Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The night also saw two people walking east on their backs, still in the dark streets of dawn. The sky is in preparation to lighten up the colour of slightly blue and inform its dawn.

From the mountains (or so-called mountains) of Mount Calcutto, which can be bordered to the north, the cool air flows down, and the mountain forests and plains stretching out on its hemline seem to try to dazzle the destinations of the travellers on the road.

In its midst, the long-lasting woman walking next door walks refreshed with a gray coat. A plain garment with an easy-to-move long-sleeved hem peeks through the gap in the overwhelming coat, with leather corset-shaped protective equipment covering the top. But even from such a low-exposure appearance, you can see her with her big, stretched chest, her rounded glutes on her bracketed hips, and her fleshy limbs.

However, when I look at her face, it is obvious that she is not a normal person.

Her skin was as smooth as a light purple crystal, her hair was as white as snow, her eyes staring forward had golden eyes, and she had distinctly different characteristics from people, such as not long but pointy ears.

She is one of the species known in this world as the Dark Elf, accompanying her journey today and her current client, who is above her hired body.

Her name is Arian Glennis Maple. He is one of the warriors belonging to the Canadian Great Forest, its central city, the forest capital Maple, where many of the Elves live.

A long sword with a lion-like pattern is lowered at the waist, and the sword technique that is pulled out and wielded is such that even a skilled mercenary can easily be used. He also specializes in spiritual magic that the East and West and the Elves cannot exercise without leaking into examples when they are painted in ancient times.

That figure of herself walking side by side of her, so to speak, remained that of the game character she was playing before she was flown into this other world.

Peeping from beneath the windswept black coat is a silver full-body armor decorated with detail and colored with a white and ethereal tone, as if it were a luxurious armor worn by a mythical knight.

The cloak as provided for armor is pitch-black, reminiscent of the darkness of the night, and on the inside it is like a starry sky visible in the cloak with a brilliance as if it had cut through the night sky.

On his back he is responsible for a large round shield decorated with an elaborate design and a large hemp bag that keeps what he needs to make his journey, with a large sword on his back lower back that emits a divine presence.

And the biggest problem with that was that the contents of the armor were all skeleton bodies.

With a light fire shaking like a pale human soul in his orbit, his face has managed not to make much noise until now because it fits under the helmet of this luxurious armor.

Arian, who walks next door, is also the first person to accept me without ever pointing a sword at him. Since the number of people who exposed this true figure in public is enough to count it with one hand, it will not be possible to take off their helmets without much darkness in public.

However, I guess it is just a matter of survival and joy that we were able to reach out to such a small number of people who would accept us.

I've had bad whale luck for a long time, but I'm fortunate in this other world that it was only good to patrol people, so I'm all alone inside.

Delayed by such emotion, Arian accidentally rang me from lying down.

"Ark, what did you think of Chiyome's magic the other day?

Ark was the name of this current time when he was his body, the game character, and now he was playing the character in role play just as he was playing the game. No, I don't know if I've gotten used to being this character for a long time, but I don't feel uncomfortable at all because it's becoming natural.

Arian, who had a slightly contemplative eye, looked off his gaze from the front of the scratch to peek into this direction.

When she says Chiyome, she is the name of one girl who recently requested help to help her compatriots caught by slave traders in the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Rhoden. In this world, the girl of the species known as the people of Yamano was a species known as the Beast Man, who had a beast ear on his head and a tail on his waist.

Her ancestors formed a new clan, guided by beings similar to herself who appeared in this world about six hundred years ago, and now form a group like the descendants of ninjas to name the clan of Blade Hearts (Jinsin) and help their compatriots scattered around the continent.

The people of Yamano and the Elves, among others, are the subject of persecution from human beings on this northern continent and are exposed to threats such as slave hunting. It trails the history of persecution of others in this other world, too, as is evident from the long history of struggle with black and white skin in the other world.

Being a yellow race, I thought that both my black and white skin were attractive and enviable, but is it possible to say this because it is a modern feeling? Having said that, my skin was prone to sunburn (people), but I often had the feeling that sunburn and black skin were still different.

Well, I feel like I forgot something important, but I can't remember.

Once he shakes off the thought that was off the sidewalk, he shifts his gaze to Arian.

In the corner and in the corner, we are still walking with Ariane to find the whereabouts of the captured Elves, nothing more than to travel to their destination.

In the king's capital of this country, myself and Ariane were also involved in a slaver raid by lending a hand to them and the Blade Heart clan from a deal called Chiyome's request for cooperation.

I guess Arian is referring to the Chiyome ninja technique he used at that time. In this magical existential world it is certainly more magical to pass by than to say ninja.

"Hmm, that was just ninja, wasn't it? Was there anything you thought of, Lord Arian?"

"Yes, that one she said Ninjutsu was spiritual magic..."

I also had a surprise voice leaking into the boulder at the words of her.

"Hmm? I thought spiritual magic was something only the Elves could handle, but it's not?

Arian shook her head quietly at this question.

"No, there's no pedigree constraint to dealing with spiritual magic. As long as you can communicate with the Spirit and execute the covenant, even the people can do it. … I'm just saying that it's fatally difficult for people to communicate with spirits."

But I think it's synonymous with theoretical talk, which is actually almost impossible. Though I think so, I remember a little of the characteristics of the Yamano people, and strike my hand.

"With that said, I heard before that the people of Yamano are one of those species that let their hearts pass with spiritual beasts?

A spiritual beast is a generic name for an organism that houses the power of the spirits in its body. It seems that people rarely miss it as if it were a very vigilant animal. The people of Yamano and the Elves were among the few species that could handle the spiritual beasts relatively well.

"Yes, it's just that many Yamano people have low magic aptitudes, so even if they can communicate with the Spirit, most of them don't even get to the contract. There are still a few Yamano people who use spiritual magic. Just..."

That being said, Ariane lays her eyes down to remind her of the other day in King's Capital.

"That was like the Spirit Beast itself..."

Her open gold eyes are fixed near the top of her head. It was where the Ponta of the Spirit Beast was affixed as its usual constant position.

Ponta is an animal that resembles a fox about sixty centimeters long. The tail accounts for half of the body, and its tail is like tampon cotton wool, with its face intact as a fox. However, the front and rear legs have something like a coat, and I get the impression that it's only rusty there. Soft looking fur, light grassy emerald hair covers the entire back and belly hair is white.

It's commonly known as the Cottonwool Fox, a kind of spiritual beast, but since helping the bandits catch us, we've come on a journey with nostalgia for some reason.

Ponta is also an exact fantasy animal who uses the power of the Spirit to make his own magic to produce the wind and fly freely on it.

Ariane stares at me and Ponta is leaning her little neck over her head.

"Kiyun?

Does this mean that Ponta, the spiritual beast, and the previous Chiyome will fit into the same biological frame?

"What the hell does that mean?

Hit her by honestly questioning what she thought.

Ariane slowly opened her mouth to confirm that opinion herself, after she set her gaze back forward again.

"The spiritual magic used by us Elves and the spiritual magic used by the spiritual beasts seem similar. We give the spirits the magic vegetables (mana) that are in our bodies, and the spirits convert them into magic under contract. Spirit beasts don't have a deal with spirits, they're integrated with spirits. You can use magic directly by converting the magic vegetables in your body."

"Do you mean that Lord Chiyome is not exercising magic by covenant with the Spirit, but exercising magic with integration with the Spirit?

"That's what's gonna happen."

Ponta, who slept on his helmet, made a huge stretch.

So I raise my hand small that a new question arises, and I ask Arian.

"Do elves like Lord Ariane and the others see such things?

"Yeah. The Elves can see magic magic (mana) that people can't perceive. This also allows the Spirit to see, making communication and contract easier. Remember when we walked into the Canadian Forest?

She looked back and inquired the other day when they visited La Latoia, one of the living quarters of the Elves. I nod remembering the woods of giant trees.

"We pick a relatively thin spot for Magic Vegetables, which reduces the chance of encountering powerful Warcraft in the Great Forest. However, the Elves are better at this than the Dark Elves, and many Dark Elves are better at their physical abilities."

A gavel, convinced and hammered. When they went into the Great Forest, they didn't go straight, and I thought they were snaking through the woods to make it harder for outsiders to remember their path on the road.

"Cheng Cheng, wasn't that to make me understand the path in the woods..."

To his own self, Arian gave him a slightly frightened look and glanced at his shoulder.

"Ark has metastatic magic, so it doesn't matter on the road, does it?

That's what I was saying. There is a transitional magic that allows you to travel short and long distances instantly within the magic you can handle. That's a convenient magic that you don't need to remember along the way, as long as you recognize the destination, you can travel instantly. For me with a slight difficulty in my sense of direction, it is also one of the magic I cannot let go of.

However, since the [transfer gate (gate)] of long-range transfer magic can only fly to a visible location once, and the destination cannot be moved until it is firmly thought of in the mind, and the [dimensional walking method (dimensional movement)] of short-range transfer magic can only fly to a visible location, it is also difficult to travel with limited vision, as is the case now.

"Hmm, so the Elves can travel relatively safely in the woods where powerful warcraft travel thanks to their abilities..."

"There's a personal difference. Evangeline, the first chief, said she had little power to see magic vegetables."

What she calls the Elves' first chief is a useful actor who made the forest capital Maple, and from what I've heard, he seems to have crossed over into this world in the same situation as himself. Maybe he was an elf, but he didn't have the unique abilities?

However, "most" is not the same as "at all". Was there also some ability to see magic vegetables (mana)... There's no way to be sure now that he's already deceased.

As I walked in such a thought, the sky was gradually starting to whiten from the direction of my back. Coming down from the mountains, it also gradually diminishes as the surroundings become brighter, and is pushed away as if slipping down the plains on a blowing wind.

The grass trees stroked by the wind quietly shrug as if they would welcome a morning visit. When my vision opened up just a little, I could see fields along the streets and villages and other settlements in the distance.

Exactly, the distance wasn't so far away on foot from the Wang du, if you look back, you can still see the Wang du, which was so sumptuous as a mirage.

"My vision is opening up a bit. Let's just say we make a little distance without other eyes."

To put it that way, Arian also nodded lightly with what she was already used to, so that her hand could grab onto her own shoulder and be placed.

"[Dimensional Stepping (Dimension Move)]"

Activating the magic of short-range transfer to signal it, the scenery flew all at once to the end of the street where it was viewed.

That's how myself and Ariane went down the street for their next destination, Landbart, as they made repeated transfers within the flowing plains of Morning.