
The mystery of the lie that hit everyone seems to be endless. In a community or organization there must be people who are cunning and lie. It is possible that among the nine warriors there are people who have their own goals.
Most people in those days did not like to be ordered and did not want to work with others. They prefer to live without rules and do not like to be restrained.
“Excuse me! Sorry I was late. Has the show started?” suddenly a woman's voice sounded.
All eyes were fixed on the figure of the girl standing before the door. It belonged to a medium-grade titan, about 5 meters in height. He was wearing a striking necklace. Two swords were neatly sheathed on his left hip.
Does he also belong to a warrior? Why a woman? Could she be the only female warrior?
“Haha!” The man in the mustache laughed very loudly. “There's a woman who joined, I hope you're better, Nie!”
The woman's name was Nie, just called by the thick-moustached man. It seemed that it was true that he was one of the warriors the king had invited. Is he really a warrior? Why is she all a man and she is a woman herself?
Perhaps the king did not discriminate gender. Anyone who has the ability is allowed to become a great fighter.
“Good. Because everyone has gathered. So I as the event leader and assistant to the king, allow to open this event. First, I will read your name and origin. Then discussing the core issue, the last session was the banquet. Is everything ready?”
“Ready!” the woman named Nie.
He is the only one who gives an answer. While the other 8 warriors were busy themselves. Some stroked the snake peliharannya, some were busy plucking the fur ketek. Everything looks strange and stiff. The king just shook his head at the behavior of all his guests.
“Ehem! Can we start?” The label asked again.
“Ya.” Answer the man in the wide hat.
“Welcome to Roan from the east, Tiir from the southeast, Giimr from the south, Joan from the southwest, Charles from the west, Firtos from the northwest, Kika from the north, Hanzes from the northeast, and Nie from the city center. These nine elected people are entitled to the title of swordsman. At the request of the king, you are allowed to commit murder against the Suin.” people
“Ah...!! Wait for. I told you, I don't want to play with blood. It stained my hand. I hate blood so much.” The man in the hat returned to voice.
He seemed to object and hated blood. Though he is a warrior who certainly can not be separated from the name of weapons and blood. What are the conditions of war like now. Killing has become common.
“You can be a strategist if you don't want to touch blood, Mr. Hanzes.” The label responded to the man wearing the hat.
The man in the hat was apparently named Hanzes, he was from the northeast region. The area is filled with people who do not like to eat meat. Most of them are vegetarians.
Will the other warriors agree with the king's plan? Or do they just rebel and then revolt?
An unpleasant smell spread in the meeting room. The guests raised their hands to cover their noses. A strange smell that was very pungent turned out to come from a swordsman who wore an iron chain as a necklace. The warrior was fat, his neck barely visible due to the accumulation of flesh. The body is really similar ****.
“Stop your behavior, Kika! Your armpit hair is disgusting. All so inhale this stench,” said Hanzes.
The person called Kika turned his head and retracted his armpit feathers. “This is my ritual. Don't interrupt.” A man named Kika.
Kika is a titan from the northern region. He has a nose like a crow's beak. His weapon was a powerful spear.
“This armpit smell is still better than smelling the scent of blood. You should have liked the smell of Kika's armpits,” chirped the man carrying the snake. The man stroked the head of the snake.
“You insulted me, huh?” Hanzes took off the hat he was wearing.
“I'll break your neck if I insult me again. Basic Giimr human slime!”
Hanzes could not accept feeling insulted by the man who carried the snake. It turned out that he was named Giimr from the southern region. Giimr seemed to grin, he also started to piqu and wanted to challenge Hanzes.
“Who do you call a slime man? Fucking loser!”
“Shut up! You guys are interrupting my concentration!” shouts of the moustached swordsman and wears earrings on his ears.
The whole warrior turned towards him. Except for the fat guy whose face has a codet and has one earlobe. The fat man was silent, he did not care about the commotion around him.
The one-eared man was named Roan. He is from the eastern region, Roan has a carefree and calm character. It's fat, it's got codets on its face, it's one-leafed, but it's very cool. Is he mute? I don't know.
“Concentration? It's bullshit! You're just imagining Nie naked.” Hanzes.
The thick-moustached man did not accept. “What did you say?! You weird-haired nyentric guy!”
“Job! You young man but it's a mustache! I'll break your rotten mouth, Tiir!”
Tiir just moaned. He then pulled out his sword.
“Never insult my mustache, you bastard! Please break my mouth if you can. You said you didn't like blood but you were the most bloodthirsty among us.”
“Because you pissed me off! Concentrate on what you're talking about. You must be concentrating on imagining Nie naked.”
“Mr Hanzes! Master Tiir! Please stop your discussion. I'm really embarrassed to hear it,” the voice of a woman named Nie blaring.
“True. Enough of this commotion. Now we have to start the discussion immediately,” Pabel interrupts.
What kind of warriors are they? Why do we fight each other. Can't they get along for a minute? There remained warriors named Joan, Firtos, and Charles who were still calm. Of course including the fat with a codet.
Joan, Firtos, Karl seemed to have a better personality. Maybe the three of them don't like to argue.
Fat Roan is also very mysterious, the codet on his face indicates that he is crazy to fight. Maybe due to his fight, he lost his earlobe.
Joan, Firtors, and Karl all have brown hair and wide eyes. The three warriors both used arrows as weapons. But Firtos has one more mainstay weapon, a whip.
The three warriors were the strongest because they had the nickname the Triad Cartax. More precisely a trio of monsters from Pegalisch.
Firtos from a small region in the northwest. Joan from the highlands on the southwest side. Karl was a bear nail warrior from the western region. The three warriors were from the west who had more fertile areas than others.
Joan, Firtos, and Charles were called the Triad Cartax because their crossbows were made of the same material by fusing iron and gold, and their strength was almost equal.
The cemeti used by Firtos were made using bear skin. While the swordsman nail bear aka Karl got the nickname because he has a strong nail.
Bears on the western mainland have skin and nails that are sturdier than combat armor. It might sound strange, but the bears there are the most dangerous and hard to conquer kind.
Cartax means monster. The standard word to mention something great, dangerous, and violent. It comes from a language that is often used by pedral people.