Antoine holds a grumbling position.
His face was always full of confidence.
The more arrogant Antoine was, the greater my anxiety.
The rcenary commander, who boasted of the treasure of heaven and earth, even said nothing about Muhammad, kept his eyes open.
"Then let's get started. "
Antoine draws his sword, arrogant enough to satisfy himself.
"Shahh!"
With a tumultuous conflagration, the sword burst.
The Sword Expert senior level of swordsmanship was much more advanced than when we first t.
But what I wanted to see was not a common glare.
It was the only amusent of Antoine in the world.
While waiting for a mont, his energy, which was leaping through the dium-high heating, stood up sharply like a sword.
And when the vision reached its peak, the rcenary commander's lips sprang.
"I am the redder blade that cuts the red sword! "
Aggravation!
Antoine's sword turned red.
My face ran up.
I'm guessing my face is as red as his sword turned red.
It felt like the last hope I didn't throw away until the end.
But Antoine didn't have such a flair in .
"Hap! Hap! "
I had a red trajectory in front of my eyes. I repeated the disappearance.
I watched a disturbing demonstration, touching my runaway face.
With the exception of the wretched old horse, Mu-hoon Shi's power was decent.
There was a sense and a sense of decency that gathering enough strength to split the speculation of the Orc Warrior.
The power of extraordinary poetry, not more, not less.
If you grind and wipe it properly, you will still have the power to fight the Knights of the Ring.
The problem was that his poetry was singing only for a mont.
I would have fought dozens of battles if I hadn't, and won dozens of more Orcs if I hadn't.
Even survived the battle against a legion led by the King of the Orcs.
His poem contained only the chalna that defeated the enemy in front of his eyes.
It was a sha.
But I struggled with that.
Every man's bowl is different.
When soone was looking at the end of the war, soone might be looking only at the end of my sword.
Antoine was just the latter.
It was another offense of arrogance to accuse of being petty with his fuzziness.
I opened my eyes and looked for advantages.
There was a utility in that crude old horse.
Since the poem's old words were simple and the song was channa only, Antoine seed to have no burden in using the poem.
That ant he could use the power of poetry for that long.
Like the [Golden Poetry] of a man called the rcenary king.
That's because Antoine was no different from the rcenary king.
"Ah."
I had a good idea.
It seed like I could pass on a new poem to a man and his companions who could only make a rough old horse with my head.
But it was a rush to check their accomplishnts first.
After completing the demonstration, I asked Antoine about the achievent of [Poetry of Soul], which I handed over in return for a 20-year contract.
Antoine's arrogant face shivered.
"It's a mountain of dark green corpses, a pond, so I can't feel it. "
If the Orcs have frequent winter castles, I thought I could digest the power of [Poetry of Soul] to my own accord. But the results were not new.
The fla of the soul that Antoine smoked in the demonstration again with a shaky face was just a weak fire that would not burn a single cloak.
The sa was true of other rcenaries.
Their poem, like that of Antoine, was singing only Charlna's monts, and only a very few properly elicited the power of Muhamun Shi I passed on.
At least once they set fire, their energy was depleted, so it was a crowd that used [Poetry of Soul] in practice.
I was not disappointed.
Simple and cruel, they created my fuzziness in their own way. It was not enough to share one's share.
And if it wasn't enough, it was enough for to fill it.
"Once you guys are on standby. "
I set the knights from Antoine and the rcenaries on the side of the quarry and told the other group of n to step forward.
Once a Knight of the Ring, but now a Knight of Manahart, the Broken Bones of the Royal Family.
His gaze was full of hostility.
They did not have the slightest desire to be recognized by , like Antoine or other rcenaries.
Rather, no one stood before , no matter how many tis I felt strongly objected to my orders.
"Hmm."
That's when Gurwayne stepped out.
I didn't snore terribly to return to the kingdom, but I think I was with my companions.
"Don't get wrong. I just want to go back quickly and get so rest. "
He draws out his sword, stretching out his unquestioned words.
Ooooooooooooo.
[Poem of Shadow] flows from Dothrin's water.
The sword bites blackly. It was darker than ever.
The salt and bitterness contained in it was also so heavy that it was incomparably heavy.
Surviving the battle with the Great Monarch would have been helpful.
Chuck.
After the demonstration, the giant wayne shrugged his sword, and imdiately withdrew among my companions. As he waited, his colleague ca forward.
He also went to Dothrin with Guerwain.
That was the beginning.
After three consecutive Gurwaynes finished the demonstration, they began to pretend that no one else could win.
"I wound the sackwind at the end of the broken sword. The sound of the wind is the sound of my sword crying. "
It's shaky.
"The sword that was shaking now stands. What can't be cut with this sword? "
The light of the sword extended.
"It's a broken piece of iron, but it's not enough to hurt my enemies. "
There were dozens of fragnts of light.
I saw the power of the sword that they had demonstrated.
If the poetry of the silver foxes was simple and pleasant, the unhindsight of the knights was abstract and grotesque.
The power was also the direction in which the silver foxes lasted long enough to add foresight, whereas the poetry of the knights was stronger than the power of striking.
It was the result of the difference between those who put survival first and those who gave my life for victory.
I checked all their poems, and set them on the opposite side of the silver foxes.
And I saw the rest.
It was the natives of the north who confird their talents and accepted them as knights.
The Old Testant they recited resembled the monarchs of the Winter Castle, and so of them used the passage of the War Age as their song.
And the karma and the salt were no different from [the poem of the soul].
There was only a difference between the colours of the flas they had blossod and those of yellow, red or blue.
All the extraordinary fuzziness.
I have so far ascertained the futility of the near-five hundred knights.
And he imdiately tied them up one hundred by one and made them into a knight.
Guerwain and the Death Nights assembled the settlers and nad them [Dawn Knights].
The rest of the royal knights were divided into two groups and nad [The Sunrise Knights] and [The Twilight Knights].
Knights from the advanced rcenaries were called the [Silver Fox Knights], and they were given the sa na as before.
The Knights of the Northern Indigenous People nad the [Sackwind Knights].
And the twilight and dawn, the Knights of the Dawn, to Eli, and the Knights of the Silver Fox and the Sacred Wind, to Arwen.
Although the two figures in charge of the decoration were staggered, there was no great noise on both sides.
After making up the five knights, I summoned the Silver Fox Knights separately.
"Since the price you paid first was of no use to you, I will pay you a new contract in return. "
I gave you a new poem in return for the 20 years of service promised.
The [Golden Poem], the rcenary king, the man who was crazy about money, was the price of his life.
Their origin was the sa as that of the rcenary king, so it was decided that [Golden Poetry] would be easy to understand.
Of course, I didn't know that it was almost impossible to make soone else's amusent my own.
I didn't care if I didn't learn it completely. All I wanted was for [Golden Poetry] to nourish them.
It was a decision not to be dizzy. If it had been the other Muhoon Shi, he would have woken up and died, but he wouldn't have told so many knights at once.
Indiscriminate poetry was inevitably ant to undermine the quarrel of poetry.
But I didn't hesitate.
If it was a damn money ghost poem, I could give it to a thousand knights, not a hundred.
It was revenge in my own way.
How dare you sell for a penny?
I still rember clearly.
The one who turned around selling without hesitating about a pocket of gold coins.
I knew I was crazy about the money, but I didn't know it was that much. The shock and anger I had received remained constant even after hundreds of years.
"Goddamn it. "
The silvery fox knights, who said they liked the new poem, turned to angrily because they were angry again.
"I'm not talking about you guys, so finish what you were doing. "
The knights who looked at my eyes were scattered.
Anyway, since he sold for money, I also sold his karma and salt to rcenaries in exchange for a contract.
Neither too bad, nor too bad.
Rather cool when it was cool.
After processing the silver foxes, I saw the Dawn, Twilight, and Sunrise Knights.
I intended to pass on one poem to them as well.
Muhyun Shi, who is a pair with the heart of the blood they made.
I wrote a song like that that was absolutely right for the wounded knights.
But it wasn't the ti yet.
When they found a new direction to go with the circle in their chest.
I an...
They will take a new poem after arriving in the Kingdom.
* *
After the Knights' party, I hurried to leave the Winter Castle.
While I was preparing, the situation in the Empire was changing all the ti.
The non-dragon knights led by King Dothrin turned the eastern part of the Empire into a muddy field, and an army of Dukes who had declared defeat of the flower dragon without fear was destroyed.
And it was a pleasure for to fly a few more souls that were intact by the furious flower dragon.
[The Imperial Court has warned the nobles severely. If there is a family that provokes the flower dragon arbitrarily again, I will destroy the three tribes.]
Montpellier's voice echoes from beyond the crystal ball as if the world had collapsed.
In fact, his current situation was not so different from that of the collapse of the world.
Among the Powder Dragon's furrows were his furrows. His silverware was also said to have been destroyed along with the burning castle.
The remaining Montpellier base within the Empire was now the whole of the rchant and several businesses that the family operated.
The arrogant one was heartbroken.
Of course, he wasn't just weary of being hurt.
He actively cooperated with as things got worse.
I mobilized the rchant Dining Brushes to confess everything that happened within the Empire.
Be ticulous without missing anything.
If it was natural, it was natural.
There were only two futures left for Montpellier now that he had lost almost every foundation.
Stay in the Kingdom and retain the title of Ambassador.
Go back to the Empire and hit a static knife.
And the future he chose was the forr.
[I will do all my loyalty. Trust this ti.]
I was desperate to hear his voice coming from beyond the crystal ball.
[Emperor bastard. Emperor fucker.]
Nevertheless, even before , His Majesty, His Majesty, the one who was on the street, uttered all kinds of profanities against the Emperor.
Filled the neckline and rolled like a dog, it really looked like a dog.
"Let's go back and talk. "
I made no promises about his future. There were so many people who shed tears because of the harm he inflicted on the kingdom.
If he was still alive at the price, I was going to go and collect him.
[I will only trust you. Hail Prince Idrian Leonberger! The Rising Star of the Kingdom [...]
I take my hands off the crystal ball, spilling his voice like a scream.
And the next day.
With the exception of a hundred knights killed in the last war, six hundred knights and a hundred court knights were standing in front of the South Gate of Winter Castle. Fully ard rangers and heavy-ard gunn were also with him.
"I'm ready. "
Old knights and masters surrounded .
"Be careful. "
Vincent, who had been following for a long ti through the South Gate, said good-bye.
"Co back and see . "
I also greeted him as I would see him again tomorrow.
"May the prince have so luck! "
Behind my back, I was greeted by the Rangers, and I left the winter.
The cold is gone too, and one day it enters the middle.
As the crown approached, my heart began to beat roughly.
Imdiately after seeing the realities of the kingdom for the first ti, the conversation with the outsider passed through my head.
'Unemployed. I've changed my mind. I'll try. '
I told you this when I saw an outsider with a round eye in my mouth.
"I'm going to try the king. "
Thus, he promised to resurrect the Kingdom of Destiny.
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