What's Wrong with a Great Hero Being Jobless

Episode 43: Dancing Fucking Dwarves

Listen and be surprised.

It seems that there will be a knoll storm every seven or eight years or so, but you think it will take a whole three days for it to subside when it starts?

In the meantime, the Dwarves hardly sleep, eat and drink to the minimum, killing the Knolls as they get hello. And of course, those Dwarves are killed by the Knolls.

Anything, in the last Knoll storm, it seems that 20% of the entire population of the Iron Blood Kingdom had already suffered an "honor battle death".

Twenty percent.

One in five.

That's a hell of a number.

Yet the Dwarves are not afraid of the Knoll Storm. On the contrary, we even wait.

Because the usual Knolls are hipsters trying to deflect as soon as they realize the disadvantage. When the Dwarves attack the Knoll Hole and fight one or two fierce battles, they run away and disappear.

Because they are, it's hard to kill Knoll as much as you like. I can't enjoy the "entertainment" of earning enough kills to make me proud.

For the Dwarves, the Knoll Storm is a festival. When a knoll storm strikes, you are not barred by the chance to kill your enemies. You can also fight and die in the full adrenaline Gimozy Dawn. I guess that's the best way to die Dwarf. At least, that's what's going on.

Apparently, not everyone in the Dwarf wants to die.

I led the strawberries and Momohina, Milliu and the Dwarves in the task of first figuring out the position and condition of the knoll hole.

For that reason, he traveled all over the kingdom, observing Dwarf's actions.

As a result, it is obvious that Dwarves are also a thousand different, many things.

Indeed, most dwarves, old and young, men and women, have fought, killed and killed as if they had been raw to kill Knoll, enthusiastically, possessed.

But if you look carefully, you realize that "most" of that is not necessarily "most" of the people of the Iron Blood Kingdom. Wah-wah-wah-wah. It just seems that way because it stands out if a fussy battle freak does it, some dwarves are stuck in their own homes, others try to stop family and friends. Some children cry at their fathers, and some pawnbrokers seem to be looking for their wives with blood eyes.

Which is more as a number? What is the percentage?

I don't know that far.

However, there seems to be no doubt that Dwarf's values of bravely fighting and dying by recklessness, even in general, are not absolute.

I mean, it's not just stupid dwarves. That means there's a decent dwarf in there too.

Anyway, I checked the seven knoll holes with my own eyes.

That's the fifth one.

I assure you, the strawberry seems suspicious,

"What makes you think that?

"That's why you're making a mistake."

"Kannon Wow."

Momohina made a good noise.

"Kannon?

I twisted my neck.

"Don't even think it sounds familiar. Oh, my God."

"Mmm. It doesn't bother me. Oh, but, you know, there's something wrong with it, right?

"You don't know what that means either."

Momohina fluttered,

"Ugh."

"But if you ask me..."

Millilu pinched his lips with his thin fingers.

That's a pretty spill.

Exactly when I tried to tell you, the strawberries gently stored Milliu's opium in the chiti band.

Milliu shrunk,

"Also, I'm sorry eh. Something very ugly..."

"Ya, it's good to stick... I think you should be careful..."

"Strawberries, by the way, that's what you are. Back off. Much."

"What...!?"

The strawberry hastily retied Parker's sleeve.

"Fifth, is that a knoll hole in the Brookbeck ramp"

Gotheld said quietly.

"You did have a lot of knoll compared to the others"

That's why we headed for the knoll hole in the Brookbeck ramp.

On the road, I called out to the Dwarves, who were waving around the battle axe and the great sword and the hammer.

"We found Nolking! The one who wants to take his neck and raise the Han. Yes! Han who wants to be a Han in Han, follow me......!

"... Oh no, I haven't found it yet! What would you do if you weren't here!?"

Strawberries are worrying and long.

"Asshole."

I pulled my hoodie with a strawberry wrapped around my waist.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing!? Look...!

"It won't be too late to collect the headcount after we find it. To a certain extent, we need to be able to fight."

"... oh well"

"Unlike you, I've been thinking a lot.... Come on, the Dwarves! Nice Han! Let's blow a million Nice Hans into heaven and earth!

Well, I'm not sure what I'm talking about myself either, but anyway, when I come with the Dwarves, I'm vulnerable to the "Han" sound.

I love Han so much that I can't help but think he would be weak on the wormline, and when he can poke Han, he'll be naked, upside down, and he'll be happy to tell me to dance, "Hi! Ola, Hansu, come on!" and may answer instantly.

Then now, the fucking dwarves who aspire to Han Dan are all excited by Knoll and his buddies' blood, and they are even less intelligent.

Often, keep an eye on the gun that me and Gotheld have.

"Oh, my God, that's not Han!

There would have been tachodwarves to soak it up, but now it's okay. All they think about is killing Knoll and becoming a Han. Or that's all I can think about.

Then I'll give you what you want.

I think it's crap to call Dwarf's general values, so to speak, even Han Thought. So it would be too much of a favor to think about correcting him.

If you want to fight, bloom and die, then so be it.

If it helps me at last, I have nothing to say.

The more fucking dwarves I followed, the more new fucking dwarves I added to the line. "Don't miss it, on this big wave!" Psychological. The guys were originally in a festive mood, so it would be partly because of the easy riding situation.

The difficulty is that when the fucking dwarves see Knoll, they always try to kill him.

It's just that until then, when a bunch of fucking dwarves who were falling apart, not cooperating dull, and fighting as they please, are different in their destructive power. The propulsion is out of step. The Knolls were killed to be ground.

"Hans!

I fomented him as much as I wanted.

"Nobody stops us anymore! Beat the Knoll King like this! Nice Han...... ugh!

"Nice Han!

"Han!

"Ohh, toh, koh!

"Ohh! Toh! Co!"

Han Da Chorus. Han chunks. The world is made of Han. Han's army moves on.

It's almost a knoll hole in the Brookbeck ramp.

I knew it. A lot. The number of knolls. It comes from a knoll hole with tremendous momentum.

I gave Momohina and Milliu, and then I gave Gotheld an eye-to-eye signal. Gotheld grabbed Heinemarie's arm and I grabbed the strawberry's wrist.

"... Huh!? What!?"

"Come on!"

I'll pull the strawberry, to the left. Milliu came this way, too.

Gotheld and Heinemarie, then Wierich, Momohina to the right.

Siegbern and Osvan don't try to do that to the right or to the left. He's so excited, he seems to be forgetting me. I don't know, you idiots.

I scream.

"Go in, the Hans in the Hans...... ugh!

Just so you don't have to tell me, the fucking dwarves go past us and stick us in the knoll hole as they call Han ahead of Siegbern and Osvan. Keep going. There's more and more to it. You're an asshole to the hon. Those guys. It's so refreshingly stupid. The Knolls were pushed or slashed. The knoll hole happened to be filled with fucking dwarves.

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