Episode 377
Chapter 1
Troll city.
The square of Benhaizen, built with the help of the dwarves, was rectangular in shape and could be considered a true ‘national square’.
In fact, every city has a plaza, big or small, and the largest plaza I know of is the plaza of Martega, the capital of Tulcan.
It is so huge and magnificent that it can easily accommodate millions of people.
It has become a symbol of its own, as large as a piece of land.
Don’t you call something like that a landmark?
Anyway, the square in Martegas is so symbolic that my balls were hung on it in my previous life.
And now, the square of Benheizen where I am standing, named after the ancestor of the troll race in the past, is called the Breath of Urte or the Square of Urte, and as far as I know, it is the largest square in the Forest of Demons.
It was symbolic enough and could accommodate at least 700,000 people, or more.
I stood in the center of it and threw the troll’s head I was holding onto the floor.
Thud, thud-
At that short sound, the trolls nearby slowly turn their heads.
As if I didn’t know.
First of all, the trolls looked at me rather than at their heads as if possessed by something.
Appeared suddenly like a ghost.
Those who were not even conscious of it looked at me one by one.
Groan, groan.
“You’re human… … ?”
“How long have you been there?”
And so on.
The doubts were natural.
If I were to decide to hide my presence, how many people on this continent would be able to detect it?
I can’t even count them on one hand.
That’s when the square started to get noisy.
Next.
A high-pitched scream that rings in your ears.
Gyaaaahh …
This is because the standards are different. Of course, trolls are divided into male and female, and their voice tones are also different.
The screaming just now was from a female troll.
Eww-!!
This is what a male troll shouted.
“Walter… … Chieftain… … ? Why… … ?”
“Why the chieftain… … ?”
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“oh my god.”
Everyone was shocked.
And now I just found out, that troll’s name was Walter.
It looked familiar, but I couldn’t remember the name.
I ignored it and snapped my fingers.
Mana spread out, swiping through all the trolls in the vicinity.
In an instant, the square becomes quiet.
He spoke slowly, looking around.
“I’ll just say two things. Open your ears and listen.”
The number of trolls currently gathered in the square is about 4,000.
“One. You trolls are now incorporated into the Kingdom of Milos.”
Groan, groan.
I tried to make them quiet, but they’re getting noisy again.
I just ignored it.
“Two. You sign a contract with the Kingdom of Milos for the rights to ‘potion distribution’ for the next 50 years. A just price for just blood. Any questions?”
The roaring sound grew louder.
And soon.
Three trolls of enormous size appeared.
The troll standing at the very front.
The momentum is that of a beginner master.
The face… I don’t know.
It looks like a blue awl troll, but it’s a troll I’ve never seen in my past life.
He asked.
“Who are you?”
“Who could it be?”
“… …Jack Valantier, is that right?”
I looked at him silently.
He continues speaking at the look in my eyes that asks, “Who are you?”
“I am Nelson Pukorane, Chieftain of the Blue Fang Trolls and Chieftain of the Trolls.”
Two trolls appeared next to him.
They were both 9th circle mana users, I know them.
One is the red sand troll tribe.
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And the remaining one is the black jewel troll.
I was just talking in passing, but there are four tribes of trolls, and each tribe has a chieftain.
They call them the Chieftains, and this troll who surprised me and now has only a neck left is also a Chieftain.
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These four chieftains vote to elect a great chieftain.
Although there is no king, it is not awkward to call him a king because he is a chieftain who effectively acts as a king.
The term of office is eight years. The remaining three, excluding the Chieftain, are called Minor Chieftains until the end of their term. This is the troll system that mixes aristocracy and monarchy.
I told Saxony earlier.
That would bring the trolls together.
But now, if you look, there is someone who has taken on the role of king, the chieftain.
At first glance, it may seem like a contradiction to what I said, but honestly, I’m not wrong.
Because I was talking with a little bit of a bigger picture in mind.
Anyway, it seems that all the chieftains of each tribe happened to be here in Benhaizen.
Nelson Foucault said:
“I just came back because you weren’t at the dwarf’s coronation, but since you’re here… … I guess we got mixed up.”
Judging from his expression, it seems that Chieftain Nelson Foucault has a lot to say.
“The strongest man in the human race who killed the Red Tyrant Luca Machiavelli and the Blue Tyrant Stacy Adam… … I wanted to see it once. But this is the kind of man he is.”
This time there was no answer.
Let’s just watch quietly, the chieftain also watches me quietly.
Are you suggesting we have a snowball fight?
“I asked if you had any questions. Is that the end?”
“… … The two proposals you mentioned are quite interesting, but is there a reason why we should accept them… … .”
I snapped my fingers.
Mana gathered in the air and flew towards Nelson Foucault in an instant.
Crunch, I think I heard a sound like that.
At the same time, Chieftain Nelson Foucault lets out a scream and drops to one knee.
A small, stray bullet struck Nelson Foucault squarely in the stomach.
“Did that sound like a suggestion? It was an order.”
What I said and the Chieftain knelt.
It happened almost simultaneously.
And then, just two seconds later, thousands of trolls in the square.
As if he would not forgive the intruder. As if he dared to touch our chieftain.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa-!!
He lets out a loud roar and bursts out in energy.
Chief Nelson Foucault sat down on the ground for a moment to catch his breath and asked, “What did I just get hit by? It felt like something was flying at me. Could it be Mana?” etc.
He immediately folded his expression that revealed such thoughts.
“Coolook, wait-! Stop… … !”
I quickly raised my hand to try to calm the people around me, but it was too late.
My actions were faster than that.
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He clenched his fist and released his energy.
Kukugugu-!!
A loud noise rings out, as if the world is shaking.
Every single troll in the vicinity knelt down in their seats.
Even those who come from far away.
There are also those who watch as if there is something to see.
Those who try to draw their weapons up close.
There were only a few thousand, very few in number, so it seemed like they were elite, but there were also some high-circle mana users, and there were no exceptions.
Everyone in front of me, without exception, knelt down.
ha.
“I just had some shit happen to me, so I’m not feeling too good.”
I took a step forward.
I.
“Do you know what happened?”
In the square that was immersed in silence, no one answered. In fact, it was not a question that was asked with an answer in mind.
He lifted his foot and hit the stump that had only the neck left.
“This piece of trash picked on me. I guess he thought I was easy because I was being nice to him. He thought I was a pushover, to the point where he dared to come up to him without even knowing the situation, so I’m going to make sure he remembers me properly.”
He lifted his foot and stamped hard on Mojil’s neck.
Kwajik-!
Not a single drop of blood flowed from that completely crushed head.
A very creepy sight, something that trolls would hate to imagine.
I raised my head.
“So, if you don’t want to go through all that, just shut your mouth and nod your head to what I say.”
All the trolls around gulped at the overwhelming atmosphere.
I can never straighten my knees.
It’s only natural that you feel that way.
I looked down at the trolls for a moment.
No matter how I think about it, the number is too small.
Since there are few, I have to bring them.
I’ve never tried it, but I think it might work.
I slowly raised my spirits.
My soul opened and a black energy swirled around me.
I have a headache, my heart is racing, and my mind is racing.
Pain struck my whole body.
Still recovering.
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Do it in moderation.
Even though my body and soul were screaming at me like that, I didn’t care.
As my senses spread far and wide, the trolls began to catch on one by one.
The number of trolls in this square is 4874,
In this entire city, not just the square, there are a whopping 125,000 people.
fall short of.
It raised my spirits even higher.
My energy spread throughout the entire forest of demons, picking off all the trolls.
The unique aura of a troll.
A regenerative race that is as friendly to nature as elves.
I felt all that energy.
The total number of trolls is 424,874.
I raised my hand and everyone looked up at me.
The rest of the trolls that I can sense and the dragons of Benhaizen that are around here.
If I remember correctly, that dragon’s name is Lorenzo.
I sent my thoughts to the mana that spread around them.
Send it here, right now.
The idea became a formula.
It wasn’t a simple formula. It was a formula waiting for a signal.
I shouted the trigger word to detonate the signal.
“[Mass, teleport.]”
In an instant, a huge light began to pour into the Urte Plaza.
The light grew larger and larger, and trolls appeared from it.
A look of ignorance.
That look on your face like, why am I here?
The light disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.
Soon, about 430,000 trolls gathered in the square.
Everyone just stares blankly at this absurd situation.
But that wasn’t the end.
Once again, light shone down.
Kwaaaaang-!!
It was larger and thicker than the one that had surrounded the trolls.
And a giant living creature appeared in that light.
Dragon.
Duripa Lorenzo.
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His eyes are first drawn to me.
Then I swallowed hard, and soon I saw the pitiful Master Troll’s head lying at my feet, and I stepped back as if something was wrong.
For a thousand-year-old dragon that was over 30 meters tall, it was truly a pitiful and spectacular sight.
Let’s ignore that for now.
“I will speak again for the troll who did not hear. First, as of today, the troll race will be incorporated into the Kingdom of Milos. To be exact, not only the trolls, but the entire forest of the Demons will become the land of the Kingdom of Milos. Second, the trolls will sign a contract with the Kingdom of Milos for the rights to ‘potion distribution’ for the next 50 years. A fair price for fair blood. That is all. Questions?”
It was quiet.
The sudden appearance of a dragon and the absurd use of magic to instantly teleport over a hundred thousand trolls to this location.
Could that man be a dragon, the so-called lord of magic, and a lord at that?
Did Lord Polymorph?
A huge amount of skepticism.
It seemed as if I could hear the sound of such doubts hitting every troll’s head.
There was no need to explain this to the trolls one by one, so of course I ignored it.
“Then I guess there are no questions. Next, Dragon Lorenzo. You choose only one of the two options.”
“… … .”
He looked at me without saying a word.
It seems like they’re just going to listen first and see.
Okay, listen up.
“First, all of his mana circuits are destroyed, his vocal cords are torn apart, and he is tortured until he is killed in the same place as other dragons.”
He snickers and the guy snorts.
Even though they saw the overwhelming difference in power, it seems they still have some faith.
Or it could just be a pointless ego boost.
“Second, you will be put on a leash and crawl on the floor like a dog, and then your head will be cut and you will die. Choose one of the two.”
