Frenzy Troll

In Bifrost, food is always a very expensive resource.

Almost no crops grow near Bifrost because the World Water Root sucks up intelligence. In the end, they had to rely on imports to feed Bifrost's inhabitants.

Some of the imported food came from the tip of the Daewoo Kingdom, but there was a limit to the amount.

In the end, most of the income had to rely on land, and all land routes from countries to Bifrost led to Mediah.

It is well known that King Os of Mediah hates the Earl who took his territory from his brother.

In fact, as King Os, he would have wanted to cut off his food supply to Bifrost altogether.

However, the reason why Bifrost was not filled with foreigners and foreigners, and the tax paid through Mediah to transport food in each country was well paid.

With his taxes up to the cost of transportation, the food that reached Bifrost jumped to more than three times its original price.

Even the cleaners and the unions who received a certain amount of food from the Earl were overwhelmed with food. In the meantime, it was one of Bifrost's riddles of how long the out-of-state vagabonds live.

Of course, Osron did not want to buy the expensive food here in Bifrost.

Osron asked his country for help. I sent a letter to Mediah Palace to send to Bifrost here at a cheap price.

The letter had already reached home before Roland and Amaric had even said they would donate. It's because I calculated that I would be able to accept it and contacted you earlier.

In the end, food in Osron's name arrived in Bifrost much sooner than everyone expected.

Since then, Osron has not delayed. It was calculated that the Fortress Troll subjugation was enthusiastic and the prices of long-term conservable food had skyrocketed, so it would be much appreciated if you gave them food now.

Soon after his food was delivered to him, he immediately went to relief.

“Open the door, you dogs! ”

A group makes their way through the gates of Bifrost and out of the castle. Behind them were carts carrying grain sacks.

Armed forces were needed to protect the food from the hungry vagrants. But Osron didn't have to save mercenaries. We just need to lure in a group of knights following Roland.

Osron's relief workers set up a temporary relief camp.

It wasn't until the poor started their life-saving activities that they were guarded from approaching.

I made the workers shout.

“Prince Bifrost is merciful! Gather round, gather round! ”

It took less than ten minutes for the temporary relief system to surround the starving poor.

As he pushes some rabid mobs away, the relief team releases the food vigorously.

Of course, as the rebellious half-god of Frey and the royal family of Medea, Osron didn't even want to touch those filthy people.

This noble cardinal was just the one who put on a backseat and smiled.

Moving yourself was the work of the knights who had been brought together, and Amaric.

In fact, Amaric was also not the right outfit to work in person. Now he was covered in beautiful masks and legal attire.

Even with that uncomfortable outfit, Amaric couldn't help but move the grain sacks.

This doesn't feel like a hard time for Amaric at the moment.

His physical abilities were greatly improved by blessing, but above all, his mental satisfaction was invigorating.

A man covered with his whole body sometimes pleaded with his head tightened.

“My Lord, have mercy. Please."

Amaric gladly handed him a sack of grain powder.

The man cries out in gratitude, but only in the old age of those who say, "If you get food from behind, get lost."

The next favela stands before him.

The angry expression, which was just yelled at and said to the man, fled. There were only good and disdainful abbreviations left.

“Have mercy on me, noble one. ”

Amaric smiles with a mask on his face. I thought, holding the sack in his hand.

‘They want my red ship now. Those who trampled me down like a sinner and rejoiced. ’

In fact, Amaric's assessment of them was no different than Roland's.

Even in the eyes of Amaric, they were despised before compassion. Especially since he was persecuted himself.

‘But at one time they were the ones who felt they were more noble than this Amaric. I wouldn't feel any worse than a leper. ’

How are we doing?

Now, Amaric was an official knight. In his inauguration, he watched the Cardinal, the two Earls, and the Marquis.

Also, the two earls were ancient heroes, and the earliest of them was at least Roland. Since then, I've been able to meet the god that I hope the authors want to meet with the most popular god Thor.

Now Amaric reads the scripture again and does not forget to pray every hour. Be more faithful than in theology.

After I finished this shipment, I would go back and wash it clean and read the Scripture again. I would offer my thanks to Lord Thor in front of the altar, and then I would read back the madness of Amadis.

“I had a wife and kids. Please add a little more · · · · · · ·"

For the begging slum, Amaric smiles in a smile that is invisible to others.

He said in that smiling, loving tone.

“Sorry, almost all the sacks are sheep. I would love to take more, but I really can't. I'm sorry, slum. ”

I quickly put a grain sack in his hand to prevent him from choking any more. The slum also couldn't beat the outburst behind her, so she had to leave quickly.

Amaric enjoys the next slum smile. At the same time, I was grateful.

‘Oh, God. And a hero to whom they are led. ’

I recited it as if it were oral. Then I gave a sincere blessing.

‘May the nobles be glorified. ’

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Three entered another corner of the mansion. So I encountered a new nobleman who had been staying in that room.

Instead of reading the book, the dwarf looked this way.

That twisted mouth makes a lot of noise.

“Have you been? Have you killed many Trolls? ”

Roland replies.

“Tired. And thanks to you, I have inherited your people. Thank you again. ”

“Don't be a tribal fool. Once again, I am a nobleman of Nibelung. It's not like those guys who lived in any cave. ”

The dwarf makes his mark with a ballstent voice, but he doesn't really look noble.

The dwarf's face distorted badly in his umbilical spine.

Just like the Nibelungs, the Dark Spirits.

“Of course you are. ”

Jason grunts, but the dwarf just looks at Lolland Bay. Then he said,

“So? Do you believe me now? You don't believe that even the artifacts among the Trolls would have lost all my property in a healthy yard? In other words, my place was higher up, safer. I'm sure my fortune will remain intact there. So I definitely have the ability to make amends. ”

Roland replies.

“Of course I believe you. ”

“Now, may I interpret that I am eager to try to be rewarded? ”

“You may. ”

The dwarf laughs and Lollant laughs.

As soon as he returned from the statue, the dwarf asked for it. Protect yourself, provide lodging, and ultimately take you home to your own home above the water of the world.

Then he promised to make amends with two of his most precious treasures, the sword and the golden apple.

This time, the Dwarf's treasure was given reality to that promise.

“So where is your home? ”

The dwarf asked Roland's question.

“How far did you guys go? ”

“72nd floor. ”

“That's quite a climb. But we need to go up. Twenty-eight more floors. ”

Roland's eyebrows twitch.

“You have a house on the hundredth floor? ”

“Yes. It was a beautiful place. But why? I feel uncomfortable. Too high? ”

“No · · · · · · · ·. ”

After the negotiation, Roland leaves the room with two colleagues. Then, whenever I had a secret conversation, I entered the big room that I used to love.

Jason said the door was scary to close.

“A hundred fucking floors? ”

“Yes, a hundred stories. ”

Jason was not angry at the height of the floor.

“That sucks. Really? As soon as I heard, I knew you'd turn on him, didn't I? The moment I took you to my lair, I was like," Thank you, slaves. But now that you've done your part, die! I thought you said, "What a cliché." ”

Roland gives a vague answer.

“Just because the house is a hundred floors doesn't mean you'll betray us? Elixir, isn't it?”

“What the fuck? Fifty floors was just the boss' floor, right? He's the hidden boss, isn't he? I'll reward you for what you've done in the Moringa weather fantasy, these bastards are going to get hurt! ”

“You don't really have any evidence that you're going to betray us, do you? ”

“What if there's no evidence? Did he look faithful to you? ”

Jason is now claiming that Clesheman is a liar and a traitor. It was also an unconvincing argument.

But then Roland said,

“No.”

Jason laughed as soon as my argument was agreed.

I helped Mosquito.

“Ever since Tolkin, Dwarves have been drawn fairly loyally. But not in the mythology of Germanic Tolkin. In mythology, Dwarves are cruel and deceitful people. Trick and kill the opponent. The thing about Tolkin's Dwarves is he's obsessed with treasure. ”

The polite dwarf was the epitome of the mythical Dwarf.

I had not cheated or killed anyone yet, but it wouldn't be awkward at all. Because his temper never seemed good.

Suddenly, Roland said.

“But that's what it feels like. You don't have any proof of what's really going on, do you? ”

“It's too late to get your back cracked and prove it, asshole! ”

“I know that. However, even if you are prepared for betrayal, you must fulfill your promise. No matter how suspicious the Dwarf may be, I can't ignore his reward. You know?”

Jason's dead.

“Look at this bastard go back to his sword. ”

“Are my eyes spinning? ”

“Or should I ask for something other than a damn sword? Why don't you ask for a wooden cane? ”

Roland stares at Jason without a word. Jason grins and smiles at him.

In the end, everyone came to a conclusion.

The reward offered by the Dwarf is undeniably attractive. So let's make an effort to accommodate that request, but keep in mind that we may face traditional betrayal from him at any time.

Until that conclusion was reached, Jason boredom ridiculed Roland with his sword and his sword.

But in the end, no one focused on the golden apple. There were others as ugly as that dwarf.

King Os of Mediah, and his brother Osron.

The two rulers wanted the golden apple and said they would cure Queen Osma, the original ruler of Mediah, who lay in the bottle. With a mention that the summoned heroes will soon be free.

I can't trust either of you.

All three heroes agreed.

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The End

⁄ Blacksmith