Frenzy Troll

With a spear in its head, the creature twists and suffers.

The creature tries to recover its bloody head into its shell. However, as I tried to put my head into a jam, I just had to scream.

A tight spear caught in the shell.

It was a specially crafted spear given that Alonso's strength had become more than twice the strength of ordinary people. From the spear is metal. The creature bends, but does not bend at all.

Frenzied, the creature freaks out.

Three weapons came at his head. Frost Giant shouts.

“The brain, see- la-! ”

An axe that throws sparks. I chopped down the wood and struck it again as if it didn't break well.

The scalp was peeled off and red skin was revealed. Despite his horrific appearance, Roland stabs Valisada without hesitation.

I put it deep in the middle of my head. A soft touch is conveyed through the blade. It was stabbed in the brain.

But the monster didn't die right away. He was such a big monster. There was another part of the body that served as a second brain.

Now the monster has gone mad in a true sense.

He twists his whole body, blowing fire everywhere, pounding his head against the wall of the hill. Spreading the pink bribes of blood all over the place.

While avoiding such natural disasters, Roland continued to swing the Valisada. I took a knife to his neck and cut it off.

In the end, the monster died not from a stab wound in the brain, but from a bleeding part of the head.

The knights I was watching cheered.

“It's over!”

‘Ah, finally. ’

Jason is more worried about killing the monster than he is about relief. You look at Roland standing in front of the dead creature.

In the battle just now, Roland is caught in a series of fires. Jason couldn't help but remember what he saw a week ago.

How terrible were the bodies that were horribly melted by the flames of the dragon?

Jason approaches Roland, muttering in a voice he cannot hear over there.

“Fuck, are you crazy? Breathe · · · · · ·"

A man runs ahead of Jason as he makes his big move. It was a man covered in a mask and a coat, Amaric.

“Are you all right, sir? ”

Roland turns his gaze to this side, instead of turning his back on the corpse of the dead monster.

“Of course.”

“I'm so glad. Thor, may his father bless you. ”

Amaric kneels before him and starts to mutter.

Roland also prayed to his face.

As two prayer doors are hovering in the air, a sacred light envelops Roland's scorched body.

It is unclear what gift Amaric received at the last level up. However, I felt that the prayer seemed to have improved.

So the new blessing Amaric received was expected to be a "healing hand." Better healing spell efficiency.

At a visible rate, you get a scratch on Roland's skin.

I felt terrible just looking at my open arms. It was like a bunch of sheep's shells stuck to a rock.

Jason hated it and asked only one question to remind him of all the questions he wanted to bring out.

“Doesn't it hurt? ”

Roland simply replies indifferently.

“That's tolerable. ”

Jason couldn't tell the truth about the answer. It's in front of the locals, so act solemn or it's really okay.

Jason opens his mouth with difficulty.

“Don't you think you're dying? Damn, why aren't you wearing his beard and his head? Every time I drink something, I hate having it on my beard, but it burns away.

Roland did not point out that beard is half essential in this age. That conversation is going to sound suspicious.

Roland answered the question.

“I protected it on my chest with a shield. I was careful not to burn my lungs. Don't worry about it. ”

Jason swallowed a saliva.

‘Mind your own business. In the meantime, choose a knightly vocabulary. You crazy son of a bitch. ’

Jason mutters tremblingly.

“What, are you? ”

Then Angie hurriedly approached.

“Are you all right?"

“Of course.”

Angie picks up a towel and starts wiping Roland's body and armor. Every time Angie tightened the towel, something dark sticky came out of the parchment, red powder from the parchment, and burned armor.

Angie said, instead of cleaning the armor all the time.

“I melted my arm joint. Knight.”

Lollant kicks his tongue and pulls it off at all.

The color of the armor melted away. The red armor was now revealing its natural color.

“Oh, again. ”

Angie grumbles, saying it won't be easy to go back.

It's your body now. Is it your armor? Jason wanted to bash that little head in, but Roland wasn't angry.

“I'm sorry, Angie. We're gonna have to work together. ”

At her words, Angie laughs.

“It's all right, Knight. ”

Looking at the two masters, Jason just forgot what to say.

Are you sure you're okay? Your whole body's on fire and you're not sick? ’

It was crazy to think about it. Leading the flames to themselves, fighting them.

Jason suddenly looks at the longsword in his waist. Rarely drawn weapons.

Not long ago, he thought he had to fight on the battlefield with the summons. However, after he was unable to carry it out, he did not even try after obtaining the staff from the dragon.

Not because I didn't have to, but because I didn't have to.

Jason stares at the corpse of the dead creature, blurring his brains out. It was just horrible to watch.

It was scary, so I was impressed.

Jason was still afraid of the monster.

Suddenly, Jason thought about the users of the temple. Those who remain in a safe place, afraid to fight.

This thought crossed my mind. Perhaps his essence is closer to them than the two comrades who came to the water of the world.

‘No, no, fuck. ’

Jason shakes his head with all his might. It was a terrible idea.

Like them? Jason had a sense of superiority and pride for being better than those scum.

Meanwhile, Roland wipes away the grease residue from his armor and tries to keep his teeth from hitting the moon with both chins.

It was also a terrible pain. In trans, it just tickles like the heat of fire. I couldn't do anything with my mind.

‘Dammit, we don't have to do this next time with an excuse for armor. Shit.'

The pain could never be seen from the outside. Hundreds of people gathered around to praise the defeat of this huge monster.

Roland tries to think of something else in his mind to forget about the pain. But there was nothing to imagine.

I had no choice but to recite it in a familiar prayer.

"Dear Odin, please rejoice in your spoils of war."

And his eyes closed.

* * * * * * *

“You caught a dragon so scary to talk about, that's great. My great warrior.”

Under Odin's reign, Roland bows his head and shows his appreciation.

“It was never better than what I had always dedicated, Lord of Great War. ”

“I did, of course. So you're going to turn over the dragon's blood? ”

Roland nods, his head bowing.

“I cannot answer, Lord. ”

“Why?”

“The dragon is not mine. I must pay those who have agreed to do the chores at my request. because that was the promise. ”

“I'm sure the blood will be fine. ”

“It must come before their permission. It's not my decision to make. ”

“Yes, a horse is a breeze, but not a promise. You always teach me a lesson, Roland. And in fact, the dragon that you wanted to catch in the first place was not that Onatus. You'll need to catch better prey for better protection. As I said before, the dragon is with you. Roland, you seem awfully close. I smell it. Maybe it's following me. Be careful.”

“Your advice, Lord, I will bear in mind! ”

“You better be, and I'll pay for your war. What blessing do you want? ”

“I want the blessing of Fire 28003;" ”

Odin smiles as if to think of an immediate answer.

“You don't like fire? You must have been burning up. ”

He doesn't answer, but just looks down. I didn't want to tell God a weak word, or lie.

For blessing, Roland turns away. The runes engraved on his back glowed red.

Odin opens his mouth, enjoying Roland's profound gratitude.

“I feel a procession of crows here. Corpses join the gaze of the crows chasing the war. Can you feel it? War is drawing near, Roland. ”

“Of course I feel it, too. Lord.”

“Will you offer me that war? ”

“Of course I will. Adorned with glory.”

Odin smiles with his tongue out.

“I look forward to it.”

* * * * * * *

Roland opens his eyes, feeling a beating heart.

Level up again. Level is now 20.

‘Certainly fast.' ’

I thought about it and looked at my two user colleagues. Maybe they've leveled up with this battle, too. I was able to get Lollant to relive that thought.

Whether it was the new blessing or Odin's blessing, I couldn't feel the pain that the ants consumed my whole body.

In doing so, Roland is deeply grateful and relieved.

However, that look did not change at all. As she did before, she just took a solemn look and trimmed my armor with Angie.

Then a man approached.

A man in shabby clothes. He shouts in exaggeration.

“It was a battle of myth! I've seen things I've never seen before in my life. How should I express this emotion? · · · · · ·"

The end was blurry.

Roland looks at the janitor's face. Are you here to gloat? Probably not.

I felt sorry for his face, but I could guess what he wanted to say.

Roland gives an answer in advance that he would like to hear.

“Of course that body belongs to you. Dead bodies, of course. That was the deal.”

The face of the cleaner who wanted to exercise his rights immediately brightened.

“Thank you, thank you very much. You're a hero, Lord Roland! ”

“That was a bad compliment. That body, how are you going to take it? Are you going to take it back to the front? ”

“No. We'll transport them to the fifty floors with a minimum number of people. ”

“Full of blood? If we're gonna move this thing from the seventy-ninth floor, there's gonna be monsters everywhere. Can you do that? ”

“Oh, I'm going to take just a little bit of meat and that shell, except for the blood. ”

“Then can I have some of that blood? ”

Roland asked politely, and the janitor gladly responded.

“Of course! Whatever it takes. It wasn't even ours in the first place. ”

As such, Roland and the janitors began dismantling the corpse of that giant monster, Odin, who said it was a humble dragon, Onachus.

The janitors who were working next to him didn't know what to do. I can't believe that the hero who defeated that monster is helping us slaughter lowly butchers now.

But Roland shortened his actions.

“I'm doing it because I need to. It's better to get your hands dirty than stay here smelling blood while you watch. ”

As a result, Valisada's blade begins to cut the beast's flesh and muscles. And the Frost-Guys who were still left put up with the axe.

The speed of the two was unparalleled compared to what cleaners were doing with professional tools.

Angie frowns and asks while the knights do not even bother to look around.

“Do you want me to help? ”

Roland shakes his head, grinning.

“There you go.”

Soon, the disassembly is over. I took the blood out separately and put it in a bucket containing honey liquor. Since there is quite a bit of honey liquor left in the barrel, it instructs the vagrant to drink it quickly.

Suddenly, Gina's fellow warriors were drinking like they were drunk. · · · · · ·

Frosty Giants came to me, trying to get me to drink, but thinking about whether I can get me to drink in a dangerous place. Lick the bloody axe of a monster with your tongue.

Giant asked.

“That blood, that's a lot. Uh-huh?”

As I said that, I saw the monster's blood glaring towards the cold barrel, and I knew I wanted to share it.

Roland is pleased.

“A lot. It's hard for me to write alone. ”

“Well, can I claim my share? ”

“Of course, since you've been working, you can have my share. But can you take it? That body is not your own. Your true body is over there in Utgart. ”

“Oh, don't worry about that. ”

The Frost Giant smiles brightly to make him feel better.

The giant reaches for the barrel in an energetic pace. Seeing the blood running around in there like a treasure, he grabbed two barrels of wine and disappeared with the frost.

Is this a summon enhancement event? ’

End of River

⁄ Blacksmith