Skeleton Knight, in Another World

Run through streets where carriages are not well maintained at considerable speeds. Next to it, the soldiers of the escort ride their horses side by side, and the sound of their horseshoes sounds. Sometimes wheels mount on stones falling on the side of the road and the body jumps.

I peek softly at the rear of the carriage through the peek window behind the carriage. A river plain stretches out on the right hand side, and the waters of the Sipult river are quietly brilliant ahead, illuminated by the light of the leaning day and ridden with the colour at dusk. On your left you can see a sleek hill and you can see flocks of animals moving in the distance. Low shrubs and other shrubs have created bushes everywhere in front of the street and have begun to shed shadows on the ground for a long time due to the leaning day.

There are no other particular anomalies found around only the sound of carriages and horse hooves. But there was a painful silence in the carriage and in the soldiers of the escorts walking side by side outside. That was nothing more than an anomaly that had come to this line until earlier.

Lady Lauren attended a night club organized by the Diento family, in the name of the Rubierte family. It was in an ambush by bandits on the way home. Nine of the guards with the palace can no longer be seen in the rear in order to chase down the bandits who had more than twenty in sight.

All that remains is five soldiers and one knight who continue to walk side by side with the carriage. There's also no sign of a guard catching up from the rear.

In the car, Lady Lauren looks blue and peeks at the scenery flowing through the window with an uneasy look. Long, chestnut-colored hair twirls loosely, and due to tension and anxiety, it lacks the usual luster and glory. With a slightly narrower face and long eyelashes, shaky, thin tea eyes give the impression of flaking.

Wrapped around a sixteen-year-old girl is a luxurious dress in light water silk weave, and the western sun entering through the car window is now dyeing its color in a sea color.

The only two ladies in the car, me and the lady, who are samurai, were usually the spaces to bring them to talk about other things without love, but now they didn't know what to talk about.

Then, after a while, the speed of the carriage suddenly drops, and a light hissing of the horse is heard. An audience window opened in front of the carriage and a man who was also a servant offered to apologize.

"Excuse me, ma'am. The horse won't hold it, so I'll let him walk a little."

The horses who drove the carriage early from where the bandits were ambushing and pulled me this far, but I guess it's time for the limit. I guess even four-headed carriage horses have tough stuff. No, it's the horses of the soldiers in the escort, if that's what's tough.

Face out the window of the carriage, there was a magnificent man who was working his own horse beside the carriage. One of the knights serving the Rubierte family, Master Maudlin, who binds this escort.

Master Maudlin was wiping and wiping the sweat rising on his horse's neck. He strokes his short hair with a little oil, his face tough on his beard, which is beautifully aligned, and his body is pushed through his well-forged muscles to such an extent that it can even be seen from above the light armor that he is wearing.

"Master Maudlin, did the thief give up?

I speak to Master Knight Maudlin with my gaze flying backwards from the face I put out of the car window.

"There were only a handful of thieves with horses, so if they hadn't come this far, they'd probably be safe by now. Tell your daughter that."

With that said, Master Maudlin shows his teeth with a grin that reassures others.

"Really? Now you're finally taking a breather."

Take a glimpse of the street in front of the carriage.

You can see the shrubs that dotted along the street (Kanbo) are concentrated a little further ahead. The ridge of hills visible beyond it stretches out to near the streets. When I saw it, I felt an indescribable sense of compression and frowned at the back of my neck as a chisel.

Seeing me like that, Master Maudlin is also moving his eyes forward to explore the signs around him.

Then a wind cut sounded and multiple arrows flew to the place where they tried to speak out as if they noticed something.

"Ha!?

With the blunt sound of an arrow piercing something, two arrows poke at the man who was your man. Moments later, the wheels of the carriage bite the stone, and the body of the car jumps, and the body of the man is thrown out before the seat of the man. The carriage wheel involves the body of the man who was your man, and the carriage stops on the spot.

More arrows are released from the bush and stabbed by two escorts.

"Damn! Another ambush?! What's happening!!

He emerges suddenly from the ridge of a hill he had staked out near the street, and the bandits rush down and attack him with six horses as he rattles his horse's hooves. With his back covered with arrows, he is approached without difficulty by the bandits to escort him near the carriage. Two soldiers with arrows protruded and another are instantly taken over by bandits. Master Maudlin, the knight, had slapped one of the approaching bandits off his horse with that sword, cutting off his head from his horse the two who had rushed in from the bushes towards this way.

"Lord Rita! Get the carriage!!

By the voice of the knight Maudlin, I felt my thoughts finally return. He jumps off the carriage in a hurry and kicks the body of the man who was between the front and rear wheels into the back of the vehicle. Because it was decided that the rear wheel would be involved again while in this state.

That's how I try to jump on the bloody court seat, and then my hand, grabbing my samurai clothes from behind, pulls (without) down to the ground forcefully.

I hit my back on the ground, and the air in my lungs leaks out. I saw one of the escorts surrounded by the edge of my sight taken over again.

A bandit man who would have pulled me down into that sight smiles and stands back.

"Guuuuuuu!!!

That's when a man's painful voice goes up. There was an incredible sight when I looked in that direction of my voice.

One of the guards was behind Master Maudlin, choosing the flank of the armor with a sword. Master Maudlin severely distorts his face.

"Casda!? Your guide!!

Master Maudlin tries to twist himself to slash the former escort Kasda, who ambushed him from behind with the sword he had. But with a thin laugh, the opponent puts his horse straight on Maudlin's horse and pushes the disequilibrium straight down to the ground.

I wonder if a bandit with a better physique than the bandits around him came running over there with a horse, jumping off the horse and running down to Master Maudlin and sticking a sword around his neck. Blood splashes fly around the area, dyeing the ground around the exhausted Maudolin-like red.

"Hey, take the lady out of the carriage politely for you"

The man in good standing gives instructions to the other bandits with his yellow teeth out. You can stretch all you want into a square face and bundle your hair behind you so that you can't see your neck by growing a beard that you don't even care for on the jaw line. He has a large single-edged curved sword in his hand and several old wound marks inscribed on his arm. Looks like the leader of the bandits with this man here.

At the direction of its leader, the other bandits descend simultaneously from the horse and rush to the carriage. The carriage door is opened abusively and Lady Lauren is pulled out of the car.

"No! Get off me!!

The lady resists desperately, but just turns herself around with her arms restrained by two men. The two men grabbed me by the arm and pulled me over.

"Whoa! Take those clothes off carefully! Because if you sell it, you'll get a pretty good value!!

The leader of the bandit yells at the two men who are capturing the lady.

He said, "Hey, I'm gonna kill him anyway, so can I taste it?" and one of the bandits who took off his dress asks the leader.

"Stupid Yarrow!! At first I'm going in. Yikes!! Before and after!

"Hey, wait a minute. Whoa! You guided me, so let me do it at first. Yikes!!

To return the leader, a man named Casda, who was a former escort, protests his grievances in the open. In contrast, when the leader stares at Kasda with swordswallowing eyes, he rams the song sword in his hand into the man's mouth unconstitutionally.

"is hiccup!?

Those who raised their voices like air leaks and were backcutters were growing swords from the back of their heads. He watched as the other bandits grinned disgustingly as Casda collapsed on the spot like a threaded doll.

"I don't have a share in front of me from the start..."

The chief says so and kicks up the head of a man crawling to the ground unconstitutionally. The neck twists in the direction of the day after tomorrow, along with the sound of a blunt sound and crushing of the skull.

"Hih!"

The lady who was shown it up close makes a short scream. At the same time, the yellow stain spreads from the lady's hip, which was made up of only corsets and drawers' underwear, passing on her legs to dampen the ground.

"Whoa, this guy leaked his piss?!

When the bandit man who was grabbing his arm raises his voice, the men around him simultaneously raise their humble voice.

"As dirty as my underwear is, I'll take it off!" That said, the bandit's leader folds down the drawers that got that stain all at once. The lady's damp chestnut bush exposes the men to their inferior gaze.

"No!!! Get off me!

He turns himself desperately trying to escape the gaze of the men and bumps his legs trying to escape restraint. But when the leader lets one of his men hold his legs, he slips his pants up and exposes a dirty object before him.

"Don't stop! You guys know what happens when you do this!!

I raise my voice of condemnation to the men.

"You're not worried about anyone else, and you're worried about yourself!

That's what one of the men who was capturing me said, pulling a thousand pieces at once when he lays his hands on his samurai clothes unconstitutionally. Her underwear is also torn and her breasts are exposed to the outside air. He rubs his exposed breasts and pulls them down to the ground.

"I'll make you feel better with that lady over there, hahahaha!

The man sighs with a stinking breath and goes to take off his pants.

Beyond that, hands are restrained by each man and one foot is grabbed by the other. I rode over it and the leader was about to thank me for sliding one of my things into the back of the bush between the lady's crotches.

At that time, a great shadow appeared behind the bandits.

That was a real moment, a sudden event.

A large knight stood right behind the leader of the bandit who was covered in the lady.

Decorated with all the details of his body, his shining armor wrapped around his body in silver colored with white and ethereal tones, and he seemed like a holy knight coming out of the hero Tan. The cloak that glistens on my back is a cloak of pitch-black night sky that has stripped away the brilliant starry sky of the night as it were. The armor helmet doesn't see its face at all with its cheeks, and the slight peek of the eye is dark, hiding even the expressions and emotions behind it.

The sword swung up in his right hand was long and large, with its overwhelming presence and a faint pale pitiful glow on his sword body dubiously glowing.

The knight flashes his sword at one bandit who was holding the head and lady's legs back. The sword flashes run as if cutting the sky (kuku), and the light muscles flash (flicker). And at the same time as the knight steps in even larger, the sword he returns flashes to the side again. It runs through the sky as if the sword flashes were stretched, and the light muscles sway between the two bandits who were holding the lady's hands.

It was a real moment. The next moment, the upper body of the bandit's head slips off. The bandit who held his leg right next to him was missing a tip from his neck, and his neck rolls in the direction of the day after tomorrow. Two of the bandits, who were holding both hands, had their heads half-exploded, causing a bloody splash to erupt toward the grass bushes around them, dyeing the view even more red, stained with sunset colors.

A lady goes half frenzied and kicks it to the side as she is pressed against the upper body of the fallen leader. The remaining lower body was sprinkled with white, cloudy liquid from a standing object in the blood pond.

It seemed that the man who was crossing over my belly and holding both my hands, throwing dirty things outside, finally recognized this anomaly in his brain.

"Wow!!! Bye, monster!!!

The two remaining men try to escape with us first. But the man who was putting his pants down takes his foot off his pants and pulls back right near me. When he realized it, he was pierced by the knight's swinging sword tip, and the man was sewn to the ground like a crushed frog. And the silver knight pulls his sword out of the man he sews on, and flashes that great sword beside him as he steps into Xu (Omoro) toward the bandit who escapes one person and shows his back. But no matter how you look at it, it just cut the sky, and the escaping man was a long way off. Yet the man at the end of his gaze is slashed into two parts on the spot (scraps).

Was it just three blinks before the bandits became an unspeakable piece of meat? The silver knight gently swung his sword into the sheath. Then he turned to us and spoke with a slight creaking voice from behind the armor helmet that could not see any of its facial expressions.

"Does it matter?