Frenzy Troll

The third day of the relief efforts. The relief team had a change of heart. Especially in the case of Amaric.

Now Amaric can't feel superiority from the poor begging him for salvation.

Amaric has been looking around Bifrost too much for days. I learned a lot of things I didn't want to know.

For example, Amaric heard the story of a family member.

As a pilgrim who remembers Valhalla, the farmer brought his wife and wife to this city. But they could not get through the gate, and there was no food nearby.

It was too long to go back the way I came. As a farmer, I was trapped here.

There was a family of similar positions all around. As a result, the farmer exchanged his child for the child of another family member because he was hungry and also not hungry. And slaughtered him.

However, I couldn't get as much meat as a child's weight. There were too many hungry mouths around. Most of the meat was taken away.

By this time, all morality had become paralyzed. Just when I sold myself to my wife to get a piece of rice, it became nothing for the farmer.

Fortunately, outside the walls, prostitution thrived.

Prostitution is strictly forbidden in downtown Bifrost because the gods are watching. The starving men below showed their willingness to solve the impossible in the city.

The farmer's wife has been operating against the warriors coming out of the walls in groups for that purpose.

Amaric handed over his sack to the poor in front of him and prayed.

"Thor. And Valdur. ’

Please save them.

However, the skinny man in front of his eyes was a mole that he did not seem to accept in Valhalla · · · · ·.

“Thank you very much, ladies and gentlemen. ”

The Slum handed over its sack bows helplessly.

Amaric no longer smiles in his mask.

It was her turn next. Giving him something to live for, Amaric thought to himself.

Osron is clearly doing this relief work for himself, but even so, the Cardinal Courtesy is better than Bifrost's monarch.

Alonso found out that Osron's popularity amongst Bifrost's lower class outperformed Bikappa.

When Osron was a Bifrost ball, the lives of the poor were better than this.

Osron was a monarch who knew how to serve the poor. I distributed food to the hungry and raised the wall to pay the wages.

In fact, they were all spending the rest of their money.

At that time, Osron used to take an insubordinate contribution from foreign dignitaries who had come to Bifrost. With that money, few people starved to death at the time.

After all, the coercion was one of the reasons the nobles agreed to expel Osron, but somehow it's somewhere.

‘Vikappa may be better able to manage the territory than Osron. But as a monarch, you only think about people's lives as numbers. He's literally a moneymaker and mercenary commander. ’

The next favela stands before him. He also gives him food, and Amaric vows to himself.

‘If I win the loot again, I will donate more this time. ’

Two days later, it was time to climb back into the world.

Fighting monsters or marching in the water of the world is incredibly painful, but now Amaric hopes that day will soon come.

“Next, please! ”

I was just lifting the next grain sack.

A scream echoes. Someone was shouting to tear it apart.

“Something's coming! ”

Everyone looked there. I can't see anything right now.

However, as soon as I looked up a little, everyone realized the source of the scream. And I was horrified.

“Dragon!”

A black dragon was flying in from beyond the sunset.

The dragon's two giant wings flare slightly. However, the flight speed was too fast for its size.

Amaric knew the dragon. The monster that killed his colleague and ripped his head off.

Despite the fact that he had been defeated at least once, Amaric was terrified.

‘Please, just fly away. ’

Amaric begs, but the dragon seems to be heading this way.

As the dragon's distance approaches, Amaric prays differently.

‘Even if I come this way, I hope I'm just passing through. ’

Neither did the wind.

Finally, the dragon flew here.

The great shadow falls upon the ground. The slums wanted to run away, but they didn't leave. We couldn't give up our rations.

Looking down at all of them, the dragon opened its mouth.

“Hello, maggots. And hello."

What came out of the horse was a blaze.

Dragon flame.

* * * * * * *

Rumors of Osron releasing food to the poor spread quickly. There were no unspeakable rumors about this city.

Of course, the rumor also entered the lord's ears. In just two hours, the Auror Squad has finished their work.

As soon as he heard the news, Earl Bikappa murmured depressingly.

“Do you distribute grain to the maggots outside the walls? Osron? This is crazy, really. ”

It was Morgana, the crow woman, who received the word.

“What do you care? Aren't you doing your job as Cardinal? ”

“You're the one who said watch out for Osron, Morgana. ”

“But that doesn't mean I have to be sensitive to everything he does. ”

Vikappa thinks a little, but then she says,

“No, I can't let that happen. In the first place, Osron was a poor beggar. If he had money to feed his maggots, he'd pay me back. But it's hard to interpret because he's just wasting his money. Aren't all the maggots outside the walls holding a grudge against me? ”

“So?”

Bikappa shouts in a nervous tone, as if he didn't understand.

“What Osron's doing to those maggots right now is some kind of buy job! I want you to take my side in the uprising to drive out Earl Bifrost one day! Osron, he will stand up in and out of the city at the time of his uprising! I want his heroic followers inside, and his hungry maggots outside! ”

“Calm down. What are you going to do? Do you want me to restrict the entrance to the gate more strictly so as to disrupt relief efforts? ”

“That may be the only way, but not the most fundamental solution. Why can't the pilgrims interrupt the entrance to the continuously entering courtyard? Besides, if you want to give food outside the Chung Wall, there 'll be plenty of options. If I had tied Osron's feet with all my means, his maggots would still be out there infesting. Lifestyles against the warriors of this city! ”

Morgana offered.

“Why don't you send some of them into town? ”

“Absolutely not! What's the point of a warrior who can't even be a soldier?

“You don't just need warriors in the world, do you? There's a lot of crow-like professions that the janitor does. ”

“Does anybody in the morgue do anything? It's about going up and down in a world full of monsters! I don't think a bunch of hungry maggots out there can pull something so hard and so dangerous. You can't just be a crow. Morgana.”

Morgana is tired of getting pinzans. I asked with an annoying voice.

“I will not restrict access, nor will I accept those maggots. Well, what are you gonna do? ”

Vikappa replied confidently.

“I'll wipe them all out. ”

“What?"

“I'll kill them all. We need to narrow it down. Don't blame me for a useless or immoral massacre. Given that the maggots are potential rebels who will someday lend power to Osron's uprising, eliminating them is a necessary act of war. ”

He says, and soon Vikapa bows his head to Morgana.

Joarin says splendidly.

“Lend me your strength in this war, Morgana! Bifrost's fate is at stake. ”

“Lend me my power? What are you talking about?”

“You can turn into a dragon. Powerful dragons that are also very large and can breathe fire. Those maggots that don't change a bow, let alone a bolt, will never be able to stand against a dragon. So, Morgana, you can just fly around the sky and roast them safely. ”

Morgana did not hide her unpleasantness.

“Why would I? If you want, you can hire your mercenaries. ”

“I can't. Removing those maggots at a glance would seem to persecute the pilgrims, and Osron would have a reason to uproot it. The moneylender can't stop the good pilgrims, so now he's slaughtering them all! What kind of incitement would that be? ”

“So the dragon has nothing to do with Earl Bifrost? ”

“Yes. Please, please. I saved your life, didn't I? I ask that you repay me for this favor. It's gonna be easy, isn't it? All you have to do is complain. ”

Morgana shoots.

“Isn't that easy? Can you get a dick for a hundred women and a thousand pregnant in one night? It's not unlimited, it's not unlimited. The dragon breathes fire, too. There are limits.”

“So, you can't? ”

I couldn't help but wonder what Vikappa had to say. Morgana sighed.

“You really think all the slums outside the walls are Osron's potential troops. Maybe one day they won't be able to pull you off the throne and chew you alive. ”

“No need for that, then. I heard they're practically cannibals. Is that what's possible or what's impossible? ”

A little less, Morgana shakes her head.

“It's possible. Instead · · · · · ·"

“Instead?”

“We need some fuel. Fuel that breathes sparks. Like a firecracker needs firewood. The dragon needs some sulfur. You got any? ”

“There are. Not much.”

“Then give me that. That's the amount of fire I'm going to make. ”

* * * * * * *

The dragon flew around in flames everywhere.

Land and people and huts were all on fire at once.

The dragon overlooked the killing of wanting to bake more. The dragon flew low and watched its targets closely.

As the slums scream and flee, a massive flame strikes them.

The flames that spread to all sides hit the ground blocked the road.

The dragon turns its head toward the poor who stopped in fear. The sparks that erupted from his mouth soon burned dozens of people.

The slums scattered and fled, but I could not escape the dragon if I ran to my death.

Every time the dragon breathed a single flame, tens, or hundreds of people burned.

There was a fire almost everywhere.

There were limited ways to escape the walls of that flame. The dragon glances at the path, and as soon as someone runs to it, it lunges.

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