Skeleton Knight, in Another World

On one side of the perimeter, as the smell of blood and organs drifts, a wave of the loose sword takes away the cloudiness of blood fat and returns a light pale pitiful glow to the sword body. Hide the sword under the black jacket when it is delivered to the sheath of the hips.

And as he tried to walk towards the carriage, a woman's sharp voice hung from behind him.

"Stop there!! Don't make any strange moves!!

Looking back, a dark elf woman stares at me as if to intimidate me with her sword pointed this way. From behind, the elf man who came down from the tree was also approaching us with a bow without alarm.

"I am not a suspicious man. I happen to be nearby."

I try to elucidate myself, spitting out what the suspicious call a classic dialogue, with an inner bitter smile that you are suspicious no matter how objectively you look at it.

"Shut up! Don't move there! Donaha, look for the iron lattice keys!

But returned with a deafening reaction to hear, she slipped herself in with the children on the carrier as she gave instructions to the elf man who lays the bow next to her.

The man, called Donaha, nodded quietly, exploring the untold skeleton of his blind opponent and so forth, and began to look for the keys to the iron plaid of the carrier where his compatriot was imprisoned.

Dark Elf's girlfriend keeps an eye on his trends, but she keeps her sword alert and holds this one in sight. Then Ponta rang once again as she jumped over her usual stationary head after glancing around her neck on the spot to see what was going on around her, waking up her body that was wrapped around her neck to see if the battle was over and quiet and calm.

"Ki-yun!

As Dark Elf's girlfriend opened her golden eyes to her surprise, she lowered her sword slightly and called out to her.

"No way, cotton-haired fox? Did the people hand the Spirit Beast?!

She was also apparently stunned to see Ponta, as was the elf man she had met before. Sounds really unusual.

"I was also surprised by the elf guy I met the other day. I miss this guy when he heals his injuries and feeds... Seems like this place has become my favorite ever since."

Go get the luggage bags you left in your bag before the raid and remove the bags with pistachios from inside. I take the contents out and put them on my palm, and when I rub them from above my head, I come down and scrape the nuts on my hands and cleverly shell them off, they look delicious on my cheeks.

Dark Elf's girlfriend, who was watching, was drained of poison, returning her sword to her sheath, but listening to this situation without failing to be vigilant.

"I saw you the other day, Elf?

"It's the man I met around the city of Diento. He wanted to free the city's elves as much as he did."

I said that I would not speak to anyone in my people with an elf man, but I said that I wonder if it would be okay for someone who is also an elf and has the same purpose. Then she asked even more, seeping out a little alertness as to whether she had any idea of the man.

"You met Danka?! No way..."

"No, I'm not telling this story to anyone else..."

Blocking her suspicions, I'll say the untenable clarification first. It may be subtle for you to believe it.

Then there's a voice from an elf man named Donaha who was looking for the iron plaid key.

"Arian, we found the key."

That said, Donaha rushes over to the iron lattice on the carrier of the carriage and unlocks the lock. When there is a heavy metal noise and the iron lattice door opens, four elf boys and girls who have been injured all over come out of the inside. Some of them had injuries to their legs and were pulling one leg together.

I'll try to make a few points and make a suggestion to a dark elf woman called Arian to use some of her abilities to carry out her attempts to make a smooth friendship with the Elves.

"Although there is some cure if anyone is injured. Let's see if they get hurt."

"You're a people, aren't you? Shoulder to the Elves,... What's the purpose?

"Not all people are hostile to the Elves..., that's all. The weirdos are everywhere, aren't they?

With that said, she stares at this one and the ponta on her hand for a while, but eventually takes the trick of giving way silently. Apparently, permission to treat has been granted.

I'm eating pistachios on my hands so I don't frighten the elf kids. I'll take Ponta with me as well. Going in front of the kids just made me feel a little frightened and one of them hid behind Donaha. Pull the ponta down in front of the children and poke them in the knee.

The elf girl in front of her had a leg injury and missed her escape, her face was a little tense.

Gently close your hands and say [healing (heel)], as the soft light overflows and converges into her foot injury, the scratches will no longer clog. I saw the wound disappear. Her tense expression made her smile a little.

"Heh, I can't believe you can handle healing without chanting... sounds like a big arm"

Arian raised her voice as impressed. Apparently, it usually takes chanting when using magic. In the game there was a waiting time to reactivate, but the magic itself was instant with a choice, so there was no chanting time, etc. I'm glad it was done to a rare degree, even without chanting.

The rest of the kids are relieved to see the wounded kid, too, coming together to get their own injuries healed. The other three were also thanked for their small voices when they applied [healing (heel)] first.

"Arian, the collar attached to these children's necks," The Eclipse Collar (Manabyte Collar). "These kids can't use magic if they stay like this, what do we do?

Donaha was right. The children had black metal collars attached to their necks. The surface of the collar is engraved with some intricate pattern.

"The Eclipse Collar"?

Question unfamiliar words.

According to Donaha's description, he says that when worn, he eats the magic of the wearer and has difficulty exercising the magic, and he will also be unable to use the spiritual magic of the Elves' specialty.

"Arian joins Dunca after this. Then I'll have to escort the four kids who were sealed with spiritual magic by myself to reach the nearby settlements... What to do......"

As Donaha looked at the children whose injuries had healed with her imaginary face, Arian slowly called this one in for questioning.

"Hey, there. It's you in the armor! If you can use healing techniques, you have the power of a witch or a prayer artist, right? Can't you break a curse ritual caged in a collar or something?

In the game, witches were a profession reserved for women, but there was no profession of prayer. Just from the beginning of her story, I guess it's the monastic profession I have. However, it was the intermediate bishop who broke the curse [Anti-Curse Ceremony (Anticars)] and the senior pope [Holy Purifying (Holy Purifying)].

[Anti-Curse Ceremony (Anti-Cars)] is a magical skill to decurse items and status attributes, and [Holy Purifying (Holy Purifying)] was a magical skill that can inflict significant damage to Immortal attributes in addition to decursing.

"It's not armor, it's arc. I can use the curse relieving magic for once... but I don't know if it will work."

I've never used it in real life... With that in mind, he holds his hand against the children's collar and casts the [Anti-Curse Ceremony (Anti-Cars)]. When the magic formation of intricately tattooed light unfolded flat in his hands was sucked into the collar of the demon, the collar broke making a noise at the same time as the clear sound sounded and fell on the spot.

The child, with the collar removed, stroked around his neck once and turned to a bright smile.

"Thanks! Odysan the armor!!

Mm-hmm, now I laugh in my heart that I'm sure I'll increase my liking with the Elves. The other kids who were watching it, me and me, they come by. I lined it up in a row and de-cursed the collar in turn.

Donaha, who was watching it, was also leaking a sigh of relief. And I wonder if it's because Donaha calmed down and gave the kids a little novel.

"Not at all... didn't your parents tell you not to leave the settlement on your own? It's careless."

"... sorry.... the Spirit made a scene and said he was helping and helping, so I thought I'd help you..."

When one of the children talks about the situation with a few tears in his eyes, Arian questions the child.

"Spirit making a scene? Anything wrong?

"When I went to the place where the Spirit was helping me, there was a trapped cotton-haired fox full of scratches... If I wanted to help you, people caught me..."

Arian and Donaha's gaze on the words created an atmosphere that at once lowered the liking that should have gone up earlier. I feel like I'm getting some kind of unwanted misunderstanding, so I just have to clarify here.

"Let me tell you without misunderstanding, this Ponta helped us to get caught in the bandit's Negijo. I'm never the one who lured the elf kids out and trapped them, am I?

"─ Well, yeah. He won't miss the wary cotton-haired fox..."

When Ariane clapped her shoulders and groaned so as she held that busty breast with both arms, Donaha lost sight of whether she had also given her consent or stabbed this one. Apparently, it's going to be okay to see that you've solved the misunderstanding.

Seeing Ponta with that in mind, he was surrounded by the children of the elves and caressed their blocked hair. I was talking about being vigilant and rarely nostalgic to people, but seeing this sight makes me suspicious to myself, especially not to anyone.

"Well, I have to get the kids to the nearest settlement first. It's time to leave. The sun is about to set. If we can all use spiritual magic now, can we at least protect ourselves?

That said, Donaha urged the children, and the children replied well and went into the woods with it. When spiritual magic can be used even by these little children, they are more combative than they can defend themselves in this dangerous forest.

"Be careful, Donaha. Did I say arc? If you're free, can you help me out a little? That aftermath......"

She says so and gives the fruit of an armed group scattered around the carriage with shapely jaws.

Well, I didn't deny half of it because I did it myself, and it's a hard experience to tell a beautiful lady that she's going to use it with her chin.

As we gather the remains of the men in one place, pulling money from weapons and pockets that are likely to sell, Ariane, who was watching it, frowns neatly.

"I can't believe I stole things from the dead... I wonder why people like you miss cottonwool foxes."

"Whatever you put aside to live in people's worlds, you have money. Besides, I've never done a lot of traveling roadblocks... The Elves don't use currency?

When I heard that, I said, "Elves have about the same gold coins!" Arian pissed me off.

Apparently, barter is basically mainstream inside the elves, but we were talking about using elf gold coins to do business with outside the inside.

Elf gold coins seem to be made of pure gold rather than alloys like human gold coins, and are more valuable than human gold coins. Arian was adept at saying that in people's big business, they sometimes bother to trade elf gold coins, and even trade for elf gold coins in people's gold coins.

The atmosphere feels like a glamorous, luscious old lady, but the way she talks about it is somewhere smiling and cute. If I told him, he wouldn't say anything because he was going to be stared at with those tight golden eyes.

When I gather all the bodies in one place, Arian tells Xu to step forward and step back.

When he lowered a little, Ponta came with him and sat down to screw his body between his legs. Ponta's ears are tingly moving to explore Ariane's trends.

"Swallow, O earth."

Yes, when she put her little squeaky (screaming) hand on the ground, she wondered if the ground loaded with bodies had begun to ripple, and the ground began to swallow the bodies as if they were creatures. And after a while, the bodies of the men that had been piled up there like mountains had disappeared beautifully and without trace.

"Now these guys have become nutrients in the woods, and they've helped a little bit."

That's what she says. She stands up paying the dirt on her hands.

Ponta is tilting his neck by scratching firmly with his front leg the earth that had been waving until earlier.

Bring it to abandon the body. It's magic.

"Hmm, is that spiritual magic? Don't be the first to see it."

It's as if I've actually seen what I know so far in my knowledge, and I do that in an atmosphere where I'm not just saying I'm emotional.

When Arian finishes abandoning the body, he removes the horse connected to the wagon, slaps the horse's ass, and drives it to the right place. Apparently, the horses will let both get away with it.

Only the cargo carriage and the iron plaid loaded on its carrier were left at the site of the raid. I know this is going to be quite a bit of gold if I sell it, but if I go to the city to sell this stuff, it stands out in response. This is the only way to leave it.

"I'm good at spiritual magic of fire and earth. You didn't thank me properly. That was helpful earlier, thank you. I'm Arian. Ariane Glennis Maple."

She introduces herself as she turns to this side. She scratches up her long pure white hair and turns her golden eyes peeking from under her long eyelashes this way, bringing a seductive grin to her thick lips. The colors emanating from the troubled, crisp body haunt the luscious mind that drove the earlier incompetent man mad and desperate.

But it's kind of a sweet name...

"Ark. He's just a mercenary on a journey. And it's Ponta sitting there."

"Ki-yun!

Again to briefly introduce myself, Ponta sounds as she looks up. Apparently, it didn't ring for a name.

At the end of Ponta's gaze, a bird with big, beautiful blue-green feathers could be seen swirling down here. Arian notices it and looks up at the sky.

As he came down cleverly sewing through the gaps in the trees, he landed quietly on the left arm offered by Arian.

It's about the size of a crow a little smaller, but it's pretty big when you look at it up close like this. White crown feathers stand like asshole hair.

"Commonly known as the whisperer bird, this child is also a spiritual beast."

When she briefly gave the bird's name and description, the bird opened its mouth and began to speak in the voice of a fluent man.

"Danka found their stronghold in the city of Diento. Arian will rendezvous with Danka to rescue his countrymen."

The whispering bird shut his mouth and tilted his neck when he said all that. Then when Arian removes the small red nut from the pocket of the leather pocket attached to his hips, the whispering bird cleverly pecks it with his mouth. And when Arian stroked the crown feather of his head, he whispered straight out to the bird.

"Donaha and I have succeeded in rescuing the four of us, and we are returning to you now. I'm going to rendezvous with Danka."

When I'm done, she shakes her left arm up a little. When the whisperer used his inertia to fly, he cleverly avoided the leaves of the trees and rose into the sky and disappeared into the back of the forest.

Apparently, it's a bird like a biographical dove. The ability is just a complete voice recorder. I guess her message will be conveyed to the Lord of the voice the whisperer spoke earlier, as it was just now.

Looking at the scene suddenly, Ariane laughed at this one.

"You can't imitate a spiritual beast because it's hard for people to handle it, can you? By the way, you said mercenaries, didn't you? Aren't you going to hire me?

Ariane takes five pieces of gold out of the trinket compartment on her hips as she throws her provocative gaze here, and that's what she proposes.

"Five upfront and five more later in elf gold coins. Not a bad story, is it?

Earlier, the whisperer bird was talking about helping the Elves with their rescue mission in the city of Diento. Did that elf man I met the other day grab the whereabouts of the Elves in the city? This one was just a stroll around, but...

Still, why did you think to hire this one... There must be a good deal of certainty between the Elves and the people. Objectively, it's unlikely that you can easily trust a group of people with incompetent armor?

I ask her this in person and ask her a question with a great arm.

"Hmm. Can I trust me, the people?

"I didn't trust you. Cottonwool fox ponta there? I just trusted her. The Spirit Beast is a little kid, even if he misses people. Normally... Adults are either quite fond of people or don't think about anything from time to time."

Was this a tease or a tease? Sure, I don't really think about small things from time to time, the nature of life by instinct (people)......

Ponta leans her neck at her feet and looks up at this one.

"Well, why don't you hire me as a mercenary?"

"It's settled. Here!"

She throws the gold coin in her hand over here and drops it over. Catch it in the air at risk.

Unlike gold coins in this country, they are about a hundred yen in size and have an elaborate design engraved on both sides, which is quite complete. Even if you look at gold coins alone, the Elves seem to be more skilled than the people.

If it's made of pure gold, it's worth more than human gold coins at first glance.

Put the elf gold you received in the gold bag in your luggage bag.

Now, if it's a recapture of the imprisoned Elves, it's basically an undercover mission. The metastasis that we have been using as a convenient means of travel lately will be quite treasured because we will not act so ostensibly.

The Elves are likely to be more trustworthy than bad people, and it would be nice to keep the fringe we meet here strong.

This is your first request for a mercenary, would you like to work?