Regarding the book friend's IQ of the protagonist suddenly decreased, I explained it as follows: the same behavior as the sudden feminine behavior is caused by sudden blows. When the protagonist's confidence comes back, the IQ will also come back.

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From the distant West, there was an army sweeping over the rolling sandstorm. From the beginning, no one dared to underestimate this invading army.

Long before this army arrived, rumors about its power had swept across the entire country like a gust of wind. In a small country called Macedonia in distant Greece, after usurping the throne from his biological father, it instantly swept across the entire Corinthian continent.

It is said that his ambition even crossed the straits and attempted to get involved in the Persian Empire.

Of course, none of the brave men who were loyal to protect the glorious motherland would bow their heads in front of the invaders. The warriors bet on the majesty and honor of the soldiers and fought against the Iskandar army. However, the high morale of the enemy troops that appeared in front of them made them extremely frightened and trembled with fear.

It was neither for the will of the gods nor for the call of righteousness, but just to satisfy the conquest of a tyrant, but why did these soldiers have such high morale and such a mighty fighting spirit? Even these warriors who tried their best to protect their country could not match it.

However, these are not what really shocked these defeated generals.

The young Iskandal, standing in front of the prisoner, spoke like a prank child--I want not your country. I will continue to move towards the east.

So is this country just a bridgehead for his continued invasion?—No, of course not.

Was his ambition even crossing the Iranian plains to conquer the distant India?—No, it is the farther east than that.

Seeing that the subjects from a foreign country could not guess their intentions, Wang Langsheng said.

"My goal is the end of the world. My journey is the farthest edge of the East. I want to use my own eyes to see the 'oceanus' (the sea god in Greek mythology). I want to leave my own footprints on the beach of the endless sea."

Of course, no one believed his words, just pretending that they were empty words that he had concealed his true intentions.

But this man really returned all the rule of the occupied land to the local nobles and continued to advance east with his army. After watching his back fade away, the defeated generals finally understood.

None of the "reasons" that the overlord said was lies.

He just moved eastward and swept away the people who blocked him.

It was just for this reason that he abandoned all his glory and wealth, and how miserable the soldiers who left their hometown with him were.

At first, they were also sad and angry.

And I think how miserable it is to have to fight for such a stupid reason.

But soon, they suddenly thought of everything after losing everything.

What can you see behind that mountain?

What can you see at the other end of that sky?

Exploring the unknown world, isn’t this the dream that all men had when they were young?

But as the men who grew older and who kept climbing upwards only abandoned their youth dreams for the illusory fame. Now, this man broke their current reasons for their existence overnight - and once again ignited the dreams they had once longed for in their hearts.

The men who finally understood this took up the weapons in their hands again.

Now they are no longer heroes or weapons. They are just teenagers who have picked up the armor and weapons in their hands for the first time, chasing their eternal dreams. The hearts that have regained courage and hope are beating violently, following them all the way to the east.

In this way, the king's army continued to increase with victory on the road ahead.

What an incredible group of people who are seen by others.

The heroes who were once defeated, the defeated generals, and the kings who lost their throne all walked side by side with the same smile, with the same light flashing in their eyes.

Moving towards "Russianos"—

The men shouted loudly together.

Go east, like a farther east, move forward!

Until I met the legendary beach with "that man".

The expedition continues endlessly.

Cross the scorching desert, cross the cold snow-capped mountains, cross the surging rivers, drive away ferocious beasts, and have fought many life-and-death battles with the unknown weapons and tactics of foreign nations who have never dealt with.

Countless soldiers died in foreign lands.

Their eyes dissipated as they watched the back of the king who was moving forward.

Their hearing was listening to the sound of waves coming from the far east just disappeared.

Even after they tried their best to die in battle, their faces were full of pride.

Soon - I will be able to return to the dream scene, the coast that I once saw was full of twilight mist.

There was nothing but the sound of waves constantly slapping on the shore, and the endless distant sea.

It was a scene that their king described to them, but he was seen in person throughout his life.

So, this is not the scene in their memory—

It is a scene that they have been looking forward to in their hearts during their heroic battle career.

When the dream of the heroic spirit memory coming from that distant time and space ended, the boy seemed to hear a wave.

The sound of waves may have been echoing in his chest.

"What is this? War Book?"

"I have long wanted to fight with the caster, so I'll treat it as a warm-up before going to war with that Golden Shining guy."

"But we didn't even understand the situation of the enemy at all!!"

"Okay, boy, let's consider these complex issues until the war is over. What's important now is that the enemy has initiated an invitation. Can we not respond at all?"

"But it is very dangerous to start the battle rashly like this!"

Rider suddenly took out the world map that he never left his side for a moment, pointed to the first page and said.

"Okay, look here and see the enemy in front of us."

“…”

In the a2-sized layout, a map depicts the entire world. The "enemy" referred to by rider is this entire world.

"Come on, try to draw the two of us now in equal proportions next to our 'enemy'."

"How can I draw this-"

"Can't you draw it? No matter how thin the pen is, it can't be drawn. Even if you draw the needle tip, it will look too thick. This one is just a drop in the ocean compared to what I should have conquered."

“…”

"It is precisely because of this that I feel more fighting spirit."

“…”

"The more small it is, the more you have to rely on this small body to overtake the whole world. This is the most exciting feeling... Listen, this is the inspiration for my conquering King's heart!"

"But my weakness is destined to be your drag!"

"Boy, your inferiority complex is a sign that you are about to cultivate the king's spirit. No matter how you explain it to you, you will feel that you are small in the end. But even if you know this, you still insist on moving towards a higher goal. Ah, from my experience, in your heart, the seeds of 'dominance' have begun to sprout."

"You are not praising me, you think I am a fool."

"But, you kid is so stupid."

“…”

"If I really signed a contract with a master with a little different ambition and ability, I would definitely feel quite bored. But your wishes far exceed your ability. People like you who are willing to pursue 'out of reach' honor' were the basic principle of being a human being in my era. So because of this, it really made me feel very happy to sign a contract with you, a fool."

"Thank you, Conquer King."

"Nothing more!!"

"But I can't be willing to be your burden, so let me do something for you in the end." Before the Conquer King spoke, Weber continued, "My service, I will issue an order with the spell-rider, you must win!" This is not a mandatory, but just a natural judgment. So Weber issued an order. He looked at the first magic of the spell, and disappeared after exerting his magic. "I will issue an order with the spell again, and you must seize the Holy Grail." The second spell also disappeared, "Finally, I will issue an order with the spell." Weber raised his painting firmly and firmly raised his paintings.

The hand with the last spell looked at the king riding on the horse. At least, at this moment, he could look at him without any fear. This was the last and only glory of the master. "Rider, you must seize the whole world. No failure is allowed." The three holy marks that were quickly liberated emitted hidden magic. They disappeared after rolling up the whirlwind. As a magician, Weber, probably would never have the chance to exercise such great magic again in his life. However, even so, he still felt from the bottom of his heart that this was the most enjoyable act in his life. There was no regret. As a reward for losing everything, this was enough.

Weber looked down at his hands, and the certificate of contract engraved on his hands had disappeared without a trace.

"...In this way, I will no longer be your master, go. No matter where you go, you have already..."

Well, the calm answer sounded...

Next, it was time to hear the sound of horse hooves flying away on the earth. Weber was thinking this way, but was picked up by the collar. The next moment, he sat on Busefalus' back.

"Of course I will rush there right away-but, since you have issued an annoying order, you have made up your mind, right? Let's witness the moment when the order is fulfilled."

"You, you, you idiot! I said, hey! I no longer have the order curse! I won't be a master! Why do you still take me with me? I..."

"No matter whether you are a master or not, you are my friend, this will not change."

Weber knew that this sentence was for himself with a smile that was always said, and at this moment, the toughest part of his heart collapsed - despite trying hard to protect, the destruction only took a moment.

Tears that burst out from his eyes were pouring like a spring. When they were flowing down his nose, they were mixed with his nose, making it difficult for him to breathe and make a sound. Even so, he asked with a sob.

"…I…a person like me…is it really…can you really… be by your side…”

"Why are you saying this now? You fool."

The Conquer King teased the boy's tears like listening to a joke at a banquet, and patted his thin shoulders.

"Aren't you a man who faces the enemy with me? Then, you are a friend. Stand up and stand shoulder to shoulder with me."

Weber forgot to laugh at himself. He forgot the humiliation before today, his timidity for tomorrow, and his fear of the moment of death.

The unshakable belief of "victory battle" took root in his heart.
To be continued...