Frenzy Troll

The woman nods, but she doesn't get up immediately. Roland reaches out and grabs it, barely getting up.

The woman got up from her seat and looked around. And I couldn't breathe for a while.

You see the corpse of a dead tiger slashed clean through his eyes and a knight who doesn't seem to be impressed by the giant hunt at all.

The companion howls, groaning and trembling. There was blood pouring out of his mouth.

When she saw it, she was restless.

Roland bites.

“How did you get here? ”

The woman couldn't choose a word because she was so embarrassed.

“Him, Dwarf Treasure · · · · · ·"

Even then, the woman was frightened and silent. Then he cursed at himself.

Crazy bitch? ’

According to the plan, you should not tell this hero in detail.

All I had to do was ask him to clear out the Trolls. The reason that area should be gone is because one of those trolls killed his partner or something.

‘I should never have taken out the treasure. ’

Roland opens his mouth as the woman groans inside.

“Dwarf treasure? ”

“It · · · · · · · · ·"

The car she was trying to run over to mutters.

“They say this floor is the domain of the Dwarves of Bondi. Are you looking for the legacy? ”

Why do you know that? The woman was frightened and did not know what to say.

Meanwhile, Lollan's whole body aches and thinks for a moment.

Dwarf treasure.

I had already heard of it. From a dwarf.

The Dwarf statue from the dragon was not a scam. After repeated prayers for cleansing, the transformation spell is lifted.

Eventually, the statue became a living dwarf.

A week ago, the dwarf said before he began his quest for world waters. This floor was the territory of the other Dwarves.

And I advised him like a boxer. There may not be a golden apple on the 72nd floor you want, but you might still have some gold left, so find it.

Was that true? That has overwhelmed Roland.

‘If the Dwarf's words are true, other treasures are also · · · · · · · · ·

The Dwarf who was freed from the curse promised. Just take yourself back to the lair, and I'll gladly give you two of the greatest treasures there.

One of the greatest treasures was the golden apple I had originally hoped for, and the other was the sword.

A Sword Gram. One of the greatest.

The dwarf added, in fact, he was unsure whether the golden apple would remain. Either way, the fruit may have withered and not overcome the flow of time.

However, he insisted that the sword was certain. because that sword is stuck in a stone so that no one can pull it out now.

Either treasure or Lollant's desperate wish. It's doubtful if it's true, but now some of what the dwarf said has been proven true.

Instead of liking it, Roland sees a man limping. He was a bald man with blood around his mouth.

Roland asked.

“A colleague? How did she bleed out? ”

The woman replied with a worried look at the man.

“I bumped into that tiger earlier. ”

“Then the viscera must be broken somewhere. ”

Soon you will die or die from a sickness. But Roland noted that this man is now a warrior who has come up to this high floor.

Maybe he was also blessed after fighting monsters and fighting again. If the axis becomes sacred through the blessing, we will be able to take the power of miracles more easily.

Roland approaches and raises his prayer.

“Mighty Odin, this warrior is too early to reach the Palace of Valhalla. Of course, the call should be given the opportunity to build a glorious workplace or more discipline. ”

The healing airway worked. As the gray figure wrapped around his body, the bald man gradually removed the statue of death from his face.

‘Indeed, you're quite the level up fellow. ’

Roland looks at the man deeply.

The woman standing next to you is probably quite capable. Otherwise, even heroes can't wander around here in droves.

The woman was touching every corner of her body to confirm her colleague's recovery.

Roland asked.

“But apparently there's a street on that cliff. Is this the part where you brought me here? ”

The woman turns her head instead of touching the man.

“Oh, yes! ”

“Thank you very much. ”

Lolance bows his head and the woman regains her grip.

‘I acknowledged with my mouth that I had received grace. Then we can make a demand. · · · · · · · · · to intercept his treasure and exterminate the standing trolls. ’

It was a car that she was going to say "Moore." You hear footsteps from the forest.

The three vigilantly grasp the weapon.

However, it wasn't the Trolls that had been chased.

Jason yells with a face full of distortion.

“Hey, you Troll! ”

And the knights standing next to him. The woman was relieved for a moment and then despaired.

Lollant's herd?

Can we ask Roland to wipe out a tribe now? In a basket full of people?

In the meantime, it will be difficult to move one Roland with a discreet and personal request. Even if it makes you move, you will have to bear the suspicious gaze of those around you.

As the woman ponders, Lollan's followers approach and surround her.

Jason kept swearing and the other knights were just happy to join him.

Amaric bites.

“You're covered in bloody burns you've never seen before. Are you okay with what happened, Lord Roland? And these two? ”

Roland replies.

“I fought while I was blessed by the god of war. I almost died, but they saved me. ”

Everyone's gaze was drawn to the woman. The woman thought, feeling a burden on all of those eyes.

What do we do now?

The knights came and started handing out gratitude and praise. In the meantime, a golden light appeared in the woman's head.

‘The Dwarf's Treasure · · · · · · · ·. ’

If it's a Dwarf artifact, it's worth a call. It may be less artistic due to its poor condition, but it will be worth it anyway.

As soon as you get one of those treasures, the income you have earned as a witch will come at once.

If you make fun of the blubber now, the opportunity will fly away. Maybe even his life.

‘What are you going to do, Gina? ’

A knight calls me.

“What a heartbreaker you two have made of this world! You'd be good at it. Respect · · · · · · · ·"

Then the woman said.

“My name is Gina. I don't know my name, but I'm a fairly accomplished adventurer. ”

“Oh, yeah. Gina. Respect · · · · · · · ·"

“I have something to say as an adventurer. ”

It was a passing word while everyone was looking at themselves.

“According to my research, there may be Dwarf relics in those cliffs. ”

* * * * * * *

After this, he decided it was impossible to take the loot alone. I also had to think about the possibility that the knights would accidentally find the treasure that was there when they rushed to the village for the purpose of subjugation.

Eventually, I decided to make a contribution as a passing self-seeker. In recognition of your research, if you find a few treasures, please take some of your share.

It was a gamble. A gamble that revealed the existence of treasure.

After doing that, I was nervous the whole time accompanying the passing knights.

"If there is no treasure to be found, will you try to kill me in vain?" No, it's more dangerous to be found out, isn't it? Water · · · · · · · · · · to kill to eliminate two people from the distribution

The knights have reached the cliff. The narrow passage up there is blocked by already armed Troll warriors.

Knights and Trolls. Two forces turn on each other.

However, the eyes of the knights shined with anticipation of glory and loot. Only one monster shines in the Trolls' eyes.

His Berserker is back.

I thought I'd killed most of them, but somehow I was fine, and I even brought my troops back.

The Trolls had already lost their minds the moment they saw the bloody armor.

Meanwhile, the knights shouted. Everyone shouts aloud as someone blows the battle trumpet high.

“Now lift up our swords and proclaim the will of propaganda! ”

I have declared the battle to be glorious. Now an old man steps forward in the middle of the Troll, the car about to charge.

He said.

“What do you want? Kill us, get what? ”

A knight shouts.

“The treasure of the Dwarf, which your monsters have wrongfully possessed! ”

“Bo, water? Golden?”

“Yes!”

“If you give it to me, will you back off? ”

Surrender? Roland is in a state of panic.

The feeling of the Trolls now was unexpected. The humiliation and spleenship of the acronym were covered at the same time.

Somehow she felt like you were plunderers. Sophisticated conquerors who want to raid the indigenous peoples of the Wasteland to seize their wealth.

But I can't ignore the indigenous people.

The wooden wolves were not so transcendently strong monsters. But they've been everyone's nightmare for over a decade just by being incredibly fast and fast-paced.

The Trolls were likely to one day become a new nightmare over those wolf monsters. They are also fast and intelligent as well as deviant tactics.

We should get rid of it when we can.

If Trolls familiar with this terrain are engaged in a siege, there's no way they can handle it. They are not currently engaged in active combat against the Humans, but it has been analyzed that the Trolls are only on their own for their experience in battle, although they are familiar with it.

But if we keep getting hit and fighting, they'll be good at war, too. You'll realize which tactics are useful against an army of brilliantly armed and numerous humans.

At worst, it may turn into guerrillas who want to give up winning wars and just fry up blood for revenge.

We must wipe it out before it reaches that point. To conquer the world, it had to be.

"And when the world begins, Odin will be saved, and his people. ’

In the end, Roland said,

“There is no turning back, Troll. The enemy of the gods, the giant's horse. You've seized a territory that should not be taken. You've taken the lives of noble knights in vain. ”

“The lives of knights? We did not participate in this war. ”

“About 450 years ago, Troll. You killed my brothers. Lord Lance, who was young and faithful, died twisting his body under your poison. It was not the glorious end he deserved. Since then, I have vowed to avenge your people. I took a vow, Troll. Do you know what that means? ”

I couldn't understand the story for 450 years, but I understood the rest. The Trolls have spoken.

“You said you wouldn't miss it. No one.”

Roland denies it.

“I'm gonna miss you a little bit. I'll let the boy and the old man go. If you have the concept of gender, women do. But the warriors stay. Fight and die. That's your end, Trolls. ”

Trolls smile at your generous offer. And I said,

“There's no need for that, berserker. ”

“You refuse the offer and all die? From the boy to the warrior? ”

“No, that's not it. Those who were supposed to survive, they escaped. Everyone here is an old, but a warrior. Just do me a favor before we fight. ”

“I hear you. What? ”

“After the fight, don't insult our corpses, burn them all. With our homes. There's an oil barrel in the warehouse, so use it to start a fire. ”

Troll corpses don't make money. Roland accepted Shui as well.

“I see.”

The old Troll was grateful.

Almost all of the young warriors have escaped. In pursuit of a Berserker who would flee half-dead in the woods.

The smoke in the vicinity will inform the young warriors who are too busy doing nothing. As such, they will remind us not to come back here, but to protect the evacuating children and women.

The old Troll smiled satisfactorily.

“Honorable, Knight. And yet you're bloodthirsty? Does Odin want a war? Well, come on! ”

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