Frenzy Troll

Blood returns to the priests' faces. A priest breathes a sigh of relief.

The priests asked each other.

“Let's get this party started, shall we? ”

“Sure."

A priest gestures outside the door.

Suddenly, both doors open, and there is a quiet sound of music. The people who were eating were surprised to look at it, and Mu-hee and the clowns entered.

The heroes stopped eating and looked at the women at the banquet. Roland is also frightened and looks at a clown.

A little dwarf with a pale complexion. It was weird.

What is that? ’

Later, the clowns performed loud fun and tricks, and they danced mysteriously. And there was a sound of cheerful music, a little drum and a jingle.

It was a scene that did not match the godly atmosphere of the temple. If only I had brought the Yens, I would have tried hard to treat the heroes in the temple.

However, the miserable atmosphere did not change at all.

Rather, it seemed to get worse. Everyone was so bored they didn't know what to do.

It was worth it. Stupid clowns looked strange rather than ridiculed, and they were beautiful, but the beauty was so classic that it only felt distant for modern people to see.

And the meat of unfamiliar beasts, so ancient that honey wine itself, did nothing to ease their minds.

Eventually, the pig vent barely disappeared, and the banquet was over without an empty bottle.

* * * * * * *

The priests seemed to feel an unpleasant sensation. Clowns and Mu-hee also left quickly. Maybe he was trying to do something more and then changed his schedule.

The man in the red robe appears silent again.

“Looks like you've had some fatigue recently returned to earth. A room is available for all heroes. Rest easy first. ”

Then he led the priests away. Leaving only ‘heroes’ in this huge cavity.

There were monks left to serve. However, the monks were far away because they felt that the heroes were clumsy. Thanks to this, heroes were able to talk to each other.

Karl said.

“Let's get this over with. I was called to another world as a game character during the game, I think I can understand this · · · · ·"

Immediately, a rebuttal came out of someone.

“That's ridiculous. ”

“Why?”

“You don't have to prove it. That doesn't happen in this world. ”

Yes, fantasy is fantasy because it doesn't happen in reality. Isn't that a fact you don't even have to prove?

Karl said.

“But I think something like that has already happened. You might argue that this is some kind of elaborate play or molka, but it doesn't seem like it. Take a look."

Karl points to the glass in front of him. At that moment, some of the watchers were terrified and moaning.

The cup was lifted from the air.

“Magic?”

Someone mutters, and Karl rebukes.

“Magic. My paladin, Karl, is a level one psychic. There are no threads connected. I was also surprised at the banquet unconsciously. You can check whether it's fraudulent or not.

At that moment, the blonde man shouted.

“Fuck, are you in on this? ”

“Yes?”

“Where's the magic trick, you idiot? How did you say you thought you had to eat? Isn't this guy a cheater? ”

“You wouldn't believe me if I didn't do magic. Why don't you do it yourself?" Hey, you said your name was Jason in Mediah, right? You said summoner, I guess. Then you can use magic. Why don't you test it? ”

“What are you trying to test? This one.

“Magic. You can read it in a murmur by looking at the text in your mind. Let's do it.”

Like he said, I closed my eyes to see if some people would meditate. Hyunsung also closed his eyes and wanted to see the inner text or something.

At first, I thought it was impossible or at least difficult. But it was not.

When I closed my eyes, I could see twenty-four characters.

Runic.

I could read it for some reason. I combined them and wrote sentences in the brain. And I read.

The water freezes.

As I recited it, I looked at the cup in my hand, and the castle froze.

My spine froze, not water.

I hurriedly looked at the others, and they also seemed to have performed a miraculous sign. Their pupils were dilated and their mouths were open. I hear screams and groaning everywhere.

“What's going on? ”

The monks rush in, and Karl shakes his hand and then goes back a long way.

But there was still a series of aftermath of the commotion. Everyone was frightened because they didn't know how to deal with this madness.

So was Jason, who accused Karl of cheating. Jason was staring at the dagger in my hand, clearly not before, with his eyes wide open.

Carl blinks and asks.

“Summon Dagger? ”

“I don't know, chew. ”

Jason merely utters blasphemous words. Should I be surprised, or should I be upset that this is also a scam?

And the confusion was the same with reality. Should I be happy to be able to use magic, or...?

Carl looks at you, clapping, amidst a mute gaze.

“Let's talk about this situation. We'll have doubts later about seeing group hallucinations through unknown drugs. Let's talk about the situation on the premise. ”

The phenomenon asked Karl.

“That we were summoned by a ritual summoning an ancient hero? ”

“Yes, that. ”

Since I opened my mouth, I gave up my courage.

“Why do they respect you? I'm Hyunsung, man. ”

“Hyunsung? You came too · · · · ·"

After spitting it out, Karl looks around to see if he realized anything. And after confirming that the monk is still far away, he says:

“Perfect timing. Let's all promise not to use real names anymore. ”

“Why?”

“Stay away from each other, Minsu, or they'll notice. Those of you who thought you were an ancient hero were just ordinary Humans. What happens then? No one knows whether to kill or save. Are any of these non-Korean? ”

Five raised their hands. Karl told them.

“Your name would be Ron or Harry, if you thought it would fit in here. Earlier, it seemed like they had a pretty good idea of our identities, right? I don't think there should be a difference. ”

“Uh, yes · · · · · · · ·. ”

“Do you all agree to hide your real names and use Mediah names? ”

Hyunsung, so Roland nodded and so did the rest. And someone asked.

“Can't you just sleep with the name of the game and ask us to send it back? Why did you call the station in the game? ”

“There was.”

“Why don't we just ask him to do that? I don't know if they called us here because they needed slavery, but they did call us heroes, and if they knew we were heroes, wouldn't we have the authority now? Then you won't ignore our demands, will you? ”

Roland was drawn to the opinion.

Roland once in a while had a fantasy of going to another world and being a hero. However, after being summoned to another world, I only want to go back.

I was so scared of those clowns. When they first came in, I thought they were here to kill themselves. I realized the cultural differences at that moment, and I was sure that I wouldn't be able to live comfortably here.

However, I suddenly came across an anxious possibility. I threw it out of my mouth.

“Is it going to be okay?"

“What do you mean? ”

“I heard they called us from Valhalla. Valhalla is an afterlife of warriors who died fighting in Nordic mythology. That's why old Vikings wanted to fight and die, and if they asked their kids to cut my head off with an axe and asked them to take it back, isn't that just what they'd do? ”

With everyone's attention, Roland spoke.

“Okay, I'll send you back to Valhalla. Then which one should I cut your throat with? The axe? Him or the axe spear? ”

“Shouldn't we just ask for · · · · · · back to the original place? ”

“The question is, do they know where the original location is? We may be able to do that, but we need to be careful. ”

“What if I don't want to die? ”

“Yes.”

“Fuck.”

In this miserable atmosphere, the meeting continued, but there was no success. What kind of trick can you pull in a situation that lacks information in the first place?

There was at least a consensus.

Whatever the High Septon says, don't answer it.

“You don't know what kind of information you're going to leak if you have a nice conversation with them. We don't know how to use it. ”

It was Karl's argument, and there was rebuttal.

Jason shoots the dagger bluntly, touching it.

“So why don't we just shut up? What are you talking about? Would it make a difference if you kept your mouth shut? ”

“At least until we know the situation. ”

“You have to figure out what's going on to figure it out. I don't think I'll be able to keep my mouth shut. What the hell are you talking about over there, just shut up? ”

“This man is pleading not guilty to harassment and penpal, ignoring national security laws. ”

Karl argues, but it doesn't work. Jason asked.

“What the hell is the National Security Act? ”

He didn't notice through the words too well, but he wasn't Korean. Karl said with a crooked face.

“You shouldn't go into contact with the enemy. Even private conversations don't give useful information to the enemy. If we make fun of them in the first place, there will be more leakage than there will ever be. ”

“You want to control it, don't you? What are you?”

If it was a foreign user, the authority of the Mediterranean operator would not work. Roland decides to intervene, feeling compelled.

“Are you going to fight already? Don't be like that · · · · · · · · · How about a majority? ”

Eventually, I decided to do so. Much cleared.

There were 37 people gathered here. As a result of expressing his opposition to the rest, except for a few who were still unconscious, Karl's claim was victorious as twenty-four to seven.

To some extent, it was a natural outcome. If it's mostly Korean, the Mediterranean operator will vote for it.

As a result, the security laws were passed while Jason sought arrogance. And it's decided, beyond being thorough, to keep my mouth shut for a while.

* * * * * * *

< Summon Battle (Note: 21484; Note: 21914) [3] > End

⁄ Blacksmith