What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

Probably faster than Gotheld let go.

A knoll jumped out of the knoll hole.

No, you're not. I can't believe I jumped. The expression is raw.

The knolls flooded through the knoll hole.

The bullet fired by Gotheld's gun hit a single knoll. The knoll hit harder and fell.

Knoll is timid. It's worse than a strawberry. At least that's what Knoll I've come across.

What does this guy mean?

Even though my people were shot to death, the Knolls keep coming out of the Knollhole.

Of course, I pulled the trigger a little late for Gotheld, too. Showered with bullets, one knoll fell flashly.

But that was it.

"Here we go! Damn it!

Ozvan, the ship-eyed, shouted delightfully.

"It's a knoll storm...... ugh!

"Gwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Siegbern the bald slammed the hammer to the ground zdang,

"Long time no see! The festival! Festival! It's the beginning of the festival!

"Huh? Huh? Huh...... Huh!?"

Momohina and Milliu consolidated both sides of the likely strawberry.

I fired two shots as I retreated to the strawberries, knocking two knolls off.

"Gotheld, what the hell is this guy!?"

"Knoll Storm"

Gotheld is staying on the spot and shooting Knoll gradually with allowances.

"Sometimes this is how they break into the Iron Blood Kingdom in large numbers. The knoll is thorough, but it won't stop at this time. You don't have to kill your best friend."

"L-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o...!

A wicked man, Veelich, slashed and lay down the knoll he was about to approach Gotheld with a blow of a great sword.

Osvan slashes down and crushes Siegbern's pushy knolls.

Noisy everywhere.

Could it not be just here? They have a number of knoll holes. The Knolls may be invading the Iron Blood Kingdom from all of it.

"Derm hel en bulk zel alv uhhh!

Momohina burst the magic of the explosion into the knoll hole with a tudor. Blowing knolls. Me too, I'll shoot Gotheld. Shoot the arrow early.

For a moment, Knoll's momentum weakened.

I thought... I went right back.

The Dwarves are not going to retreat. But it's creeping down. The pressure on the knolls is not half the way down, so we have to step back.

"Hey Dwarf! Once we're back! I need to get my attitude back..."

I'm gonna die, and I'm gonna shut my mouth.

No. The word "dying" is no admonition to Dwarf. I'm just glad to hear it. If you're going to die fighting your enemies, look forward to it. They will try to die bravely.

Ahhh.

Make it look good.

"I'll get you a better place to die! Now just back off!

"Ho...!?"

Zijydorf's Siegbern turned his bald head around. All over the body, all over Knoll's return blood.

"You don't have two words, kid!

"Hey. Hurry up."

"Come on! Osvan, Veelich, you're leaving too! Come to think of it, this place is plain as a place to die! If you don't mind the festival, you'll die more gloriously!

Apparently, Ozvan, Wierich convinced me too.

Me and Gotheld fired, and sometimes Momohina beckoned us with magic, and we walked away from the knoll hole.

I'm not alone with Dwarves waving gold hammers anymore and putting their energy into the blacksmith job.

None of the fucking bearded men Dwarves have run around with their own weapons, and women Dwarves like toddlers are running that way or this way with daggers.

"It's Knoll!

"A storm. Shh!

"It's a knoll storm!

"Kill him!"

"Kill Knoll!

"Beat him to death without one left!

"Give me a knoll!

"Kill him!"

"Kill Knoll!

Screaming, whining, flying voices, anger, roaring.

The Dwarves are in a killing mood.

In fact, he's smashing the Knolls to death.

The Knolls are entering the Iron Blood Kingdom one after the other. Looks like he's creeping out of all the knoll holes at once after all.

The Knolls are bare hands. He comes with his bare hands and steals the weapons that the Dwarves are putting up at the end of the house or lining up on the shelves. That's how they get attacked by a nearby dwarf.

Dwarves, naturally, are responding, but thoughtfully, just fighting as they please. Even family and friends don't see much cooperation or shelter. Rather, the Dwarves seem to be competing. This guy is my prey, don't you touch him, how many I've killed, I'm killing more than you are, so... I guess you're going to make some kills and brag about it.

Because I do that, Dwarves, who shouldn't lose first if they do it one-on-one with Knoll, are swarmed by two, three, or more Knolls and lightly defeated.

There's a man dwarf being slapped by five or six knolls, his wife or daughter, and if the woman dwarf can't stop trying to come in and help,

"Kuru! You're going to defile my death, you idiot!

and a drink.

The female dwarf moisturizes her eyes,

"Nice Han!

and try to get your thumbs up.

I also saw such an incredible sight.

My bowels boil back. I feel like flavoring my boiled organs and eating them. I'm an unsaveable moron.

Once we got back to Gotheld and Heinemarie's house. Then Heinemarie fought hard against the Knolls.

"Got Held......!

"Oh."

Me and Gotheld shot and killed two of our knolls surrounding Heinemarie.

"Go, Dwarf!

Without me having to speak, Osvan, Siegbern and Weirich headed for Heinemarie's assistant sword.

"No...... Huh!? No! This is the battle of Heinemarie... ugh!

Heinemarie did such a trick, but the Dwarves kicked the Knolls, regardless.

"... so!? what do you do...!?"

I said as the strawberry held onto the hip-wrapped replacement hoodie. Is it going to go down?

"Oh."

I nodded,

"Find your best balls and stop. Anything you don't, this knoll storm doesn't seem to end. Dwarf, give me a hand! Don't give me eyes for the mutton fish! The aim is my best friend! If you're going to die, take your best balls on the road! A flower in the death that a Han blossoms is not a luxury......!

"dwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

As Osvan the Ship's Eye squeezed the blood of Knoll dampening his beard,

"That's good! It's time for the SS guys to come out! If I kill Nolking before them, those coalball bastards will regret it...!

When is Knoll's best ball a Knoll King? SS? Well, this is the kingdom of Dwarves. If there was a king, there would be about a direct unit. Unlike the fucking dwarves, they're probably in control, and when there's a knoll storm, they move to defeat the knoll king. Coal ball bastard. SS is a blackjack, or something like that.

I checked the case with the cartridge. Kind of heartfelt. I thought, Gotheld threw me one case. Gotheld has that number of cases, and it looks like he's going to refill them further from the shelves there.

"All right! I'm gonna find Nolking and I'm gonna smash him to death! Heinemarie, you too!

"... don't ask for orders!

"Oh? Are you scared?

"What are you afraid of, Heinemarie?

"I'm going to take my enemy's balls. You're freaking out."

"freaking out etc...... ugh! I'm goin '! Let's go!

"But Master Xaragi!

Milliu's opium is sticking out, but I'm just a little lost, whether I pay attention to it or not.

Well, okay.

"HOW DO YOU LOOK NOR KING......!?"

"You've made up your mind."

I slapped my temple with my right index finger.

"It's an investigation."