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People heading to Dmitry (1)
The great house of Valhalla, Count Clive.
Count Clive looked at the object on the desk with a puzzled look.
" What does this mean?"
"As you can see, this is a resignation letter. I have received a lot of help from the Clive family, but I have decided that I can no longer carry out my will here."
No! no way!
????
Count Clive was furious and tore up his resignation letter.
A man with a resignation letter.
A swordsman named Logan was ranked 19th in the Valhalla Rankings.
Three years ago, the Clive family had been invited from the outside with a large sum of money, and the fact that he belonged to the Clive family gave people a high appreciation for the value of the family.
But suddenly you want to leave the family.
I thought that he had treated me well without any shortcomings, so for Earl Clive, it was like a lightning bolt.
"Where are you? Who dared to tinker with the Clive family's swordsman? Halton? Marcal? I don't know which family made such a great offer, but I can't offer you a better deal than that. Logan. You are now a member of the Clive family. If it is revealed to the world that you have left the Clive family and transferred to another family, Clive's status will inevitably fall to the bottom!
The voice rose.
It was a sensitive matter, and the excitement could hardly be quenched.
3 years ago.
As Earl Clive said, Logan accepted the invitation and granted their request with full support.
It was a win-win relationship with each other.
Not long ago, he had no intention of leaving Clive, but recent events caused a great stir in Logan's mind.
said Logan.
"I have no intention of leaving for another family in Valhalla."
"Then why? Why are you leaving Clive!"
" I think the Count will remember the case of Roman Dmitry. Roman Dmitry accepted the festivities even though he knew that Valhalla was seeking his life, and alone proved his worth by defeating Morales and other swordsmen. And Barbossa. Unable to block his attacks ten times, he fell to the ground, dripping blood. At that moment, I felt my heart heat up."
A seat in the audience.
Logan was there.
As he gazed at the overwhelming force of Roman Dmitry, he felt that a warrior god had descended from the sky.
"Valhalla has lost its romance. It was right to bring back Roman Dmitry, the victor of the festival, well, but as if they were treating us like blind artisans, the attack of the Kronos Empire had nothing to do with Valhalla. Count. There is no future I think of on this earth. If you want to live with honor as a warrior, at least you cannot remain a warrior of Valhalla."
It was a difficult decision.
Born in Valhalla and living on this land for the rest of his life, it was not an easy decision for him to leave in search of a new dream.
Meanwhile, I heard a rumor.
It was about Roman Dmitry looking for an enlisted man, and Logan's heart raced like crazy from the fact that he could receive his teachings.
19th place fame?
It meant nothing.
Roman Dmitry, who had defeated Barbossa, was something that even himself should look up to.
Besides.
Hearing about the treatment of the casualties, Logan decided to part with the Clive family.
"I intend to leave for Dmitry. There is no way to stop my decision under any conditions. It's not that life at Clive was unsatisfactory, but Dmitry's dream of becoming a warrior is just that. Thank you so much for that."
bowed his head.
Count Clive looked at Logan's back as he turned around, with empty eyes.
* * *
Things like Logan didn't just happen in Valhalla.
from around the continent.
people flocked
The inn in Adelian, a stopover, was more crowded than ever with people from different countries.
widely.
"Big."
The bald man put his beer mug down roughly.
He glanced at the man around him, and spoke naturally.
"I think he ate some knife rice, where did you come from?"
The man who asked the question.
The snake-eyed man grinned.
"I am from Frank."
"Frankrani. Why did you come all the way here?"
"The reason isn't obvious. Dmitry's hero was looking for a private soldier, so he threw everything he was doing and ran for a month. I've heard that Dmitry treats 'the casualties' with certainty. If you live at the tip of a sword, wouldn't it be better to have someone who doesn't take death lightly?
"That's right, hahahaha."
The bald man laughed bitterly.
He may be competing in the future, but he enjoyed this moment with the snake-eyed man, clinking glasses of beer.
His investigation continued.
When I asked the people in the inn why they had come to Dmitry, various answers came back.
"I heard the story of a man named Henderson who was a member of Dmitry. When I heard that I started as a farmer and was registered as a national meritorious person, my heart was boiling and I could not sleep at all. In Umberto, he worked as a knight of a decent family, but what does that mean now?"
"I am from Cairo. Actually, transferring from Cairo to Dmitry is a sensitive matter, but I couldn't shake the memories of following Roman Dmitry on the battlefield. He is God. I always lead the soldiers at the vanguard... Big, if I can accommodate such a person, there is no time left for me to die."
" I am a refugee from Odelia. Now that we have lost our country anyway, I want to devote myself to the country that is responsible for the safety of the people."
The bald man was from Hector.
It was truly a gathering of people from all over the world.
Roman Dmitry's steps, the system that treated the casualties, and his strong desire for swordsmanship.
They had no choice but to be drawn to Dmitry's enlistment.
Of course, there was a lot of noise in the process of leaving my hometown, but even if I was not guaranteed to pass, I had a strong desire to give it a try.
The gaze of the bald man turned to the corner.
It was a man wearing a robe, but the way he ate food alone caught his eye strangely.
"Hey, where are you from there?"
Startle.
I stopped cutting the knife.
Robyn raised his head, and said in a lowly voice.
"I am from Frank. I don't want to be part of the conversation, so don't talk anymore."
"Ah, a lie."
to a stiff reaction.
The snake-eyed man smiled.
Although he was from the Franks, he wandered the continent, and immediately recognized the accent of the Robbins.
"The Franks do not speak that way. From my experience, maybe... Kronos. You're from the Kronos Empire, aren't you?
Moment.
The atmosphere stiffened.
Kronos Empire.
Even in all other countries, the origin of Kronos, the culprit of the Continental War, was unacceptable.
* * *
after.
Robyn took a deep breath.
Then.
He put down his knife and looked at the people who were looking at him.
Yes. From Kronos."
" At least from the Kronos Empire, shouldn't Dmitry accept Dmitry's enlistment? Even if that is the case, since there are no special restrictions. Why did you make this choice?"
Everyone was curious.
Kronos is an empire.
A native of the most powerful country on the continent, I would say that he would pass the test of following Roman Dmitry, who was the head of an enemy country not so long ago.
Unless it was a spy, I couldn't readily understand it.
Since they were all romantic towards Roman Dmitry, I could not look at the people of the Kronos Empire well.
Robyn said.
"I understand that you are reacting like that because you are from a hostile country. But I'm tired of the vicious behavior of the Kronos Empire. Kronos blew up Odelia's capital even though he had a partnership, and killed Baron Charlton, a member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, over this negotiation. Do you know why? For bowing to Roman Dmitry's demands, Baron Charlton was forced to accept death without any compensation for the time he had devoted to the Empire. Kronos is a scary country. As the father of at least one family, I have decided that I cannot raise my children in such a country."
It was more of a human story than I thought.
People's expressions changed, and their eyes showed surprise.
"The Kronos Empire is the most powerful country on the continent. Not everyone can deny this fact. However, when Dmitry sets 1 million gold as a war reward, the Kronos Empire has more money than that, but nothing is said. How vain is this? As someone who has done so much for the Kronos Empire, I would like to swear allegiance to someone who secures my future. And when I heard that Henderson was registered as a national meritorious person. Even at the risk of crossing the borders of the Empire, I felt the desire to be tested by Dmitry."
crossing borders.
It was a dangerous moment.
He bribed the guards of the Warp Gate with his fortune, and left the empire as if he was on a night escape with his family.
Robyn gulped down the beer.
In the inn room, my wife and children were trembling with fear.
Because Kronos severely punishes traitors.
There was a fear of being discovered, so only the robins moved out and delivered the food directly to the inn room.
The bald man said as if muttering.
"This is true. If people flock to the Kronos Empire, it will be very difficult to pass the exam."
his words.
It was something everyone could agree on.
Robyn's momentum was not serious.
If even such a strong person hoped to pass, the competition in the future was bound to be fierce.
they begged
Please, there are not many competitors.
If rivals flocked only to common sense, they thought they would somehow pass the test.
* * *
Dmitry's Boulevard.
Commander of the Knights Jonathan, moved for a special purpose.
"Captain of the Knights. How much do you think people are applying for this exam?"
by his side.
asked the driver who was walking along.
The Knights Commander Jonathan showed a sign of contemplation for a while, then showed his imagination and made a prediction.
"In the past, even when Master Roman did not have the status he is today, quite a number of people flocked to the area. It was different then and now. Master Roman became the successor of the Principality of Dmitry, and although he did not play an official ranking match, he is a powerful person who will rise to the top of the new ranking."
Crackle, clack.
I saw people pulling carts beside me.
In the pile of papers piled up in the pile, Commander Jonathan didn't pay special attention.
"Even within Dmitry, 'private soldiers' serving Master Roman are treated as an exception. It was said that a large number of the soldiers of the Principality of Dmitry also take the test, so maybe ten thousand people will pass the test."
" ten thousand people It's amazing."
Again.
A cart passed by.
From what Captain Jonathan remembered, there was no need to show such a sight.
"The filing period for this enlistment recruitment is one week from now. My honest opinion is that perhaps thousands of people will come today, and it will gradually decrease, and then it may exceed 10,000 in the entire week. So let's hurry up We have to help the people at the reception to make sure there are no problems with the documents."
Okay.
hastened to walk
their role.
This was to help with document verification.
It would be up to Hao-Mun to pinpoint the identities later, and they wanted to first filter out people by ascertaining the basic reasons for disqualification.
If there are people who fall outside the qualifications set by Roman Dmitry. They will lose their eligibility to participate without needing to verify their identity.
It took about an hour to receive the documents.
I thought there would be enough papers piled up, but when I arrived, the reception desk looked like a battlefield.
"Hurry up, move fast!"
"The papers are pouring out there!"
"You crazy bastard! Calm down!"
angry people.
among them.
The man who seemed to be in charge turned to Jonathan Knight Commander with a weeping face.
" Captain Jonathan Knight! Please, save us. In just an hour, we already had over 10,000 applicants!"
at that word.
Captain Jonathan's face was colored with astonishment.
I found out then
People carrying carts on the way to the reception desk.
That the piles of paperwork piled up in the cart were all applications expressing their intention to take the exam.
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People heading to Dmitry (1)
The great house of Valhalla, Count Clive.
Count Clive looked at the object on the desk with a puzzled look.
" What does this mean?"
"As you can see, this is a resignation letter. I have received a lot of help from the Clive family, but I have decided that I can no longer carry out my will here."
No! no way!
????
Count Clive was furious and tore up his resignation letter.
A man with a resignation letter.
A swordsman named Logan was ranked 19th in the Valhalla Rankings.
Three years ago, the Clive family had been invited from the outside with a large sum of money, and the fact that he belonged to the Clive family gave people a high appreciation for the value of the family.
But suddenly you want to leave the family.
I thought that he had treated me well without any shortcomings, so for Earl Clive, it was like a lightning bolt.
"Where are you? Who dared to tinker with the Clive family's swordsman? Halton? Marcal? I don't know which family made such a great offer, but I can't offer you a better deal than that. Logan. You are now a member of the Clive family. If it is revealed to the world that you have left the Clive family and transferred to another family, Clive's status will inevitably fall to the bottom!
The voice rose.
It was a sensitive matter, and the excitement could hardly be quenched.
3 years ago.
As Earl Clive said, Logan accepted the invitation and granted their request with full support.
It was a win-win relationship with each other.
Not long ago, he had no intention of leaving Clive, but recent events caused a great stir in Logan's mind.
said Logan.
"I have no intention of leaving for another family in Valhalla."
"Then why? Why are you leaving Clive!"
" I think the Count will remember the case of Roman Dmitry. Roman Dmitry accepted the festivities even though he knew that Valhalla was seeking his life, and alone proved his worth by defeating Morales and other swordsmen. And Barbossa. Unable to block his attacks ten times, he fell to the ground, dripping blood. At that moment, I felt my heart heat up."
A seat in the audience.
Logan was there.
As he gazed at the overwhelming force of Roman Dmitry, he felt that a warrior god had descended from the sky.
"Valhalla has lost its romance. It was right to bring back Roman Dmitry, the victor of the festival, well, but as if they were treating us like blind artisans, the attack of the Kronos Empire had nothing to do with Valhalla. Count. There is no future I think of on this earth. If you want to live with honor as a warrior, at least you cannot remain a warrior of Valhalla."
It was a difficult decision.
Born in Valhalla and living on this land for the rest of his life, it was not an easy decision for him to leave in search of a new dream.
Meanwhile, I heard a rumor.
It was about Roman Dmitry looking for an enlisted man, and Logan's heart raced like crazy from the fact that he could receive his teachings.
19th place fame?
It meant nothing.
Roman Dmitry, who had defeated Barbossa, was something that even himself should look up to.
Besides.
Hearing about the treatment of the casualties, Logan decided to part with the Clive family.
"I intend to leave for Dmitry. There is no way to stop my decision under any conditions. It's not that life at Clive was unsatisfactory, but Dmitry's dream of becoming a warrior is just that. Thank you so much for that."
bowed his head.
Count Clive looked at Logan's back as he turned around, with empty eyes.
* * *
Things like Logan didn't just happen in Valhalla.
from around the continent.
people flocked
The inn in Adelian, a stopover, was more crowded than ever with people from different countries.
widely.
"Big."
The bald man put his beer mug down roughly.
He glanced at the man around him, and spoke naturally.
"I think he ate some knife rice, where did you come from?"
The man who asked the question.
The snake-eyed man grinned.
"I am from Frank."
"Frankrani. Why did you come all the way here?"
"The reason isn't obvious. Dmitry's hero was looking for a private soldier, so he threw everything he was doing and ran for a month. I've heard that Dmitry treats 'the casualties' with certainty. If you live at the tip of a sword, wouldn't it be better to have someone who doesn't take death lightly?
"That's right, hahahaha."
The bald man laughed bitterly.
He may be competing in the future, but he enjoyed this moment with the snake-eyed man, clinking glasses of beer.
His investigation continued.
When I asked the people in the inn why they had come to Dmitry, various answers came back.
"I heard the story of a man named Henderson who was a member of Dmitry. When I heard that I started as a farmer and was registered as a national meritorious person, my heart was boiling and I could not sleep at all. In Umberto, he worked as a knight of a decent family, but what does that mean now?"
"I am from Cairo. Actually, transferring from Cairo to Dmitry is a sensitive matter, but I couldn't shake the memories of following Roman Dmitry on the battlefield. He is God. I always lead the soldiers at the vanguard... Big, if I can accommodate such a person, there is no time left for me to die."
" I am a refugee from Odelia. Now that we have lost our country anyway, I want to devote myself to the country that is responsible for the safety of the people."
The bald man was from Hector.
It was truly a gathering of people from all over the world.
Roman Dmitry's steps, the system that treated the casualties, and his strong desire for swordsmanship.
They had no choice but to be drawn to Dmitry's enlistment.
Of course, there was a lot of noise in the process of leaving my hometown, but even if I was not guaranteed to pass, I had a strong desire to give it a try.
The gaze of the bald man turned to the corner.
It was a man wearing a robe, but the way he ate food alone caught his eye strangely.
"Hey, where are you from there?"
Startle.
I stopped cutting the knife.
Robyn raised his head, and said in a lowly voice.
"I am from Frank. I don't want to be part of the conversation, so don't talk anymore."
"Ah, a lie."
to a stiff reaction.
The snake-eyed man smiled.
Although he was from the Franks, he wandered the continent, and immediately recognized the accent of the Robbins.
"The Franks do not speak that way. From my experience, maybe... Kronos. You're from the Kronos Empire, aren't you?
Moment.
The atmosphere stiffened.
Kronos Empire.
Even in all other countries, the origin of Kronos, the culprit of the Continental War, was unacceptable.
* * *
after.
Robyn took a deep breath.
Then.
He put down his knife and looked at the people who were looking at him.
Yes. From Kronos."
" At least from the Kronos Empire, shouldn't Dmitry accept Dmitry's enlistment? Even if that is the case, since there are no special restrictions. Why did you make this choice?"
Everyone was curious.
Kronos is an empire.
A native of the most powerful country on the continent, I would say that he would pass the test of following Roman Dmitry, who was the head of an enemy country not so long ago.
Unless it was a spy, I couldn't readily understand it.
Since they were all romantic towards Roman Dmitry, I could not look at the people of the Kronos Empire well.
Robyn said.
"I understand that you are reacting like that because you are from a hostile country. But I'm tired of the vicious behavior of the Kronos Empire. Kronos blew up Odelia's capital even though he had a partnership, and killed Baron Charlton, a member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, over this negotiation. Do you know why? For bowing to Roman Dmitry's demands, Baron Charlton was forced to accept death without any compensation for the time he had devoted to the Empire. Kronos is a scary country. As the father of at least one family, I have decided that I cannot raise my children in such a country."
It was more of a human story than I thought.
People's expressions changed, and their eyes showed surprise.
"The Kronos Empire is the most powerful country on the continent. Not everyone can deny this fact. However, when Dmitry sets 1 million gold as a war reward, the Kronos Empire has more money than that, but nothing is said. How vain is this? As someone who has done so much for the Kronos Empire, I would like to swear allegiance to someone who secures my future. And when I heard that Henderson was registered as a national meritorious person. Even at the risk of crossing the borders of the Empire, I felt the desire to be tested by Dmitry."
crossing borders.
It was a dangerous moment.
He bribed the guards of the Warp Gate with his fortune, and left the empire as if he was on a night escape with his family.
Robyn gulped down the beer.
In the inn room, my wife and children were trembling with fear.
Because Kronos severely punishes traitors.
There was a fear of being discovered, so only the robins moved out and delivered the food directly to the inn room.
The bald man said as if muttering.
"This is true. If people flock to the Kronos Empire, it will be very difficult to pass the exam."
his words.
It was something everyone could agree on.
Robyn's momentum was not serious.
If even such a strong person hoped to pass, the competition in the future was bound to be fierce.
they begged
Please, there are not many competitors.
If rivals flocked only to common sense, they thought they would somehow pass the test.
* * *
Dmitry's Boulevard.
Commander of the Knights Jonathan, moved for a special purpose.
"Captain of the Knights. How much do you think people are applying for this exam?"
by his side.
asked the driver who was walking along.
The Knights Commander Jonathan showed a sign of contemplation for a while, then showed his imagination and made a prediction.
"In the past, even when Master Roman did not have the status he is today, quite a number of people flocked to the area. It was different then and now. Master Roman became the successor of the Principality of Dmitry, and although he did not play an official ranking match, he is a powerful person who will rise to the top of the new ranking."
Crackle, clack.
I saw people pulling carts beside me.
In the pile of papers piled up in the pile, Commander Jonathan didn't pay special attention.
"Even within Dmitry, 'private soldiers' serving Master Roman are treated as an exception. It was said that a large number of the soldiers of the Principality of Dmitry also take the test, so maybe ten thousand people will pass the test."
" ten thousand people It's amazing."
Again.
A cart passed by.
From what Captain Jonathan remembered, there was no need to show such a sight.
"The filing period for this enlistment recruitment is one week from now. My honest opinion is that perhaps thousands of people will come today, and it will gradually decrease, and then it may exceed 10,000 in the entire week. So let's hurry up We have to help the people at the reception to make sure there are no problems with the documents."
Okay.
hastened to walk
their role.
This was to help with document verification.
It would be up to Hao-Mun to pinpoint the identities later, and they wanted to first filter out people by ascertaining the basic reasons for disqualification.
If there are people who fall outside the qualifications set by Roman Dmitry. They will lose their eligibility to participate without needing to verify their identity.
It took about an hour to receive the documents.
I thought there would be enough papers piled up, but when I arrived, the reception desk looked like a battlefield.
"Hurry up, move fast!"
"The papers are pouring out there!"
"You crazy bastard! Calm down!"
angry people.
among them.
The man who seemed to be in charge turned to Jonathan Knight Commander with a weeping face.
" Captain Jonathan Knight! Please, save us. In just an hour, we already had over 10,000 applicants!"
at that word.
Captain Jonathan's face was colored with astonishment.
I found out then
People carrying carts on the way to the reception desk.
That the piles of paperwork piled up in the cart were all applications expressing their intention to take the exam.
People heading to Dmitry 1 The great house of Valhalla, Count Clive. Count Clive looked at the object on the desk with a puzzled look. " What does this mean?" "As you can see, this is a resignation letter. I have received a lot of help from the Clive family, but I have decided that I can no longer carry out my will here." No! no way! ???? Count Clive was furious and tore up his resignation letter. A man with a resignation letter. A swordsman named Logan was ranked 19th in the Valhalla Rankings. Three years ago, the Clive family had been invited from the outside with a large sum of money, and the fact that he belonged to the Clive family gave people a high appreciation for the value of the family. But suddenly you want to leave the family. I thought that he had treated me well without any shortcomings, so for Earl Clive, it was like a lightning bolt. "Where are you? Who dared to tinker with the Clive family's swordsman? Halton? Marcal? I don't know which family made such a great offer, but I can't offer you a better deal than that. Logan. You are now a member of the Clive family. If it is revealed to the world that you have left the Clive family and transferred to another family, Clive's status will inevitably fall to the bottom! The voice rose. It was a sensitive matter, and the excitement could hardly be quenched. 3 years ago. As Earl Clive said, Logan accepted the invitation and granted their request with full support. It was a win-win relationship with each other. Not long ago, he had no intention of leaving Clive, but recent events caused a great stir in Logan's mind. said Logan. "I have no intention of leaving for another family in Valhalla." "Then why? Why are you leaving Clive!" " I think the Count will remember the case of Roman Dmitry. Roman Dmitry accepted the festivities even though he knew that Valhalla was seeking his life, and alone proved his worth by defeating Morales and other swordsmen. And Barbossa. Unable to block his attacks ten times, he fell to the ground, dripping blood. At that moment, I felt my heart heat up." A seat in the audience. Logan was there. As he gazed at the overwhelming force of Roman Dmitry, he felt that a warrior god had descended from the sky. "Valhalla has lost its romance. It was right to bring back Roman Dmitry, the victor of the festival, well, but as if they were treating us like blind artisans, the attack of the Kronos Empire had nothing to do with Valhalla. Count. There is no future I think of on this earth. If you want to live with honor as a warrior, at least you cannot remain a warrior of Valhalla." It was a difficult decision. Born in Valhalla and living on this land for the rest of his life, it was not an easy decision for him to leave in search of a new dream. Meanwhile, I heard a rumor. It was about Roman Dmitry looking for an enlisted man, and Logan's heart raced like crazy from the fact that he could receive his teachings. 19th place fame? It meant nothing. Roman Dmitry, who had defeated Barbossa, was something that even himself should look up to. Besides. Hearing about the treatment of the casualties, Logan decided to part with the Clive family. "I intend to leave for Dmitry. There is no way to stop my decision under any conditions. It's not that life at Clive was unsatisfactory, but Dmitry's dream of becoming a warrior is just that. Thank you so much for that." bowed his head. Count Clive looked at Logan's back as he turned around, with empty eyes. * * * Things like Logan didn't just happen in Valhalla. from around the continent. people flocked The inn in Adelian, a stopover, was more crowded than ever with people from different countries. widely. "Big." The bald man put his beer mug down roughly. He glanced at the man around him, and spoke naturally. "I think he ate some knife rice, where did you come from?" The man who asked the question. The snake-eyed man grinned. "I am from Frank." "Frankrani. Why did you come all the way here?" "The reason isn't obvious. Dmitry's hero was looking for a private soldier, so he threw everything he was doing and ran for a month. I've heard that Dmitry treats 'the casualties' with certainty. If you live at the tip of a sword, wouldn't it be better to have someone who doesn't take death lightly? "That's right, hahahaha." The bald man laughed bitterly. He may be competing in the future, but he enjoyed this moment with the snake-eyed man, clinking glasses of beer. His investigation continued. When I asked the people in the inn why they had come to Dmitry, various answers came back. "I heard the story of a man named Henderson who was a member of Dmitry. When I heard that I started as a farmer and was registered as a national meritorious person, my heart was boiling and I could not sleep at all. In Umberto, he worked as a knight of a decent family, but what does that mean now?" "I am from Cairo. Actually, transferring from Cairo to Dmitry is a sensitive matter, but I couldn't shake the memories of following Roman Dmitry on the battlefield. He is God. I always lead the soldiers at the vanguard... Big, if I can accommodate such a person, there is no time left for me to die." " I am a refugee from Odelia. Now that we have lost our country anyway, I want to devote myself to the country that is responsible for the safety of the people." The bald man was from Hector. It was truly a gathering of people from all over the world. Roman Dmitry's steps, the system that treated the casualties, and his strong desire for swordsmanship. They had no choice but to be drawn to Dmitry's enlistment. Of course, there was a lot of noise in the process of leaving my hometown, but even if I was not guaranteed to pass, I had a strong desire to give it a try. The gaze of the bald man turned to the corner. It was a man wearing a robe, but the way he ate food alone caught his eye strangely. "Hey, where are you from there?" Startle. I stopped cutting the knife. Robyn raised his head, and said in a lowly voice. "I am from Frank. I don't want to be part of the conversation, so don't talk anymore." "Ah, a lie." to a stiff reaction. The snake-eyed man smiled. Although he was from the Franks, he wandered the continent, and immediately recognized the accent of the Robbins. "The Franks do not speak that way. From my experience, maybe... Kronos. You're from the Kronos Empire, aren't you? Moment. The atmosphere stiffened. Kronos Empire. Even in all other countries, the origin of Kronos, the culprit of the Continental War, was unacceptable. * * * after. Robyn took a deep breath. Then. He put down his knife and looked at the people who were looking at him. Yes. From Kronos." " At least from the Kronos Empire, shouldn't Dmitry accept Dmitry's enlistment? Even if that is the case, since there are no special restrictions. Why did you make this choice?" Everyone was curious. Kronos is an empire. A native of the most powerful country on the continent, I would say that he would pass the test of following Roman Dmitry, who was the head of an enemy country not so long ago. Unless it was a spy, I couldn't readily understand it. Since they were all romantic towards Roman Dmitry, I could not look at the people of the Kronos Empire well. Robyn said. "I understand that you are reacting like that because you are from a hostile country. But I'm tired of the vicious behavior of the Kronos Empire. Kronos blew up Odelia's capital even though he had a partnership, and killed Baron Charlton, a member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, over this negotiation. Do you know why? For bowing to Roman Dmitry's demands, Baron Charlton was forced to accept death without any compensation for the time he had devoted to the Empire. Kronos is a scary country. As the father of at least one family, I have decided that I cannot raise my children in such a country." It was more of a human story than I thought. People's expressions changed, and their eyes showed surprise. "The Kronos Empire is the most powerful country on the continent. Not everyone can deny this fact. However, when Dmitry sets 1 million gold as a war reward, the Kronos Empire has more money than that, but nothing is said. How vain is this? As someone who has done so much for the Kronos Empire, I would like to swear allegiance to someone who secures my future. And when I heard that Henderson was registered as a national meritorious person. Even at the risk of crossing the borders of the Empire, I felt the desire to be tested by Dmitry." crossing borders. It was a dangerous moment. He bribed the guards of the Warp Gate with his fortune, and left the empire as if he was on a night escape with his family. Robyn gulped down the beer. In the inn room, my wife and children were trembling with fear. Because Kronos severely punishes traitors. There was a fear of being discovered, so only the robins moved out and delivered the food directly to the inn room. The bald man said as if muttering. "This is true. If people flock to the Kronos Empire, it will be very difficult to pass the exam." his words. It was something everyone could agree on. Robyn's momentum was not serious. If even such a strong person hoped to pass, the competition in the future was bound to be fierce. they begged Please, there are not many competitors. If rivals flocked only to common sense, they thought they would somehow pass the test. * * * Dmitry's Boulevard. Commander of the Knights Jonathan, moved for a special purpose. "Captain of the Knights. How much do you think people are applying for this exam?" by his side. asked the driver who was walking along. The Knights Commander Jonathan showed a sign of contemplation for a while, then showed his imagination and made a prediction. "In the past, even when Master Roman did not have the status he is today, quite a number of people flocked to the area. It was different then and now. Master Roman became the successor of the Principality of Dmitry, and although he did not play an official ranking match, he is a powerful person who will rise to the top of the new ranking." Crackle, clack. I saw people pulling carts beside me. In the pile of papers piled up in the pile, Commander Jonathan didn't pay special attention. "Even within Dmitry, 'private soldiers' serving Master Roman are treated as an exception. It was said that a large number of the soldiers of the Principality of Dmitry also take the test, so maybe ten thousand people will pass the test." " ten thousand people It's amazing." Again. A cart passed by. From what Captain Jonathan remembered, there was no need to show such a sight. "The filing period for this enlistment recruitment is one week from now. My honest opinion is that perhaps thousands of people will come today, and it will gradually decrease, and then it may exceed 10,000 in the entire week. So let's hurry up We have to help the people at the reception to make sure there are no problems with the documents." Okay. hastened to walk their role. This was to help with document verification. It would be up to Hao-Mun to pinpoint the identities later, and they wanted to first filter out people by ascertaining the basic reasons for disqualification. If there are people who fall outside the qualifications set by Roman Dmitry. They will lose their eligibility to participate without needing to verify their identity. It took about an hour to receive the documents. I thought there would be enough papers piled up, but when I arrived, the reception desk looked like a battlefield. "Hurry up, move fast!" "The papers are pouring out there!" "You crazy bastard! Calm down!" angry people. among them. The man who seemed to be in charge turned to Jonathan Knight Commander with a weeping face. " Captain Jonathan Knight! Please, save us. In just an hour, we already had over 10,000 applicants!" at that word. Captain Jonathan's face was colored with astonishment. I found out then People carrying carts on the way to the reception desk. That the piles of paperwork piled up in the cart were all applications expressing their intention to take the exam.
