Skeleton Knight, in Another World

Nevertheless, I still have no fantasy in this world that I think is different. To be clear, it simply feels like a time slip in medieval times. There are no floating continents, no dragons, not even fantasy classic beasts, elves or goblins to see. I heard there's a warcraft, but it's a little toothed boar no matter how you look at it falling on the Zelig in front of you.

So far, the biggest fantasy element is myself. Eat rice, sleep, or use magic at the end of a sentence.

First of all, I can't clearly recognize that this is a different world to not see the Warcraft.

Then there is a sign that something will come closer to us from behind the pod across the street from Sawa. As the signs get stronger step by step, you hear the sound of stepping on the ground and something like a pig's squeal.

Eventually it was three pigs walking on two legs about a hundred and sixty centimetres tall who emerged from the back of the crown.

My posture is bent forward with the cat's back, but my arms are thick and I have a stick in my hand that looks like I've machined a round thickness. I don't wear anything on my reddish skin. Standing up with short legs, he comes down to Zelig rocking his protruding belly.

Finally, fantasy is here.

Oak I was familiar with in the game, but things are a little different. Is it because everything round is less intelligent than the game, or if you're not equipped with protective equipment, you don't have a metal weapon. At the time of the game, he was a leading player in level twenty to forty miscellaneous fish.

You could probably take them down at your leisure. In any case, the level of this character, my current body, was two hundred and fifty five of the highest levels.

Normal EXP increases are up to level two hundred and fifty, but completing a specific multi-player request (Legion Quest) was a mechanism for lifting the upper limit one by one. Since the unlocked level equals ten normal levels of status correction per level, the real level equals three hundred.

The three orcs seem to be communicating with each other as they squeal on their noses. He's pointing at two boars rolling in Sawa and saying something. It's like finding a good prey.

Then when one finds this one sitting on a rock further away than there, he makes a tall squeal.

"Piggy ~ ~!"

"Buhi!? Hugofgobhi!!"

He comes running toward us, shaking up his stick and sounding his heavy footsteps to the ground, making an intimidating noise as the other two respond to it. It's not fast enough to flatter. I can see my stomach waving out with running vibrations.

When I reattach the armor helmet I was taking off, it instantly transfers behind the three oaks. And when you pull out the sword, you plunge the sword horizontally into one of the oaks into the cervical spine of your neck.

"Buhhh!?

An oak that pierces his neck and produces a sword from under his chin dies.

The other orcs are desperately looking around, surprised that the enemy in front of them disappeared in an instant. And the two finally recognize this one.

If you wave a wide range of swords slightly to the left and right, you slash off the oak's neck without making any resistance to the meat on either side of your penetrated neck. The fat body of the oak is crumbed forward as it bleeds.

"Piggy!!? Piggy ~ ~!!"

The two orcs screamed enough to say whether this was still around and fled with the momentum to roll into the back of the woods.

We secured a total of three oaks for each of the two boar simulators, so the escaped oak was left untouched.

Wash the head of the decapitated oak with lots of water and rinse off the blood. When I say oak, I just look like a pig if it's just my head. Put it in a bag for prey.

This oak head would prove a crusade.

The boar simulation that was left in Sawatari, they both rope their back legs and carry it on their shoulders. Together, they will weigh more than a hundred kilograms, but the physical ability backed by the level makes them feel less painful.

Travel through the groves repeatedly walking and transferring. I lost my way a little in the wrong direction along the way, but I managed to get out where I could see the street.

Get out to the streets and see the leaning of the day. In time, about 3: 00 P.M.?

While looking around and making a serious transition, I follow my way back to the city of Rubierte. Just when you get to the branches of the street, you can see people heading for the city as well. I think I'll have to walk back to the city normally from here.

It was not until about an hour after that that that we reached the west gate of Rubierte. Show the gate soldiers a pass and enter the city.

A man who goes from earlier looks stunned when he sees two preys lowered from his shoulder. Because it's not the kind of substitute that can be handled with one hand.

When you reach the mercenary union, you enter the open, double-open doors. There was no one there but a bear man with one eyelid in the cage at the counter this morning and a man doing clerical work behind it.

When approaching the counter, the father is like a bear of an official who crooks his mouth nicely as he throws the same gaze from inside the cage.

I think the counter cage is meant to protect employees from the rough guys, but when I look at him, it just looks like a cage to keep dangerous animals out.

"That's pretty quick. Have you been hunting anything yet?

Answer the question and put the boar simulation tied with the rope that was on his shoulder on the floor. And also take down the bag for prey, and take the oak head out of it and show it.

"That's three. Will mercenary cards be issued?

"I didn't think you'd bring three at once in half a day. Is there one oak in two bullboards? What happened to the oak meat and the demon stone?

They say that boar simulation is bullboa. They say the orcs can eat meat. It seems to be five sek per person and five silver coins.

And the oak is a warcraft, so there's something like a black stone in the heart, and I'm talking about that being a demon stone. When she said that she had never taken out a demon stone before, she laughed and said, "You're not in trouble for money." They say the demon stone about the oak is the size of the pinky finger earlier, and the price is only one sec, one piece of silver coin.

Still, I think I did something a little unwell when I thought about staying overnight. I won't have gone over it to collect it as much as I can from next time.

At the end of the hunting test, a metal plate with a large dog tag is placed on the counter from the gap of the cage.

"Mercenary ID. Three silver coins as an issue fee and a registration name."

"It's Ark."

Say your name for registration, and honestly pay Dad Bear three pieces of silver from your wallet to get the mercenary ID plate. The metal plate was engraved with five quetzas of street numbers, letters, and three stars with symbols like Roman numerals.

Staring at the letters on the metal plate, the meaning is translated in my head even though it is a strange letter. They have it stamped "Union of Rubierte Mercenaries of the Kingdom of Rhoden". It's kind of a strange feeling.

That being said, I still think that I speak normally and talk to them. Really now......

Although it is not inconvenient in that I can understand reading and writing.

"What's the engraving on this star?

"It's like an approximation of an individual's abilities that officials grasp. If you can hunt an orc alone, it means it's equivalent to Star Three. The best is Star Seven, but he's not quite like that."

The eyelid bear father, who has that rather naughty atmosphere, laughs showing his nikka white teeth.

Within Stars 7, Stars 3 would feel just fine without having to do it. I didn't aim for it, but it seems' normal '.

"If you're a flowing mercenary, it's normal to look for work from a billboard hanging on the wall there."

There was a bulletin board on the wall beside the entrance, where a number of items with some lettering on the wooden plaque hung. That was similar to the place of service of the painting horse you see in the shrine.

Hold one wooden plaque in your hand and stare. A translation of the letters is made in my head and the meaning of the letters comes to mind one after the other.

Apparently, every single one of these wooden bills is a requisition. As far as the difference between the cross-section of the wooden plaque and the color of the surface is concerned, the wooden plaque of the completed request appears to be scraped off the surface and also writes down the new request. I guess the paper is still fancy.

At once, view the details of the request.

"You're brilliantly full of chore requests."

The majority of requests are for miscellaneous items, such as the removal of vermin from the field, helping to open the field, transporting debris, and cleaning waterways. It's more of a foot union than a mercenary union. The reward amount is also quite small.

"A good enough request or a big request that requires a cohesive number of people will be given priority by the city-based mercenary corps. Join some mercenary regiment if you want to do a good job. You know, people in the mercenary corps get paid a dime or you get flowing mercenaries like you."

It's out of the question to join a mercenary regiment and make a request with the rest of them, not knowing when they're going to be exposed.

For now, suppose I get some proper request to grasp the atmosphere of the request? With that in mind, I look at the wooden plaque in front of the requisition board and take one requisition card.

The request is for an escort to collect medicinal herbs from a client in the village of Lata. The reward is considerably less than one silver coin. I was just a little interested in collecting herbs.

When I take the requisition card to the counter, my father the bear sees it and looks at me strangely.

"Are you serious about taking this? Just so we're clear, it's not right for the reward, is it?

"No problem. I'm just interested in collecting herbs."

"You're unusual. Be nice to this client. I'm sure you'll be fine."

That said, Father Bear will go through the process of accepting the request, and then he will hand over the request form. This client says she is a thirteen-year-old girl living in a village.

"When the request is complete, your client will give you the completion ticket. Submit the request and completion bills to the union and you will be paid."

Ask how to request it and where the village of Lata is going tomorrow, then thank him and leave the union office.

Then enter the building of the merchants' union next door to the union office. Earlier, I heard from my father Bear that if he took his prey to the merchants' union, he would buy it away.

The merchants' union is larger than the mercenaries' union, and there seems to be some space outside to park the carriage and a warehouse where you can pack your bags on the back, with a considerable number of staff and visitors.

Merchant unions are also separated by iron gratings on the counter, many of whom seem busy working inside. Approaching one of the receptionists a middle-aged man from the other side calls out.

"Welcome. What can I do for you today?

"Ask me to buy this guy"

Show the two bullboards that were on your shoulders at the reception. Then the man at the reception tells me to turn to the warehouse side and accept it at the shopping mall there. Once out of the merchants' union, cross the carriage parking on the side and head to the reception in front of the warehouse in the back.

At the reception, a skinny young man answers. When I tell him the same matter as earlier, he quickly enters the harvest inspection. Finally, Oak's head was also put out additionally.

"Seven sek five sku for each bull bore, and one sku for the head of the oak. Five seks a sock and one sku in total."

One bullboa, seven silver coins and five copper coins, and I wondered if the oak's head was a copper coin or something like this, and when I gave the official my consent, one gold coin and five silver coins, plus one copper coin, would be paid.

Put it in a leather bag in your wallet and leave the store.

The sun was leaning a lot longer and the evening colors were starting to dye the area. We'll stay here for another night today, then we leave for Rata Village tomorrow.