776 774 The Power of Bravery (1/2)
The queen at the center of the line takes us, and the Dwarves go to the wasteland.
The Dwarves don't run. Proceed in no hurry, steadily and at exactly the same speed.
There is no roar to exalt war, no roar to delude fear. Only the sound of a regular march called Zazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
But it is too quiet, and I even doubt that there is a will there. You don't look like an army about to come to battle.
That didn't make any difference when you bumped into an army of antidemons.
”Hmm!”
”Hmm!”
”Hmm!”
Only short tempered voices speak. I don't hear temperament caged and luxurious voices, etc. But the results were amazing.
One blow at a time. No, I'm going to blow up a few swordsman shapes in one swing, pushing up the battle line without changing any speed.
It seems as if the armies of the antidemons in front of you are illusions or something.
Dwarf's wall completely pushes and pushes back the wave of antidemons.
If it was meant to be, they would fight while switching front and back rows, but they don't need that because their enemies are too weak.
He also looks like he eats an attack, but I guess he's not even freaked out by the extent of his junior anti-demon attacks.
It is also natural. An ultra-strengthened Heavy Warrior Dwarf wears first-class heavy-duty armor.
Even me and Fran were going to get bounced off if I didn't get in the mood.
As if they were farmers working on weed mowing, the Dwarves kept walking silently and in about 10 minutes drove out the antidemons.
It's not flashy. You just kept waving your weapon as you walked. Queen Orfalv, who was supposed to boast a thousand strengths, just took the lead and continued to do equally plain work.
But if you look at the beholder, you'll see. their unusually strong and sophisticated.
An undisturbed march and toughness that just never stops walking. It was also natural to be said to be the strongest class in the world.
Looking back at the flan he was following from behind, the vanished orfalv of the rising magic opens his mouth with a doya face.
”What do you say? Fran, have you seen my skills?
”Mm-hmm. Wow!
When Fran nodded slightly excitedly, Orfalv strained his chest with an even better face.
”Ha ha! It would be! It is a skill that will be passed down from generation to generation by our Dwarf King!
Behind it, the Dwarves are quietly aligned. No one is injured, not even disturbed by breath.
I guess it wasn't a junior antidemon about 4000 for them, a tiresome opponent.
”To be handed down to the king?
”That's right. The artifact in our royal palace, which is said to have been made by the god of skill, inherits this skill to those who have become kings.”
You mean you can inherit extra skills from generation to generation? Certainly would deserve the name of the artifact.
Besides, it is also very useful in terms of governing the country. The king will always be a hero. It will support the king's rule, both in terms of charisma and in terms of military power.
”The effect of my extra skill, Stepping Forward, is simple and lucid. As long as we continue to take the lead, we will continue to dramatically increase the capabilities of my subordinates. That's all.”
”Do I have to keep going ahead?
”Mm-hmm. But it's natural for the king to take the lead in fighting. It's not a problem.”