Frenzy Troll

No one responded to the unexpected comment. Someone mutters in silence for a moment.

“Yes?”

Roland said.

“Don't fight. Duel trial? Screw you. They're right in front of us. Where are they swinging their swords? You should be ashamed to sell Thyr's name for nothing. So knights, make a vow here. I won't swing my weapon at anyone until the end of this Temple. ”

A moment of silence passed. A knight opens his mouth hesitating.

“Covenant · · · · · · ·"

Immediately, a shout followed.

“Shut up! What is that guy following? You were loyal to me, weren't you? ”

Roland groans as he looks at the screaming commander.

He's not the commander of Iced Spicy. ’

The commander following Bojoa, the commander who had cheered for Roland's arrival not long ago, cried out.

Recognizing it, Roland shakes his heart, but says confidently.

“Who am I? His name is Roland, a knight of His Majesty's esteemed emperor, and a warlord's great warrior. I am entitled to ask anyone to swear an oath. The Lord I serve is the Lord of Gunnir. ”

“Bullshit! What are you, Roland? ”

Lollang is embarrassed again. I didn't think that would come out.

Lord Roland, Lord Roland, and Lord Roland, were so excited about the duel trial for tomorrow, that they flattered you. ’

“Yesterday you called me Sir Roland. Did you call anyone that wasn't me? ”

The commander shouts at Lollan.

“It just matched your tune! ”

“You didn't believe me. Is that what everyone says?”

Roland looks around at the other commanders, anxious to see if it really is, and with a fine fury on his face.

I noticed the complicated faces.

The other commanders didn't complain that they were rude to the author immediately. Even so, we were too harsh on the author to discern Roland's identity.

As Roland, you should be thankful for that.

‘Anyway, I've shown you something, so you can't argue straight away that you're not on your side. However. ’

At first glance, Bojoa and the commanders next to her seem to be shaking. Clearly different faces from yesterday, as Lollant would have done anything.

Some of them fought alongside Roland's army of wooden elephants. And yet, that attitude?

If so, their resentment would be greater than their expression reads.

Roland thinks it's dangerous enough, even if it's not the worst.

I glanced at Iced Spicy. Their faces are the opposite of Bojo's.

It was different from before when I was building the statue of death. Now their faces were full of life.

Of course, I didn't like it explicitly because I was face-to-face. But it was clear that they were happy about the situation where they didn't fight.

With that, Roland was not at ease.

‘Like it or not, they can't help me. It's obvious Icelandic hates me. ’

Enemies are everywhere. The original enemies and potential enemies surround you.

Lollang is nervous with his arms folded in arrogance.

A Borzoa commander bites me in the process.

“What if we don't have a duel? How can you convince them? Iced Spicy and those idiots don't want to do anything. Nothing! Construction of the river is impossible, not even a raft! I don't have any answers to what I'm going to do. It's embarrassing to talk, but I think he wants to go back, even if he doesn't take it out of his mouth! ”

At that point, Roland replied briefly.

“If I have to go back, I have to. ”

“What?"

“Better retreat than compulsion. ”

“You mean run away? ”

“Why is retreat a fugitive? We just postpone the victory. ”

“Where I retreated, there is no victory!" ”

“There is defeat where it has been forced. Death, brother of defeat, awaits crows who follow death. Isn't that better? ”

“Coward! That's a coward's excuse! ”

The commander shouts louder and louder.

“Lollant is such a coward! How is that even possible? ”

Roland thought as he twitched his eyebrows.

Another one doubts his identity. Are you going to keep doing this?

Fortunately, there was someone who stepped up instead. Bojoah said.

“Stop. Don't get excited. Who are you talking to? He is undoubtedly Lord Roland. Definitely.”

Even so, Lollant was not at ease.

The expression of Bojoa, who said that, did not look comfortable either. He also seemed incredibly uncomfortable.

In fact, Bozoa wanted to shout alongside them. He's a fake. I wanted to insist I didn't have to pay attention to that coward's words.

But it shouldn't have been.

Bojoa has already fought alongside that knight. I saw the legendary battle of the Berserkers with my own eyes on the frenzied battlefield.

That knight must have been Roland, or it would have been as monstrous as Roland.

It was not right to antagonize such a superhuman either way.

Bojoa struggles to calm her voice and asks softly.

“Lord Roland, don't you need a golden apple? I dare point out that giving up and retreating is the duty of the Mediahn Palace to summon noble heroes. ”

“If you get a golden apple, stop that river? ”

“If that's going to be hard, let's find another way out of that river. But you can't just walk away. Absolutely not. We can't let the gold float into the river like that. And I promise you, if you ever find a golden apple, I will give it to you. I swear on Gunnir, so please. ”

Lollant mutters to the plea.

“Gold, gold · · · · · · · ·. Is that what you want? ”

Bojo decides to be honest.

“To be honest, yes. I want the gold, the treasure! But you can't help it, can you? Everyone's either here for Valhalla or for adventure! And what's so strange about wanting treasure on an adventure? ”

All eyes are on Bojoa. Several followers shouted.

“Yes!" “Yes! ”

Bojoa exclaims more vigorously.

“You said that in the Amadis of Frenzy? Throughout his life, Lord Roland was the master of the finest horses, armor and swordsmanship in the whole world. He argued with the other knights for ownership of the treasures. Do you interpret that as greed? It is Dory who has been knighted to claim my rights! If you're an adventurous knight, you want treasure! Isn't that right?”

Bojoa exclaims with desperate emotions. I felt quite hot myself. At this rate, this desperate will have been conveyed.

But Roland simply replied.

“Maybe so. Adventure.It's a great virtue. We can argue about protecting my rights. I can do that. But not in front of the enemy. ”

Bojo's expression hardened at once.

The commander standing next to Bojoa shouts again.

“You manipulator! How much did Iced Spicy pay you? How much can that fancy berserker just get rid of all that and talk me out of it? Huh? Tell me, what are you up to? ”

“Trick or treat?”

“There are too many people to split the gold right now, aren't there? Too many people to share that much gold? When you're done, will you save each other? That's what you're doing!”

Iced Spicy mutters.

“Great work!”

Ice Spicy gladly looked at this scene. Suddenly, I felt like a prophet. All of a sudden, Lolan's identity is being framed for fraud.

Roland shouted to me.

“Enough of his gold! Look at the enemies beyond. Trolls, monsters three times stronger than Humans! How can a wounded and twisted injury be better? Easily return to the front, look at those powerful enemies who are armed and have become an army! ”

“Why are you bothering the Trolls? Why are you hiding your insides? You're looking at gold right now! ”

“No more of his gold! Did I declare it stolen now? Since when are you so obsessed with what was yours? ”

Borzoa ponders the debate between Lollan and his commander.

Do you think he's just gonna get in the middle of it? Is that why you think that knight isn't Lollant?

‘No, no. ’

I didn't think so either. If we push this side to a duel trial, maybe he'll take Roland's side in Iceland.

Then you will have no choice but to lose against that superhero. Only that was clear.

In the meantime, this commander calls out that the author is not Roland. You said Roland wouldn't be so cowardly.

What should I do? It was then that Bozoa decided.

A blizzard pops up from the silent stream.

It reminds me of a silver-haired figure on the surface. Hair that shines brightly in golden light on the river floor.

A shiny necklace appeared beneath the silver paw.

Three mysterious women who do not fit in this ugly situation said.

“Follow his lead, everyone.” He was a great commander, and his advice was always wise. The great car, thanks to that advice many times. ”“ Please step back, as you said. Leave the river alone. ”

I looked at three women as if everyone had been seduced.

They were beautiful and worn nothing. The fact alone was enough to gather these males' gaze, but its existence was completely irreversible.

“Women? Women in the world? ”

As if the women were singing.

“We.” “Water fairies.” “Line virgin. ”

Almost everyone here has heard of their existence. The Rhine virgins? They're fairies of legend.

While everyone was staring at them frantically, the Rhine virgin held out her upper body.

Unveiled breasts revealed. The Rhine virgin said, taking a more vigorous look with a closed heart.

“And that's him.” “I'm Roland.” “Great commander. He's already won here hundreds of years ago. ”

I looked at the virgins of Lolando Rhine. The Rhine virgins greet you, forgetting what to say in the sudden appearance.

“Nice to meet you, Roland.” “It's been a while. Hundreds of years?” “Here we go again. For what this time? ”

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