Frenzy Troll

In front of all those people, Mozi just stops anxiously.

People who recite their prayers with a little hammer-shaped necklace. It was like a cult religion. Their pilgrims even circle the group.

The conversation with the Devil just left Mozi deeply confused and unable to figure out what to do. Do we have to run now?

Fortunately, Mozi didn't have to think of any wise tactics as a wizard. Jason steps forward.

“What, you guys? ”

A pilgrim raises his head.

“The dragon has fallen. We can't see the body right now, but we definitely did. Did you really do this? With the Valkyries?”

I liked that question a lot. He replied with a very satisfactory smile.

“Yes, we defeated the dragon! Will you erect a memorial stone now? ”

“Valkyrie · · · · · · · · ·”

“One of my comrades! ”

The moment Jason declared that, the prayer of the pilgrims gathered grew larger.

Some of the pilgrims asked.

“Who the hell are you people? ”

While the prayer door was ringing, Jason caught Yonker as well, although he couldn't hear the question very well.

The question of A, who asks the people who have accomplished something great. Jason could never let go of this situation that he had experienced so much in novels.

Now's the time to show off. So I decided to do that.

Jason shouts from the belly.

“Know that we are the Comrades of Earl Jason of Mediah! ”

Mozi was not angry that she had left her name out. Rather, I was fortunate to face them alone.

But I shouldn't have thanked Jason.

Mossi remembered that their goal was not to slay dragons.

‘I was going to help Roland. · · · · · · · · The dragon was suddenly slapped. ’

I was already mentally exhausted by fear and tension. But it wasn't exhausting enough.

Now that the Dragon Risk is gone, shouldn't we go to support our fallen comrade on top of the world's waters?

However, it was terribly difficult for the mosquito to open its mouth to this situation. Couldn't help but be silent, Jason continued reciting his dramatic lines.

“We did not kill the dragon in the end, but we must make it clear that his mercy is not weakened! We have made a deal with the dragon out of mercy, and now we must spread the word that the dragon has sworn to do us no harm and reassure everyone · · · · · · · ·”

It was a tone I had heard before. Where did you hear that?

Mozzie could tell. Now it was from a departed colleague.

‘He's mimicking Roland. ’

Similar to the sound of Roland's acting, it was an epic line. Unlike Roland, the vocabulary was lacking, the sentences were uselessly long and the intensity was less.

At this moment, Mozi realized. Jason's been very jealous of Roland.

“Your name is Jason."

Jason answered one of the pilgrims' questions vigorously.

“Yes, I am Jason. An Earl of Mediah from Valhalla and a great warrior from Frey. ”

It was almost an ambassador copying Roland. Mozi was convinced of that and thought,

"Do you usually want to recite those lines? By getting people's attention? ’

Recite the heroic lines in front of the crowd. I couldn't even imitate it as a moss that lacked horses, nor could I understand why I admired it. Aren't you tired of talking in front of people?

Lollant told Mozi the other day that he was actually a local colleague and that he didn't need to. Roland confessed that he only wanted to travel between the three vests. Then you won't have to pay attention to other people's eyes.

Right now, Jason seems to be in exactly the opposite mood. He was anxious to get attention and praise because he didn't have a chance.

Moshe speculated that it might be because he liked his enthusiastic praise of Alonso as well.

Suddenly Mozi turned his gaze on the other two colleagues. And flawed.

Alonso and Amaric were recovering the bodies of two leprosy patients who had died of heart attacks. They tried to cover up a corpse that was torn apart by dragons.

Mozi looks at Amaric. I couldn't read the look on his face shield.

Moji, anxious, approaches and says.

“Forgive his guile. He's a total lunatic. ”

As Mozi, I thought Amaric might be furious. That's enough of a situation. Fuck that guy in the yard with two dead coworkers.

However, Amaric asked in a flat tone.

“Forgiveness? What are you talking about? ”

“That he's out there having fun. I know it looks very bad. ”

Amaric shakes his head.

“No · · · · · · · · It looks good. I'm delighted. ”

“Why?”

Since you have survived the dragon, can you overcome the deaths of your comrades? Mosey guessed it, but it wasn't.

Amaric said in a trembling voice.

“Thor was watching me. ”

I even knew the meaning of the words.

It is common for leprosy to erupt religiously and here too. However, a leper in a crisis met God. And the incredibly famous and praised Thunder God.

“So are you impressed now? ”

Asking Moji, Amaric was fiercely positive.

“Feel nothing but emotion? The Inquisitor and the Pipeworks are falling apart!" The gods have not forsaken me! Lord Roland was not very fond of Lord Bondi. Lord Roland was so praised as a result of people's mouths, that he would have been a person who was not as fuzzy in real history.

But when I met him, he was much more noble than the man he described! And so did his colleague Sir Mozi. One of the twelve paladins of the great Karl, reclusive Maurice. It's not mentioned in history, but in the epics it just appears to be a religious ancient wizard, and when I read about it, I didn't have any emotion at all.

“He's just a wizard now. ”

“No, it's not. I can't imagine anyone more noble than you. ”

“What did I do? ”

Mozi says it's ridiculous, but Amaric continues to weep.

“When I saw the bodies of my two leprous colleagues, what I felt was not sadness, but emotion. Leprosy is just ugly. Especially if it was a crushed leprosy falling out of the window. But they didn't get crushed. ”

“That's it · · · · · · ·"

“I know it's because of you. Praise comes from the soul, noble Maurice. I swear on Gunnir, I will never betray you. My soul belongs to the thunder god now, but my heart belongs to the nobleman. ”

If Roland had studied madly with his teacher, he would have understood that the last phrase was a kind of oath of allegiance. However, in contrast to the prejudice of being a shy reader, Mozi did not read many books even though she was here.

So Mozi couldn't understand that. Nevertheless, I could still feel the excitement of rising from my heart.

That's the kind of praise a hero receives.

At this moment, Mozzie understood Jason's feelings at least a little. The childish feeling of being praised as a hero.

So Mozzie approached Jason.

As Mozi progresses, some of the pilgrims gaze toward Mozi. After overcoming the pressure, Mozzie told Jason.

“This is not the time. ”

Jason asked for it.

“What?"

“Aren't you supposed to be helping Roland? ”

Surprisingly, Jason was not unhappy to be disturbed by this praiseworthy situation. Rather, he opened his eyes wide and said with a look of sympathy.

“Oh, right. We need to help a colleague in crisis. ”

We may now have to fight the army in the dragon battlefield. But I couldn't even read Jason's hesitation anymore.

Confidence. The almost omnipotent emotion dominates that face.

Jason declared for the pilgrims.

“We have no time to delay. We have to go again! So get out of my way! ”

According to this, the pilgrims make their way, leaving the two corpses to them, the group reaches the world again.

After all, it was just a difficult step.

* * * * * *

After handing the loot over to the owner, Roland pulls himself together. Even though I could not see it from the outside, I had already crossed the limit.

Soon, Lollan's exhausted body collapses, holding the troll's head.

The approaching knights scream.

“Sir Roland! ”

Fortunately, it soon became clear that he was not dead. The knights wept as if their parents had almost died, and carried Roland's body onto a patient gurney.

The knights politely moved the shabby stretcher as if it were four sheep on a king's kiln. They soon entered the Commander's barracks.

The Commander, who was delighted in winning, smiles and shoots.

“A knight by knight, acting like a humble laborer. Are you willing to lower yourself? Don't talk nonsense and act accordingly! ”

The commander was the Duke of the Grand Duke and a powerful monarch with more than 100,000 troops to this far end. Even the emperor could not ignore it.

However, the gaze the knights now sent on the commander was not worthy of such a relentless ruler.

Knights shouted with contempt and contempt.

“Shut up, you fucking Iced Spicy! Make fun of me or I'll challenge you to a duel! ”

Commander Ice Spicy was unable to speak for a moment. What do you mean, "ruining ice chips"?

I knew that some lords in the Grand Duke were saying such bad things about themselves. However, I did not know that I would hear the incantation from my face.

Commander Iced Spicy's face lights up red. His voice trembles with anger and horror.

“What kind of safety are these crazy things?"

The knight shouted.

“What I see now is just silly! Stupid, jealous jerk, when you couldn't understand, you almost became forever through this day. With 30,000 men under wraps, the librarian will have a long way to go! Your miserable dead soul would have been despised even in Hell. How can we take this kind of verbal plea from the mercenary who saved us from that humiliation for all eternity? ”

The commander points his hand at Lollan on a stretcher. Now the Commander is trembling even with his legs.

“A savior? That pretender? ”

“Again, if you keep saying that, it's a duel! ”

Who the hell said that this time? Keeping that in mind, the Commander's gaze slowly shifts to retaliate. And flawed.

It was General Borzoa who was there. Navy Commander of the Grand Duke. Even the Duke's main ally, he's got attitude.

Ice Spicy could not believe this statue. And the fact that no one here blames that awful rudeness.

For now, I had to avoid this situation that was hostile to me. Eventually, Icelandic had to take back his remarks, and he had to bring out an apology he didn't like.

His face was pale all the way down from the water of the world.

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