We're from the kingdom of Stade. We want to see who's in charge here. "We want to see who's in charge here.
That day, a group of uninvited guests arrived in Vintaria.
"Yes, yes, we can't help you unless you tell us what you're in charge of, but what do you want?
"One of you has contacted the gods to become king!
Masaru sighs, "You've finally arrived. Masaru sighs, wondering if he's finally arrived.
"Okay, guys, I'll deal with them. Everyone go back to what you do. I'll take care of them. This way.
That's all Masaru said, and he headed out the gate.
"You're outside, aren't you? Why are we going there?
What makes you think you can enter the city uninvited? Why do you think I let you into the city if you're not invited? Follow me.
"What? You know we represent the Kingdom of Stade and you're treating us like that?
"What's the Kingdom of Stadt? ......... It's a self-proclaimed kingdom that's not authorized by the gods. I don't know.
I'm not sure if you've heard of it or not. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
So what exactly are your requirements? You can't get an appointment with the gods, by the way. "What?
What the hell? What do you know and what authority do you think you have?
What do I know? I know that you're trying to get the gods to bless you, and that the gods hate what you're doing... oh, and that your country... well, technically it's not even a country, the land you're unjustly occupying is officially called the Kingdom of Greitas. The land you unjustly occupy is officially under the control of the Kingdom of Greitas and the Kingdom of Bazelarka. "What?
What the hell? What does that mean? .... What does that mean?
"What the hell is that? Is that all you know how to say?
The self-proclaimed representatives of the kingdom draw their weapons one after another in response to Masaru's provocation: ....
I'm sure you know what will happen if you anger us with this difference in numbers!
In addition to the lack of personality, Masaru can only sigh that he should have attacked her before saying such a thing.
"Well... what makes you think that five, ten, thirteen people can beat us?
"...Us?
While Masaru was talking to the people from Stadt, Lancelot, who heard the commotion, was happily hiding behind his favorite large sword, waiting for his turn. When Lancelot saw that they had drawn their weapons, he was already happily seated behind them.
"Oh, he's the commander of Portalyme, hero of the Kingdom of Greitas. Some call him just a fighter. Just call him a fighter.
Masaru also raised his weapon. It's a new iron whip I made since I got some adamantite. It's a weapon that requires a high level of skill to use and has fallen into disuse due to the development of bladed weapons.
"Well, Lancelot! Don't kill me, okay?
Yes, sir! You guys are going to have a lot of fun!
About forty seconds later, the thirteen men were prostrate on the ground.
Did you enjoy that? Wasn't it enough for you?
"Of course it's not enough! These guys deserve a little more than that, don't they?
So, if I told you I had a chance to go on a rampage as a bonus, would you help me?
I'm in! Take him for sure!
If I'm not back in two days, I'll be pissed. The goal is three hours. We're going to take Fort Reyzard.
The land that the Kingdom of Stadt occupies is also a place they've created for themselves by unjustly settling in a fortress they've just built.
What? I'm not sure how long it will take. I don't know. Are you calling in some troops?
I've asked the Kingdom of Grettus to send a squad to take care of things later, but they'll stay nearby and not participate in the assault. Or are you worried? Or are you worried?
No, I'm not worried.
I'm going to enjoy hunting for the first time in a long time. I'm going to enjoy hunting for the first time in a long time. I've received a request for no-kill, so let's go for it.
They are all given a healing spell and locked in a room made of stone outside the city with no entrance or exit. The only way to get out is to remove the giant stone at the entrance with an item box like Masaru did, or break the 1 meter thick stone wall with your bare hands.
Don't worry, it's probably more comfortable than Kazan where Sun Wukong was. 〜〜〜〜〜〜〜
Of course, there was no one to tell me which one was the Lion of the West, and my joke just echoed off the cold stone wall and disappeared. ....