Lord of the Skill

to meet

“Phew……. ”

“Sick of them. ”

“How many days?”

“It's already full. ”

“At least I'm glad. At first, I wanted to see what really happened, but now they're fighting amongst themselves. ”

The ruined walls of the old fortress are temporarily blocked and repaired.

“Hey, Kim. ”

“Why?”

“Do you really think he'll come? ”

Kim Jinman, who is looking down on the wall of the keep, leans against his spear, exhausted.

“I don't know. ”

“But don't you think he'll show up salty? Just like then.”

“Don't get your hopes up. Now I'd rather they fight amongst themselves and get tired of the sheaves and disappear. ”

“Is that so…. ”

A full-time battle.

I am exhausted, but those in Trammel cannot give up on this place.

I don't know what a throne is or what this is, but I know at least one here. That the people who get here will be the ones who can change the game. ’

It was never easy to decide the journey to Trammel according to Kang Chan-suk's words.

There are quite a few people in three Nodes who didn't follow the throne seat.

Kim Jinman grudgingly said, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but admit that he was also waiting for him.

I'll never forget the thrill of the Lizardmen's raid when he showed up.

‘Come quickly.... I can't hold on much longer. ’

“Heavy heat.”

* * *

“Damn it!! Where did those guys come from? Isn't everyone in the North all together? ”

“To the left!! Block left!! ”

“It's no use trying to fix things between us! ”

“Shut up! Then give it up! ”

Battlefield.

There was already a lot of blood on the ground.

Dozens to large hundreds of people collided in front of Trammel.

The most prominent among them were Philip Roen's spearmen.

Like his soldiers, he received the class "Spearman" during his first shift at the Flaming Tower.

In a sense, it was a common class with nothing compared to other strong people.

But...

Shhh!!!

Philip Roen holds an old spear and shakes it sharply, piercing the soldier's neck.

Without stopping there, he once again rolls the window over his head and slams it up and down toward the front.

Kuaaang...!!!

At that moment, the ordinary old spear blade temporarily darkened and split the soldiers' limbs exactly vertically.

The flesh flew in all directions along with the thunderous blast was enough to make Philip Roen feel appalled.

“Phew……. ”

You sweep away the messy hair and spew out the breath he held.

A young face that looks early twenties.

Unlike dark eyebrows, smooth skin did not look like this battlefield.

Jubbuck... Jubbuck...

He raises a large spear up and walks toward the enemy. The soldiers who saw his dance a moment ago did not rush to him.

“Who is your leader? ”

“ ……. ”

Despite his questions, they gave no answer. Philip frowned and said.

“I'll kill them all. ”

The soldier standing in front of Philip cries out in horror.

“Th-there!! ”

The place his finger pointed to was behind Philip.

“Hmm?"

A moment ago, he was the man who abandoned the two cavities.

Philip Roen looks at the corpse for a moment.

I don't even remember his name.

“Waaaaaah!! ”

Philip's soldiers, who are intuitive of victory, raise their spears as they shout.

“Kill him!”

“Don't leave a single one!! ”

The morale of the soldiers who had just faced their shouts that shook the ground fell to the ground.

Soldiers who abandon their weapons and scatter to the winds.

Those who lost their leader were merely a diversion.

“Sa, help me!! ”

“Ahhhh...! ”

It was over the moment I saw my back.

I could see how cruel it can be for soldiers who stab their spears without cause.

“ ……. ”

Philip Roen raises his head.

There are small and large battles going on.

‘This way, it doesn't end. If you don't take him down. ’

A man looking at himself on a hill.

Anyone in the North who seeks the throne would have heard his name at least once.

‘Reynolds. ’

Philip gives strength to the hand that holds the spear.

It was then.

“Hey."

“ ……!!! ”

With a chilly backbone, he hurriedly turns and poses himself.

Instinct defensive posture with knees bent and maxillary forward.

There was a man standing there covered in dust.

Very tired.

With open eyes, he looks at himself and raises his dry lips.

“Out of my way.”

* * *

“Come on, Salman. ”

“Oh, it's nothing. Bishop. ”

A few days after escaping the herd of blue lions headed for the altar, he did not say a word.

Raell asked, looking at him differently than usual.

“Tell me about it. ”

“ ……. ”

Salman who was worrying opened his mouth slowly.

“Bishop, we are the strongest and the right to receive the will of God. ”

“Yes. That's why Rocksmouth entrusts us, the blue lions. ”

“But……. ”

Salman stretches out his palms.

Burns like fire.

His clumsy, hard-looking hands grip the hammer.

It was just a tie.

When I stopped an attack with fever smaller than myself, I couldn't help but be surprised.

I've never experienced such power before.

The enemy in front of you is crushed and trampled. But for the first time, he sensed danger when he confronted a man called Forced Heat.

‘Ever since I became an altar paladin, I've had this experience. ’

I thought I was the best.

In addition, God's grace made ranking up faster because of the ‘special method’ unlike others.

Raell Stalen said there is no ranker higher than himself.

The first start is the first class of discipline.

But soon, in recognition of his abilities, he gained a new job through Rocksmouth's choice.

Secondary job, Paladin.

He was the first and only B ranker on the continent without a doubt filled with strong strength, stamina, and unbelievable belief.

That's a man named Salman.

‘I am the Lion of God. ’

Yeah, I don't doubt that belief.

It's just...

The feeble attack that was a moment but pushed him away is not forgotten in his mind.

“Salman.”

Rael calls him.

“Yes.”

“What did Lakshmoor say to us? ”

“The more you punish heretics, the stronger you will become. ”

She nods, satisfied with his answer.

“Killing 100 will make you that strong, and killing 1,000 will give you ten times the power. That's the trust Salman gave you. ”

“ ……. ”

“You can kill the heretics in accordance with the trust. Then God will give you more power. You can only execute 1,800 people now. ”

Raell Stalen nods.

“The continent is vast and heretics are as numerous as ants. And they don't need to distinguish between indigenous and expats. ”

I felt relieved when I saw her smile with a gentle smile.

‘Yes, I'm still lacking in tribute. ’

It's so simple.

If it's not enough, just fill it up more.

‘Purge 1,000, or 10,000, and I will be stronger. ’

Raell smiles at Salman.

“Everything is God's will. ”

* * *

“Hmm……. That's impressive. That's Philip Roen? ”

“Yes, it is. ”

“I like it. I'd like to get them on our side if possible. ”

“The class is a common spearer, but his spear is unusual. Rumor has it one of the Indigenous peoples learned it from Hidden Quests. His spear was also given to him by his master. A Grade B Epic item called 'Black Charm'. The acquisition route has not been determined yet. ”

“This much indigenous skill.... Interesting.”

A man looking down with his arms folded, listening to the description of the three underlings standing behind his back.

As if he were watching an amusing match, he was interested in seeing the progress he was making with Trammel in front of him.

Without even the soldiers, he was overconfident in his skills.

“You look familiar with command of your troops. Hmm... I wonder what he did in real life. ”

“Would you like to take a closer look? Do you want me to get him?”

Three men standing behind Reynolds.

Except Kenneth and Allan, the other one turned his head to the Oleback and came forward as soon as his words dropped.

“Oh, no. Not so fast, Khan. It's still more fun to watch. ”

“Huge.”

A muscle-bound man called Khan nods his head as if to say a word, and Kennis smiles and taps his shoulder lightly.

“They seem reluctant to fight us, too. They know it won't work if they lose their strength. ”

“Kenneth, not necessarily. ”

He looks at the hill on the other side and says,

“A big bear still hasn't moved. ”

“Ahem……. ”

The man staring at himself with his arms folded.

He had a big fist that looked like it would be twice as big as anyone else.

“Bae Shin, I've never seen anything like it. I hear you've made quite a name for yourself in the Northwest. ”

“Well, he's just a powerhouse class, and when you think about the importance of first class, he's not careful. There will be no one to follow the commander. ”

“Hmm, I heard no one beats him with strength.... ”

He laughed and said in a loud smile.

“Khan, what do you think? ”

“…… Just give me a shout. I'll give you a silent treatment. ”

“Hehe.”

In his prank, Khan confidently sweeps his head away.

“Bear versus king Kong……. It's worth a look.”

“Nu, who is King Kong? ”

“Hahahaha!”

The three who were there laughed out loud, as if the reaction was funny, because of the sticky slots in Alan's words.

But...

“… huh? ”

Immediately, a static stream flows over the hill.

It was only for a short time.

The time I turned my gaze from looking down the hill to the Bay God.

But…….

“The man who collapsed there.... ”

Kenneth doubted his eyes.

The man who slashed his opponent with a ferocious dance just a moment ago is now stretching to a large position.

“No way, Philip Roen? ”

It's noisy down the hill. The soldiers who slaughtered the fleeing enemies were sure of victory, but they couldn't figure out what was going on. They swooped around him and collapsed.

“Found it.”

“ ……!!! ”

A man walking up the hill.

“Who are you!!! ”

The car protrudes forward and grabs his fist. However, even as he shouted, the man walked forward without hesitation.

“Did... did you come up from down there?" ”

Kennis opens his eyes to the man.

Hundreds of people were tangled up all over the battlefield. Coming up here by yourself won't be easy, because there was even a little girl in a man's arms.

Jubbuck.

Tuck.

The man's footsteps stopped.

Instead of a sponge that can't fly properly because of the archers, he crosses the trammel where the soldiers are tangled.

To meet one person.

No, I don't.

For one man.

How many soldiers have they broken through here?

A man covered in dust and blood who may or may not belong to someone.

“We meet at last. ”

Heatless looked at a young man with a glowing lemon hair that was close to silver without dust as opposed to his own.

“Reynolds. ”