Frenzy Troll

Thus, a different name was mixed with the cheer that was shouting Roland's name. Obviously, a vagrant who had lived a long life regardless of faith cried out in a frenzy.

“Odyin!”

“Odin!”

“Roland! Roland, Odin! ”

The howling vagrants' bodies hide a strange gray glow. It was Odin's light that he always saw when he prayed.

But no one cared about the light. How so?

Roland wonders if it was the snow or something in his honeysuckle.

Of course, whatever the effects of honey wine were, I could not immediately consider it. How can we believe in the blessings of an unknown god and make a course of action?

After all, it was not something I could love purely.

In this feverish scene, Roland just thinks. Even if I win now, things will never be good.

What the hell was a gigantic army doing here?

It was obvious why. It must have been Troll reinforcements. There's no reason why Trolls in league with elephant monsters can't do that to Giants.

Roland guessed.

‘There must be more Giants. ’

Then the expedition will have to endure the saturation that Roland just experienced.

While the expedition fights fiercely with the Trolls, at safe heights, giants will shoot and scatter polite missile-like projectiles.

The expedition will not be able to resist, and will surely die a great many deaths.

How can you stand a bombardment-like shooting and reach the Giant troops? That won't be the end of it.

On the fiftieth floor, Roland felt uneasy about how difficult it was to deal with a giant armed with iron armor. It must have been hard despite this unilateral prank.

But what kind of sacrifices do we have to make to deal with those Giants who are as weak as Roland and who don't have Valisada?

Lollant was uneasy in the yard after he abandoned them.

Large defeat of the expedition will result in a global attack. Of course it shouldn't have happened.

Ordinarily, Roland would try to stay and reconcile.

If it wasn't for his sword and his golden apple, we wouldn't have had a choice.

‘Damn it.'

I was tired of being braggart.

As she turns back, Roland finds a blurry outline behind the army.

At first glance, it was just a blur.

But Roland, who had just seen the Valkyrie attack become invisible, couldn't just look away.

"Transparency?"

The blurry contour was floating in the air, but the approximate size was not very large.

‘Maybe a crow.' ’

Roland decides to remember the existence of something transparent, then climbs down the cliff.

* * * * * * *

Once upon a time, the goddess Artemis was obsessed with golden apples for some reason, not remembering when the enemy was.

That's why the Nimp Sister, Artemis' servant, was sold to Asgard. In exchange for a sack of golden apples.

While taking the bag of apples handed over, Lady Artemis said she took some apples out of the bag and gave them to Sister Nimp. You said you were a party to the exchange and you deserved a share.

Of course, the ageless nimps were just as useless as green apples.

The gods of Asgard have brought these fairies as a concubine. But I couldn't. Nymphs refused to surrender, claiming that they were a symbol of virginity.

What kind of fairy is sold to the gods? Bondi may have been an act of fairy nonsense, but the claim was accepted. Odin's wife Frigg supported the fairies.

In the end, the gods did not touch the Nimps, and they were furious at the fact that they had to just take the women who brought them to the Golden Apple for ornamental use.

Even Freya looked closely at these fairy virgins. The naked bitches, the virgin crap.

In the end, Freya chewed up a small tweet, and the Nimps were betrayed to the world here.

Sister Nymph remembers Freya, who was a chatterbox at the time.

"I hope the monsters eat you up when you're naked! ’

Freya laughs and throws the Nimps into the water of the world and retreats. Soon these arrogant fairies will be the dung of monsters.

However, the Nimps were not as poor as the goddess thought. They were priests of Artemis, which means they were great hunters.

Sister Nimp broke her branches and used her hair as a demonstration to make bows to navigate the world. You either kill the monsters you encounter, or you can relax and avoid that realm like a hunter.

Then I settled down on the river.

It was a pastoral day for a while. The sisters continued their daily lives with the vile sexual harassment of ugly Dwarves.

For the first hundred years, I was passionate about being a guardian. The ring Artemis had thrown as a parting gift, and guarding the golden apple was the sole purpose of his life.

And as more years passed, the fairy sisters realized that Lady Artemis had sold them.

Now I'm tired of all the golden apples and goddess rings. The role of the sister has changed a bit more grisly.

The line virgins instructed the Trolls. As priests of the Goddess.

“Brothers, be conscious.” ”May the Goddess look good. ”

As instructed, the Trolls began the communion ritual.

One sister whispers as she watches.

“Ugh."

It was not a good scene for the Rhine virgins to see. Trolls were ugly, and conservative Trolls were uglier.

The Trolls shout the Virgin's name as they do their dirty work.

“Arte, Miss, hey! ”

Of course, even looking at Artemis did not look very good. Finally, the touch of that fury falls.

The rebellious Trolls turned into beasts one by one. Bear, deer, eagle.

The Rhine virgins glanced at the scene satisfactorily.

The sisters had not warmed the moonlight for more than a thousand years. Now the Nimp sisters are slightly mad and enjoy blasphemy.

Vengeance against the goddess was too trivial, but it didn't matter. Isn't this always the way to avenge the powerless?

The consciousness continued.

Shortly after, the meadow was filled with giant beasts that had just been Trolls.

Trolls believed that the beast was a blessing, but the beast was not bad enough to live here in the water of the world. Becoming a bear creates reliable allies. Becoming a deer can eat grass, reducing the burden of the tribe's food.

Of course, those animals were also useful for military purposes. The line virgins were grateful now.

On the day of Ragnarok, the Trolls will advance to the heavenly Asgard. We will thus help the fall of the gods.

Trolls had to survive until then.

The Rhine virgins scream and look at the human army. The Trolls living downstairs fled without changing their resistance, and they were the fools who fished all the way to this trap.

The aftermath of their commotion is being heard into the river.

* * * * * * *

The spell to make the Valkyrie transparent has passed. Roland looks at the great collaborator with a gentle eye.

That witch was beautiful, capable. Maybe I could offer to go with you later.

‘She also noticed that she likes this crowd · · · · · · ·. ’

The dwarf grumbles beside Roland in this joyful situation.

“You ignorant giants! They're desecrating my house and my front yard! Kill the tribe they find and I'll give you more rewards! ”

Roland tries to shoot you instead of treating you like a mercenary. I didn't know what that suspicious dwarf would do if he got confused.

I asked the question instead of not being angry.

“So where's home? Is it still far?”

“Hey, hey. ”

The place the Dwarf pointed to was a hill near the meadow. A ladder could lead you straight down to the Trolls' camp.

Needless to say, it was a good shooting spot. Giant troops were probably lurking there, too.

I had to prepare for battle. Roland gestures at Jason, and Jason barely understands because it was a preordained signal.

Jason grabs his cane and pounces. A Black Knight Summon appeared from the air in an instant.

He then calls to the Valkyrie and moves on.

Alonso asked for it.

“Aren't you going to call the Frost Giants? ”

Jason mutters depressingly.

“You can't order a giant to take on a giant. ”

Alonso emptied his tongue.

The blue beast has not yet been summoned. It can be summoned at any time and will stand out in vain.

So Jason only took two of the four summons he could summon. Half the power, after all? Jason doesn't seem to be as active this time as he was in the battle.

Jason frowned to see if he didn't like it, but walked on without complaining.

Lollang walks in front of him and suddenly looks around.

I see something blurry on the other side. Roland was convinced.

‘Obviously something is following me. ’

I couldn't let that happen. Roland said.

“Take a break. ”

In fact, the wanderer army was all grateful for the decision, although it was only a short walk away.

As everyone settles down, Lollan speaks loudly to his colleagues.

“I'm gonna go check on Sophie for a second. ”

Soon, Roland approaches where he has just seen a blurry figure.

The transparent figure seems to be slipping away.

Chasing after it suddenly reaches as far as the group can't see.

Roland lowers his pants. At the same time, the blurry figure stops in the air.

Roland leaps high, not halfway down his pants.

That's not funny.

With the landing, Roland finds something invisible in his hands. Roland was convinced that he felt like a feather.

Dragon.

Before I gave him strength in my hands, he shouted. Birds chirping.

“Stop! You know me, Roland! ”

Roland was flawed.

“What is it, Dragon? ”

“Morgana, Morgana! ”

Roland frowns.

Morgana was a familiar name. She has often appeared in legends related to Roland, including the Amadis of Frenzy.

In legend, Morgana was either a crucifixion or a help to the paladins.

It had nothing to do with Roland, of course. What's so important about a relationship in a myth like that?

Roland mutters.

“Does that name make excuses? You appear to have harmed your colleague for no reason, and since then, you've attacked at all. Dragon.”

“I thought it was a fake and wanted to get rid of it. I thought it was a fake. Of course not anymore. I made a vow to Gunnir. And you haven't attacked since? ”

Morgana argued that, but despite the crow's chirping voice, the tone was desperate.

But Roland remembered this dragon's march the last time he saw it. The dragon swiftly flew in and set thousands of refugees on fire. It was truly transcendent, so Roland could not believe that he could defeat this dragon at that time.

This raven may have become powerless at hand, but it was vicious and horribly powerful. I could never forget that.

“What if he didn't mean to attack? Why were you following me? ”

Lollang asked Morgana to make a hasty excuse.

“The Dwarf's Treasure. I was only after the Dwarf treasure. ”

“The moment we got there, you tried to catch us? ”

“Actually, yes. But you're not gonna hurt me for that, are you? I did you a favor. Think about who drove your colleague Ozie to Valhalla. ”

Legend has it that one of Karl's paladins, a foreigner, was doomed to Valhalla. I was a pagan, and the gods of other continents engraved their blessings on me.

And Morgana was once a Valkyrie. An angel guiding a lion. Morgana flew to heaven and brought the dead Ozie to Valhalla, as the paladins in the past asked · · · · · ·.

It was an old legend, of course, and it was never mentioned in the game.

Roland only knew about the anecdote because he had studied the relevant books to play Roland. I didn't feel particularly touched after reading the anecdote.

After all, doing something with grace was not that important to Roland. On the other hand, killing the dragon that followed in a sly transparent manner was clearly beneficial in that it could eliminate the unknown crisis.

Roland thought.

Even if I have to play the hero, do I still have to do this? Where you don't have an audience to cheer you on?

Even the hesitation seemed foolish, but Roland hesitates.

Of course, it was as simple as twisting a crow in your hand to kill it.

However.

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