Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The next day, early in the morning, I flew all at once using [Transfer Gate (Gate)] from Laratoia to yesterday's save point, to Oki, which was also a landmark big rock hug.

There was nothing particularly wrong with it from there, and it was around noon that we made it through the woods to Hoban, which lies ahead.

Not as far away from the road where the raid scene we went yesterday was.

The city of Hoban bears the Ternassos Mountains, which can be bordered to the south, and is made up of plains located in the valley where the Annette Mountains stand to the front, with forest influences extending at the foot of each mountain range, and cultivated land around the city extends for a long time to the east and west.

The city of Hoban, visible in the centre, is not as circumferential as it has been before, but rather as a fortress surrounded by square exterior walls.

Yesterday's rain was also completely up, and the sun, which was near noon, lit up the city brightly, and the stone city walls were dazzling reflections of it.

With Ponta on his head, Ariane and I walked the usual path through the field to the city of Hoban, but as we gradually got to the distance where we could see the city's jewellery, we noticed that there was some sort of vibe.

The city's city walls are about fifteen meters high, surrounded by pond-like water moats. Both sides of the front visible gate are equipped with gate towers, with guards monitoring the entry and exit of the gate.

In front of the gate, on a stone bridge crossed by a water borehole, there are several guards scrutinizing people and luggage trying to enter the city, and they seem busy moving around. But for the sake of careful censorship, many people and luggage were queued in front of the gate.

Compared to the size of the city, this North Gate is only two carriages wide, and it's not that big. Perhaps the gates facing you are bigger because this city of Hoban has large streets to the east and west.

But the east and west gates are more crowded than here, or from time to time I can see a carriage coming to the north gate that would be empty from the east or west gate direction.

Going near the gate, the guard repeatedly pulls the luggage of the carriage and peels off the jacket of the person on board to see his face, etc. It seems that a group of mercenaries, without exception, have been stripped of their helmets and examined.

Apparently I'm not censoring my luggage or anything, it's kind of like looking for someone.

This censorship system won't allow you to dive into the city.

When I look at Arian behind me, he wears his usual grey coat deep in his eyes and hides that he is a dark elf.

In the Kingdom of Rhoden, once the Elves' captivity, etc., has a treaty and is prohibited by national law, but it is a different story whether it is upheld.

If they knew it was a dark elf that would come with a higher price than the Elves, they would definitely be able to see it from a variety of places.

And this is the territory with the person who will be Houlish du Hoban, whose name was on the Elf's contract of sale. I guess it's a lord clan to name Hoban, if she exposes herself to a city where there is a lord who buys the Elves in disregard of national law, it will be visible later.

Besides, the contents of my armor are skeletons. I can't even take it off when the guard censors me to take my helmet off.

"It seems impossible to dive into the city from the front."

"Right."

Golden eyes peek from the back of the grey coat, and she nods as she looks to the city.

I can't even go home without grabbing some information about the Elves sold here, I just have to walk around the city a little and look for somewhere I think I can break in.

The north road along the water borehole, the side of the city, is full of sidewalks, and the transfer is unlikely to allow you to travel far above the city walls. Maybe a little more invisible, or maybe there's no other way to wait for the sun to exploit the darkness.

Take Arian and Ponta around the east and walk along the city walls of Hoban, looking for places that are unpopular and sparsely guarded.

Straight city walls run all the way east and this city seems to boast considerable size.

Eventually, a roundabout gate can be seen on the east side of the city wall, but it was bigger than the North Gate earlier, but about double the size of the East Gate.

For this reason, the bridge in front of the gate is not to be said, but it is filled with people and carriages overflowing to the streets.

If you look closely, the guards on the fence seemed to have fewer guards to break into censorship.

Now it seems easy to move over the walls before entering the city, but there are too many people around waiting for censorship.

Leaving Arian and the scene, we turn further towards the city wall on the south side of the city.

Apparently, there were no large gates on the south side, only small gates, such as those used only for access for peasants heading out to the surrounding arable land.

There are few crowds and only about tired peasants to see there are shadows around.

As was the case when I was walking down the road earlier, all the peasants in the cultivated land around Hoban had a smug look on their faces, and occasionally those who had eyes looked at them and looked frightened and missed their gaze.

Is the helmet a problem, especially if Arian sees that he hasn't shown any reaction?

The luxurious and prominent armor is covered with a black coat, but you can't just cover it up to your head.

But if you can get out of sight and don't look at me, it would be convenient in the present situation.

"Lord Arian, fly from here to the city. They'll grab you."

"Okay."

When she spoke to Arian, who was behind her, as she lowered her hips to make sure she had no eyes to look around her, she also replied in the manner she was accustomed to and put her hand on her shoulder.

"[Dimensional Stepping (Dimension Move)]"

When the scenery switches at the same time as the magic activation and transfers to the city wall of Hoban, which was the target, he runs his gaze around with himself low.

Look around the city of Hoban, quickly approaching the chest wall and spreading beneath your eyes, looking for the right place where you might be able to go down to the city, which you can't help noticeably being on the city wall forever.

All the houses near the South Gate exhibit a lonely look and do not seem to be very rich hierarchically inhabited land. Activate the [Dimensional Walking Method (Dimension Move)] again with the goal of using the back of a house like a barn there.

"Have you finally entered the city of Hoban..."

He shifts to the back of the barn and then squeals as he looks up at the city wall behind him.

"All you have to do is find the buyer, Hoolish du Hoban."

Arian, in a grey coat, speaks the name of the person of interest while checking his surroundings.

"I don't know if it's the Lords of this city who call themselves Hoban... but let's just say we start looking for the castle where the Lords live"

I don't think I can get a powerful clue if I ask around the city about clues to Elf captivity that touch national law.

It would be quicker to put exploration directly in the vicinity of the lord.

For now, we need to find the castle where the lord lives, perhaps if we head to the heart of the city of Hoban, we'll find out for ourselves.

With that in mind, I head out from the back of the barn to the surface. I can't feel anything very lively with the same wooden architecture standing around me.

Those around him also look at this side of the spectrum, forcing his face to stretch and hastily pull him in. There are no more people around, and it's like Ghost Town.

Thanks. You look like you're reacting by looking at a helmet like this knight, but I don't know why. Do Hoban knights here have many rough men?

With that in mind, my legs proceeded and eventually I went out to a bustling place that was popular. Along the street, shops take houses and customers speak up and do business. People who go out, carriages, etc. create a hustle and noise and look lively in the city.

But there was a pungent atmosphere, such as the occasional noisy eyewitnesses and the guards who looked like they were there.

It's called censorship in front of the gate, it's called how things are in the city, is there something going on in this city?

"What a vibe..."

"There are so many guards in the city, it's hard to move."

As I looked around me in conversation with Arian and walked down the street, I eventually saw the walls near the center of the city.

Perhaps this is the castle of the lord, the height of the walls is almost as high as the city walls and blocks sight from the surroundings. Wide water moats are dug around the walls and are not easily accessible.

At the end of his gaze was a bouncing bridge, surrounded by excessive numbers of guards, intimidating those around him. As a result, there are no people around the jump bridge, and if you approach them inadvertently, you may be slapping them from the guards.

I don't envisage going in from the front, so for now, I'll go ahead and look at the walls, looking for a place that seems easy to break in.

But the streets along the moat have guards positioned at regular intervals, and even more so if walking posts stand at equal intervals above the walls of the castle.

The streets along this moat are crowded and difficult to transfer from a little further away.

When this happens, we seem to have to stray into the darkness of the night and cross the walls, but without the moonlight, the darkness is falling everywhere at night, making it difficult to make a transition.

We just have to hope the weather doesn't break down like it did yesterday.

I think so. I look up to heaven.

When there were some clouds, but a dazzling and shining sun floated in the sky, and I was relieved in my heart that this worry was going to be worrying, I heard some angry pregnancy from somewhere.

When I looked in the direction of that whispering voice, I saw a scene where several guards were beating up on one boy. Those around them are watching the winding far away just because they don't forgive me for eating the roll, and there is no one who blocks my sight.

"Where the hell did you see me walk? I had cancer! Damn!!

"Dirty kids like you don't wander around like this! A blind eye!!

The guards were slamming a kick into the boy who rolled onto the ground in front of them, rumbling to a fairly low degree among the roughly obfuscations.

The boy stretched his dark hair out to blur and was dressed like a dirty cunt. Something like thirteen or four when I was a year old? You got kicked and cut off your mouth. Blood is flowing and you're in pain, but the boy's eyes were directed at the guard to stare, and his defiant eyes were the result of making the guard even more angry.

"What those eyes! He's a busy kid for the habits of the poor!

It's not a very pleasant occasion to watch.

Where the guard tried to kick more into the boy, he spoke up for arbitration.

"Why don't you stop it around there? It will be enough for the child."

"What the hell, Temee?! Extra mouth...?

The guards turn to this side of the spectrum, but the voice was never uttered until the end.

The guard who saw the black coat, exposed to silver armor, and bent over with his hands on the pattern of the Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg) raised on the back of his waist, blued his face and solidified.

Thinking it would significantly impair his majesty, Ponta was in Ariane's chest, currently in the rear, but seemed slightly dissatisfied.

"... would it be enough already?

Again to the guards, asking again with a voice slightly lower than earlier, the guards bowed their heads at an angle of ninety degrees after becoming immovable and saluting.

"Ha! Sorry to disturb you! We apologize for this!

Returning from the ninetieth degree, the guards left the boy behind us and on the spot to run away.

Looks like the armor worked better than I thought. It is a luxurious piece of armor that will never be worn by a single knight or mercenary. I wonder where they thought it was a fancy knight.

However, the effect of the armor seemed to be on other far-winded people, who were all rushing into the house or passing by early enough to become unpopular around them.

"Boy, if you're hurt, I'll fix you up, okay?

This one looks at the armor and asks that to the boy who is revealing his vigilance, but he opened his mouth slightly as he stared at this one while in a squatting position on the ground.

"I will not accept your charity..."

While the guard kicked me and held my painful belly, the boy just stood on his knees and glanced at me for trying so hard but not for strength in his knees.

"I am not the Lord's Hand. And you can use healing magic, so if you get hurt to that extent, you'll end up with one blink?

A slight change in the boy's attitude appeared when he covered his prominent armor with a black coat and poked one knee to fit the boy's gaze and asked again.

"Healing...... magic...... With that...... worse than this, can an injury heal?

"Oh, it's gonna heal."

Anyway, if you use your magic, even the dead will be resurrected, and most injuries will heal. It's just forbidden to use too much when it comes to resuscitation of the dead, but as long as it's about magic to recover from a child's injury, it'll be fine.

I nodded as I answered the boy's question and saw a little joy in his eyes.

Is there anyone else who would like to be treated?

"Sell information......, so healing magic. Can you fix my sister!?

"Hmm, I don't want any consideration in particular?

"I'll pay the consideration...... I won't take it."

Slightly stubborn attitude, but also brilliant insistence at this age.

It would be better if this person demanded some consideration to suit him.

"Did I say info... So what kind of information are you selling?

"... the way out, the way back..."

My mouth slackened unexpectedly at the boy's answer like that heavenly dispensation.

"Ho?... So do you know the way out to Lord's Castle?

The boy, who heard the question on this side, opened his eyes and rushed to run his gaze around him, dropping his voice and returning it with a question.

"... why are you asking me that?

The boy comes crushing observation of this one with an exploratory look.

If he had been treated differently by the Lord's guards, he wouldn't have leaked a word to the other side after he had spoken a little about this situation.

"I have a little something to look for in the castle..."

But I did not tell him the clear purpose, and when I answered slightly blurred, for a while the boy in front of me seemed to think of something with a wrinkle between his eyebrows, but I looked up to see if I had come to a conclusion.

"Okay......, I'll teach you the way out to Lord's Castle. Instead, meet my sister first."

"I understand. Healing magic on your sister, and then we'll get that information and the money."

The boy finally stood up on the spot, praising his face for the pain, and began walking around the city in a slightly fluttering foothold.