My Entire Class Has Been Reincarnated – I Became the Weakest Skeleton!

Still, my power difference is overwhelming.

Though the lowest class "Pawn," thanks to the Black Armor (Promotional Armor), he has gained more combat power than the monsters around him.

In addition, there are five of us.

It is impossible to overshadow this battle power difference, no matter how the opponent was pulling claw abilities on the clam race. He stepped on it that it could be ravaged without so much struggle, and in fact, it did.

"That's why I told you. Said it was a waste of my life."

Heavy cruisers floating off Delf Island. To seize Queen's figure, one of the pawns who raided there shrugged like a borough rag falling down in front of him.

This man, who was reincarnated into Mummy's superior species Pharaoh, tried to hold back their path by using exceptional mindfulness. In fact, his power was a big deal. To break through the wall of invisibility, even with the strength of five men, it was impossible first. If this were one-on-one, we would have forced a desperate battle.

But in the end, this pharaoh only had the strength of one pawn and at best about one another. The body is almost indefensible while focusing on the emergence of walls. Or maybe it would have been different if I had retreated to the other side of the wall myself, but this pharaoh dared to expose my body to the outside of the wall, and I saw a verse that seemed to induce the attacks of the Pawns.

Were you going to buy time?

Or were you confident that you would deal with five people by yourself?

But in any case, it never came true.

Nor does Pharaoh answer Pawn's call. He remains fallen to his knees. The decorations all over her body were bouncing, bandages were broken, and she was exposed to dark complexion. Is only the golden mask sturdy enough to do it, or does it not contain one crack?

"Is he dead?"

Shallow Scarlet (Asakai), one of Pawn's, groaned pompously.

"I don't know. But I'm sure it doesn't work anymore. Let's get on board and go find Queen."

The seizure of that figure is the most important goal.

A tremendous shock struck me from behind as the Pawns began to walk towards the cabin.

"Gu......!?

"Hiya!?

Looking back, Pharaoh was about to get up slowly, as if he had been hung by a thread. There is no expression on the golden mask. But Pharaoh put a broken ank in his right hand and launched an attack against the Pawns with incredible force.

"This one, this one, I knew you'd live...!

A scream of shallow scarlet sounds slightly deaf.

"Then you can kill him!

To one scream, the other pawns nodded.

Converges black red (blood energy) and spins out spear-like shapes.

Black Armor is a pseudo grant of the power of other pawns to Pawn, who inherently has no fighting power whatsoever.

Knight's physical ability, Bishop's black red. And Luke's overwhelming defensive ability.

Particularly user-friendly is this black red.

………

No longer did Pharaoh put up a broken ank without even saying a word.

"Die!!

One of the pawns throws a spear. Faster than Pharaoh unleashed his mind, its spear stretched straight and poked deep into Pharaoh's chest.

………

The momentum of the spear does not stop, but sticks Pharaoh's body to the walls of the cabin.

Subsequently, the other pawns fired one spear after the other due to the black red. The spears all hit Pharaoh's body. There was no blood coming from the dry body either. comes, and a head with a heavy mask drops. The force fell out of his hand and a broken ank made a noise and rolled onto the floor of the deck.

"Ya did...?

"Fuck you...!

"Took extra time......!

The Pawn and the others were vicious in their mouths, but still carefully distanced themselves from Pharaoh.

It's not once that I got up and was struck by surprise just after I was convinced I had defeated, killed, died. And whosoever was certain that he had made a todme of it, he was not alone. However, we finally make sure that Pharaoh has completely stopped the movement, and we move on inside the ship together.

He was a strong enemy, not so much a creepy enemy. He will rise again and again, no matter how many times he defeats him. The undead monster originally had a tough image, but still that pharaoh seemed to be pulling out of the county.

No one noticed that the pharaoh's fingertips had picked up again after all the pawns had entered the ship.

Once inside the ship, the doors that appear to be the sailor's quarters are lined up all the way from left to right. The Pawns carefully opened each of them.

"That's odd..."

To one twinkle, other faces snort.

"Oh, I don't see any other monsters"

Think calmly, it's hard to believe that it was only those pharaohs and incubus that are consolidating the protection of this heavy cruiser. I can tell you that Incubus was nostalgic for wild monsters such as Imp.

I have heard from Zhu Qiyuan that there will be a trade fair soon in Albadumba and that the students of this heavy patrol will participate in it. The vast majority of the students seem to go around there, and the heavy patrol protection will be thinner, which is why we raided at this time. Given that, it is not surprising in itself that the number of people is small. But it's still too little.

Did you detect this raid and escape, or are you diving your breath and asking about this gap? Either way, I can't be alarmed.

Proceed carefully through the narrow passages and open the doors one by one. That's when one vampire shouted out.

"Oh...?

"Shallow Scarlet, have you found anything?"

"Oh, no...... Looks like the captain's office. If we do, we'll have a big room."

When you look at the room with the shallow scarlet peek in, it is certainly taken wider than any other sailor's room.

There doesn't seem to be a Queen here, but I saw a ton of paperwork instead. On my desk, there is a map of this world that is more accurate than I thought, and something is written in Japanese.

"This is..."

One of the pawns picked it up and said:

"The way forward."

"After you leave Albadumba, it looks like you're going for the Verneus Peninsula."

My buddies peering in from the side of it shrug, too.

Verneus is a peninsula that protrudes heavily southeast of the continent. Monster regiments like them are relatively easy to operate because they are so far out of the Reich's dominated areas. As I followed the arrow, the path was written as it went northward from the peninsula and towards the forested areas of the eastern part of the continent.

"East? What are they looking for?"

"I don't know. Are you just running away from us to the dark clouds..."

“Pawn of Arbadamba" Zhu Qihara was instructed by Akeno of Bishop to determine the planned path for the future. As long as we know what they're doing, it's easy to act on the blood side.

It's a story that doesn't matter if you hold onto Queen's figure, but it's information that won't hurt you to remember.

"I still have a lot of material to worry about, but you're a queen first..."

Other pawns snort at the words. They left the room and started checking the sailor's room again.

Yes, it's Queen.

A queen of blood, Tomorrowka Red Well. Her betrayal will soon have reached the king's ear as well. But the reign by the king has no effect on Queen, far from his castle.

A king with the original blood factor has an overwhelming power over all the blood families with copies of that factor. It's a chain-like curse that never escapes, no matter how strongly you try to keep your will. If I say so, all blood tribes are like kings' divisions. That's no exception to Queen. Stand before the king, and if the king cares, her free will shall be taken away, and her body shall be as the king thinks it is.

Regardless, this power of dominance is not sufficient either.

For a king to rule his opponent, he needs to know his exact location. More specifically, we need to be clearly aware of its existence. So also in this remote place, the king cannot manipulate the queen of traitors.

Essentially, the king is forcing his blood to be given to the bloodline. The king will never forget the taste and smell of blood he drank once. Wherever you are, you will be able to correctly perceive where the subject is. Providing blood means being perceived by kings, wherever in the world, and it also means being worn by blood clans with collars that cannot be removed forever.

The only one who hasn't given blood to the king is Queen. She was blinded by the king. I guess the king didn't even think that Queen, who had been so submissive from the beginning, would betray him.

That's why we secure Queen's stature. If you drag her out to the king, the rest will matter. It is all possible for the king to use his dominant powers to spit information on the queen, to impose self-harm, and to let him give blood and remain under full control.

Of course, she'll resist, too. I'm about to develop thirst, but I'm still a queen. Even Pawn's own, it's hard to hold him down safely. I am equipped with a knife that has been planted with the saliva of the werewolves, but still whether I can hold her power in.

In case of strict physical security, keep it only for the collection of blood. If only the blood could be delivered to the king, the rest would be the same. In that case, I have to use my wife's hand. Together we saw a shallow scarlet. It is the bottle of blood and the knife entrusted to him by Zhu Zhiyuan that is the hand behind it.

"Please, Mr. Asakura"

"Ha ha. Leave it to me."

The Pawns, eventually, came in front of one room. Inside, there's a sign of something.

Probably here. I thought so and tried to put my hand on the door, it is a moment.

They were attacked by a feeling of total fury all over their bodies. It is such a feeling that intense hostility and harmfulness become a feeling of oppression and tightening of the head. My body is stiff. Chills that make me want to escape even now. And its source was undoubtedly emanating from the other side of the door.

There was no longer any doubt. One of the pawns shakes off the stiffness and kicks open the door.

There, one girl in sailor clothes looked at this one as she sat back on the bed.

"I finally found you, Queen"

"... what are you doing here?

The girl said so in a cold, bottom-cold voice.

Straight long hair that stretches all the way around the waist. However, there is no clear impression at all, and in one way or another, the image you hold is offensive. Behind the cleaver's eyes is a swirl of bloody rage. The Pawns had a natural grin on their mouths. I feel my whole body tremble.

"… you,"

The pawn could barely open his mouth.

"I'm here to deliver to the king."

"Stop joking"

The girl says, clearly.

"I'm not going to that man again. If you have the next chance to go…"

Queen stood up and stared at this one.

'Cause it's time to scratch his sleeping neck.

Immediately afterwards, black fluctuations blowing out of Queen's entire body easily blow the bodies of the Pawns. Their bodies rose with every armor and were slammed against the wall as they were. She wonders if she's really thirsty, and the question blurs her back of her brain. Not so long ago, it was an overwhelming force.

But the question is quickly shaken away. If I looked up at Queen, she was sweating on her face and breathing rough repeatedly. The usual queen would never show it. With the exercise of power, fatigue is striking at once.

After all, Queen is not in the mood right now.

"Manage to seize Queen!

The Pawn and the others simultaneously removed the knife handed to them from Zhu Qiyuan. Scratch with this guy, he'll cause the same symptoms as he did when the werewolf bit him. The remaining factors also return to the basal state, with further progression of thirst. If all vampire factors return to the basal state, they will be at levels that interfere with life activity to the point. When that happens, however Queen, he is no longer more helpless than a human baby.

Bring the queen of that state to the king alive in a critical phase.

Naturally, you won't be able to do it with one shot. But if you hit one shot, the queen will surely weaken, and if you cut it off again and again as it is, then you will definitely visit. That was the original plan.

But...

"Lick... don't...!

Queen raises her right hand, along with her angry pregnant voice. A black ripple stretched out of its arm tied up Pawn's body as it stuck first.

"There is...!

In a narrow cabin, a man screams. Try to poke that gap, and another pawn tries to cut it with a knife straight from the side.

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

"Whoa!

Queen untied the tied up pawn and quickly took a shaken pawn knife between her fingers.

The knife structure is the same as the Viper fangs. The saliva of the werewolf accumulated inside is secreted from the cutting edge. Queen narrowed her eyes when she saw the clear liquid slowly dripping.

"... I heard the dog god went missing."

"Guess what."

In a small room, one responded that way to Queen's words as the Pawns leaned left and right apart.

"But it would be dogs at best. Unlike your other classmates."

"... I should have been on deck, what about the caorle and the raw tail?

"I let the Incubus get away with it, but the Pharaoh one resisted, so I hurt him a little. Well, you're probably safe."

"Yes."

Only two short words contained clearer anger than any other that Queen had ever pronounced before.

Queen takes the knife with one finger of one hand while making the shape of a pullout with the other. There was a noise that stretched from the tip of the white, thin finger to the poisonous, bloody nail. Everyone on the spot understood Queen's next move, but there was not a single one in time to respond.

A truncheon pierces the chest of one Pawn. He smashed his armor, broke his ribs, and smashed his heart, the source of vampire life.

"Damn......!

The man screamed and when he peeled off his white eyes, he disappeared like an ash.

Queen killed him. One of the pawns, without any hesitation, in an instant.

Breathing was rough, and he's still about to fall, Queen, but he didn't even give it to me while I resisted. If she cares about that, it's either possible or possible to get everyone back here. Pawn and the others sweated cold and fought.

I can't say more sweet things about securing my personality than this happened. I took the blood, I tried to escape, and whether I could escape is also at stake.

So, if there is,

We need to switch operations. The consciousness of the Pawns was directed towards nature and the shallow scarlet. He owns two knives.

One, like the others, is of the type that has been planted with the saliva of a werewolf. And the other is a bloody knife with the same structure.

This knife was made to play by Bishop's Akeno in the first place. The original use is not like pouring poison into the other person's body. It was born in the course of the quest for simplification of rituals, for the sake of ethnicity. That is, what should be planted is not venom, nor the saliva of a werewolf, but the blood of a blood family. It has to be fresh, too.

On the other knife that Shallow Scarlet has, it is planted.

Can you do it? We'll see Queen together.

She is angry. The Hongjing family, the oldest blood muscle in the blood family, has a high pride and always has room for things. Always graceful. At any given time, you represent your superiority with an attitude and never break it. Take one way to fight, yes.

That will not be because you are being held back by thirst sickness while sweating all over your body but releasing your strength and carrying out white soldier attacks by blood claws that can never be said to be graceful. She is angry.

Once. At least once. With this plan, you don't have to cut it again and again.

………

While I hesitate, Queen moves. From a quick step in, I've stretched my blood nails straight. Its pawn barely dodges itself by turning its body against it, but it is a narrow indoor. There is no escape. I'm immediately cornered. The other Pawns try to hold Queen's body in with a red and black chi from behind, but it bounces right back.

The pawn grabbed his own knife and stormed into Queen. Queen intercepts with blood claws. The nails easily crushed his armor and crept into his chest. Get your body twisted, hard and direct to the heart, be spared. Blood entered the trachea and refluxed. She was about to blow out of her throat, but Queen twisted her neck with one empty arm and slapped it against the wall to avoid wearing it. The white walls of the cabin are stained with blood.

At this moment, Queen's hands are completely blocked. The three remaining pawns pulled out the knife and rushed out simultaneously.

Queen pulls through the blood claws that pierce Pawn's chest and enters a three-man interception posture. Shake your blood nails and first amputate your arm with the first knife, then take the second knife with one hand. And finally, the moment the shallow scarlet burst in, he still slapped that wrist with his empty right hand blood claw, holding the knife, vividly off.

Queen hates wearing blood that blows from the amputated surface of her arm, directly from the top. She kicked down the first body and crushed the third, shallow scarlet jawbone.

"Huh!

A shallow scarlet with a crushed jaw makes an odd noise. That arm he put up had another knife in his grip.

If this blow hits you, you have a chance.

Blood claws growing at Queen's fingertips pierce the shallow scarlet's chest. But like an earlier blow, it barely avoided the heart and spared the fatality. But shortly afterwards, the blade pierced Queen's shoulder, trying to tear the universe apart.

"... Huh!?

Queen kicks the second Pawn, who was holding him in with one arm, and the shallow scarlet body before pulling out a knife that stabbed him in the shoulder. But it's too late. The planted “blood” has already flowed through the veins into the Queen's body.

You must have noticed that what was planted in that knife was not the saliva of a werewolf. Queen dumped the knife, stepped on it, and then stared at the pawns.

"You guys, no way......!!

"Do you still understand"

I was pierced in the chest, and Pawn, with his neck twisted, laughed, and still, never alarmed, took the distance, I said.

"That's Zhu Qiyuan's blood. It's fresh stuff. Factors are also in an exciting state"

The vampire factor is never universal. It can be held in by the will of resistance. So the ritual of serialization needs to hold the opponent's resistance back more. Stun them, go while they sleep, or target submissive humans. Given that, this planting knife is just a substitute for being a little more user-friendly than a syringe.

But there are exceptions to things.

If the vampire factor is injected into an already hematocritized subject. In this case, you cannot hold the factor in with consciousness because you are already a vampire. A collision occurs between the factors that were there from the source and those that have flowed in.

The strength and weakness of the factor is determined by the concentration of blood as a vampire. Queen's blood muscles, which have been mating with continuous cotton since the moment of her blood birth, are terribly strong, and Pawn, who has only been blood clan for a generation or two, is weak. If the weak (pawn) factor flows into the body of the holder of the strong (queen) factor, the strong factor drives the weak factor away.

So in this case, where the blood is poured into the queen, the changes that can be made, at first glance, seem to be nothing.

"It's like embedding a transmitter. It's pawn's blood, so it won't last long in your body in Queen, but it still lingers for a couple of minutes."

Thirty minutes, Queen is perceived by the king, and thirty minutes from now, her presence will be naked.

It's only half an hour. If that passes, Zhu Qiyuan's blood will disappear completely from Queen's body, and again the king will not be able to perceive her place. But half an hour is enough. To recover Queen's blood and escape from her attackable range.

"Ya, stop..."

Queen held her own forehead and folded her body. The slightly visible expression has been distorted in agony.

The words would not be directed against the Pawns. It's just a grunting scream, trying to get into her, trying to control her body, trying to resist another will.

"Here we go..."

If this happens, Queen is no longer an “enemy”. That means literally. For the next thirty minutes, Queen Akai Tomorrowka will no longer be our “enemy”.

I won to win. I couldn't take the best measures, but, well, that would be the point. But bitter thoughts are stronger than the joy of victory.

First is the sacrifice I paid. Around one Pawn, it is only slight damage from the point of view of the entire bloodline. But for them it was one of their colleagues. And more importantly, that fact is still bitter, having decided to take this means that I never wanted to take, not to mention the next good measure.

"Ah, uh..."

Queen is holding her head in and raising her distressed voice.

"Ya... Come in... don't come...!

The anguish eventually turns to screaming. But it's too late.

I didn't know the King was going to do anything for you.

Throwing herself out on the bed, she looked at Queen, who eventually just groaned weakly, and Pawn muttered with nobody.

When Goubayashi and Sakuma reached the heavy patrol school, the deck was creepily quiet.

Traces of intense fighting can be seen, but there is no one there. There must be a few students left in this branch of school. On deck, raw tail and caorle. And troops of Imp and Sahagin led by Caorle. Five minutes, Kawahara and Goblin's troops and a few other students were supposed to have followed as escorts for the Red Well.

I don't see him, what's the matter?

I don't see goblins, imps, sahaggins, etc., probably because the leader, Five Minutes River Plains or Caorle, isn't around here. If they don't have a leader, they often lurk and sit still, or look for a leader to start off nicely.

"It's like ghostship..."

Sakuma squeaks. Goubayashi also nodded silently.

No one. It's a ghost ship. I feel that way extra because I know the students are always face-to-face and busy decks. With every step of the way, anxiety solicited assuming the worst case. It's still weird that there's no one there.

But when they approached the cabin, they saw a classmate affixed to the wall, and took a breath.

"Ha, Haruo-kun......!?

Unmiserably exposed is his classmate Masaki Haruo.

The body of the raw tail is pierced by something like five spears. For a moment, I wondered if it was a good thing to pull it out, but in his body there is no loss of blood. Pull out the spear and lay its body on the heavy patrol school deck. The original tail didn't even move.

What the hell happened? I'm pretty sure there was a fight. As a result, the original tail had lost and thus been pasted. There should have been a hill-to-hill caorle, not just a raw tail here, but he doesn't see any shadows or shapes.

"Goubayashi, Haruo-kun..."

Sakuma asks in a trembling voice, but he waved the goob palm.

"You can't measure life or death with or without pulse or breathing. I don't know if he's alive or dead."

The words are calm, but the voice is seeping with strong anger.

Sakuma grabbed the hand of the raw tail, which remained still motionless, and crossed it in front of his chest. Now, 'Haruo dies. Just sleep,' I have to believe his words.

"Caorle is... where is she"

"I don't know. However, the absence of Caorco and the fact that the original tail has been defeated means…"

"Tomorrow Kazuka too..."

Sakuma took a breath. It was already too late. It is possible that we have moved to the worst case scenario.

No, but it's fast to despair. I manage to rebuild my mind, which is about to shrivel at once, and explore my next constructive idea.

We should check the situation first. We must also check the safety of Hongjing. And if she's safe, there's a good chance she knows something about this.

"Sakuma, you watch the original here. I'm heading aboard."

Apparently, Goubayashi came to the same conclusion. Sakuma couldn't agree for a moment, but still nodded quickly. Given the danger of having enemies inside, it is possible that even if Sakuma follows him, he will be more of a foot wrapper.

But shortly after the goose palm rose, the door to the ship opened properly.

Sakuma shrugs herself, and Goubayashi takes the stand.

It was an unexpected figure who showed up from across the door as the air strained.

"... Red Well?

The goose palm opens its mouth.

Yes, it looked like Akai Tomihika, the person they cared about its safety first. She's safe, which means the raiders likely managed to repel her. But to do so, it is strange that we still don't see Caorle.

"Red Well, explain the situation."

Gowbayashi walked over to her and asked her so.

"The original tail has been defeated, and we don't see Caorco, but you're safe. What the hell is going on?

………

Hongjing does not answer. I'm just smiling.

"Red Well...?

Weird, I thought, not just Sakuma, but Goubayashi too. Red Well's floating smile felt somewhere heterogeneous, such as the kind she had shown by then. Silence twitches and dilates discomfort. The discomfort eventually turned into a crawling fear.

"(no...)"

Fear reaches certainty.

"Get away from me!

Sakuma was putting it into words the moment she thought.

"That kid, Tomorrow Kaka, but not Tomorrow Kaka!

Shortly afterwards, a quick unleashed spinning kick blew the giant goose palm.