. You fought beautifully. Beat it beautifully. as a knight.”

The Giant's long line of dialogue imprints in a single word.

“Dog-sounding-!"

Then the giant shouts.

“I'm not a knight! Pre-sa-da!"

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