Industrial revolution starting with the undead

"Ha..."

I sighed so much as I sighted with the little bird who tuned my senses.

The skeletons were scattered from the positions I ordered, each acting differently to explore the location of the bandits. I was checking it out with the sight of the little bird that floated in the sky.

As if the entire skeleton were one big creature, an advance skeleton lurked in the grass to discover where the bandits live. And all the skeletons gathered there, as if to echo such an advance skeleton, even though there was no particular movement like the decree.

Are the skeletons sending out signals that are in tune with each other?

"... but awesome"

"What's going on?

"No... I'm just amazed at what I've accomplished more than I thought"

As the skeletons assembled, they were immediately attacked by two bandits who would be lookouts, who took the weapon - the long sword - and stabbed them to death. And he threw away the bones of the bull, and took the form of two skeletons, and intruded into the abandoned fortress.

I also rushed to give orders to the birds to chase them inside Skeleton's encroaching abandoned fortress.

By the time the little bird finally got inside the fort, it was mostly over.

As if they were one army, the skeletons were attacked by bandits in an undisturbed motion, precisely taking away their weapons and carefully stabbing a stop one by one. The bandits also tried to cope with the skeletons with their swords, but couldn't hurt their bones.

Skeletons with no flesh and only bones. Slashing that bone with a sword would be impossible unless you were a master of the sword in the aftermath. I actually slashed a few skeletons, but the dry sound just didn't get to hurt my bones.

And then, it's already ravaged. Even though there would have been more than twenty bandits, they had no teeth at all against a handful of inferior fifteen skeletons.

It was an understandable act of how awesome the existence of the undead was.

"Then all you have to do is wait for me to come back..."

"Did you swallow it?

"Oh. The skeletons have devastated the bandits without a problem"

"Look, it's good."

"Right..."

Just a little bit, a tremor runs on my body.

Am I doing something terrible? Even though their opponents are bandits, can they be used so easily for being able to overthrow armed groups so far?

No, rather.

Chris' infinite magic, the bones that can replenish him inexhaustibly, and the sorcery knowledge I gained from the Art's sorcery books - if you summon all of them.

I wonder if I can even fight the country.

"... no"

Blah, blah, blah.

I am only a nobleman of the Grand Slam Empire. It is also just a poor nobleman, entrusted with part of the border.

You shouldn't think that I can fight a country like that.

Skeletons are used only to improve productivity in the Territory.

"What's the matter, mister?

"No, it's nothing. Chris, it's late, so let's go to bed."

"Yes. Chris, Neru"

I'm telling the skeletons to come back to me when they're done.

And now we're on the side of the street a little further from Bath's village. I'm going to be camping here tonight, bringing dried meat and other preserved foods.

By the way, Chris still didn't seem to be in the habit of eating meat, and he looked terribly disgusted when he suggested hunting rabbits and deer for food. As a result, I took edible weeds and native fruits and gave them to Chris.

I lay a blanket on the carriage carrier and Chris rolls over it.

I fell asleep beside it, too, just in front of the carriage - looking at its ceiling.

I couldn't wait to hear the next breath, but I kept thinking, staring at the ceiling.

"Morning."

"Mo."

The next morning.

That's what I said to the cow skeleton next to the carriage as I woke up.

Incidentally, it is fifteen skeletons and one cow skeleton that have brought us on this expedition.

I came here to crusade the Bandits in the first place, but I'm not stupid enough to forget my defense against us sleeping. Even if it's not the Bandits, there's a chance that a rogue who wanted to pass by accidentally will come after us. So, in that defense, we let the cow skeleton keep an eye on the perimeter of the carriage.

Well, there may be an opinion that skeleton hose isn't enough, but there it is. Skeleton hose is connected to a carriage, so I can't move freely.

"You guys are tired too."

……

And fifteen skeletons surrounding such carriages.

As I ordered, the skeletons came back to me as soon as they finished their bandit crusade. I can see blood everywhere, but no skeletons seem to have suffered any notable scratches.

What is different from going is that all skeletons have the weapons in their hands turned from cow bones to long swords? I have the application to not only carry out orders, but also to replace them with the best weapons to accomplish. It's supposed to be a head without a brain marrow, why does the head work that way?

And most importantly, something different.

That's behind the skeletons - there are three women.

Since late teens, late twenties, etc.? Every woman wears blurry clothes and an untreated body. Trembling as the three of them stand together in that state.

Why are you bringing a woman here? You didn't grab it or anything. Then I'll be a criminal.

"... Skeleton, what about the women there?

……

Skeletons ringing bones.

Naturally, I don't understand at all. Even if you guys rattle your bones, I don't know what you're talking about.

Next to those skeletons, the cow skeleton rang "Mo". No, maybe you can say something, but I don't know what you're saying either.

"Hmm... I don't know what to do..."

"Morning, mister."

"Mmm...... oh Chris. Good morning."

From the carriage, Chris comes out.

I ended up taking a little nap. But Chris, who slept next door, was asleep. Without being slight at all.

Chris seems to need some sleep, while he's undead. Don't ask me why I need it. Maybe it's because it's an Art. I don't know.

And my sleeping face was super cute.

"... you know, a lot"

"Oh. I'm back. So..."

"See. One of you followed me."

……

Koten, and Chris tilt his neck.

Skeleton is still rattling bones at the calf. Some of them were skeletons with their hands up.

Look at Skeleton and Chris, alternating.

"... Chris?

"Yes, sir."

"Do you understand the words of Skeleton?

"Don't you see, mister?

I'm asking because I don't know.

Is that Chris' special ability or something? Or do you know because it's the same undead or something?

Either way, the problem is the word Skeleton emitted.

"I brought someone who was in the back... of the bandits' fort, you mean in the back?

……

Cocksucking, nodding skeletons.

Apparently, that's what they're saying, not only did they crusade the bandits, but they also took back the women caught by the bandits.

In the meantime, what should I do as lord is return these women to the village of Bath?

"I see. Well done, you guys."

……

Skeletons that ring bones with the calves to show how pleased they are.

When I look at it this way, it kind of makes me look cute.

"Well... well, uh, you guys..."

"Hih!

The moment we talk, we can scream like that.

The reaction hurts a little, though. I'm not that mentally strong.

But the next moment I spoke that way, three women - among them, the oldest, stood up.

He's staring at me, but his feet are trembling.

"Wow, what are you going to do with us!

"Huh?"

"Whatever! You're going to make us sacrifices of cult!

……

No, wait.

Something, I think, is generating a hell of a misunderstanding.