Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The gaze of the residents walking through the city was all on this side of the spectrum. Arian, who walks next door, always lowers the gray hood he wears from his head and now exposes his face. Cut long golden eyes on its neat face, light purple skin and a busty body peeking from under its coat would be sufficient elements to gather other gazes.

"I feel strange, I can't believe the elves live in the city of the people they want..."

Saying so, she looks at the residents going to the city. After a while she wears a gray hood from her head as usual, eventually the gaze she was paying attention to diminishes.

"Lord Arian, let's take today's inn."

"Why? If we even capture the sandworm, aren't we headed to Landbart right away?

Ariane leans her neck with her doubts in her mouth.

"If capturing the sandworm is going to take place between evening and night, will you stay in this city for at least one night?

"If you say so... Sorry, my very best..."

When I remembered and convinced him of Carthy's earlier story, I accidentally uttered words of apology.

"I will only do what I can to comply with the intentions of the employee, Lord Arian. Besides, traveling is a flair for eating roadgrass."

"... thanks"

Off her face she said a small word of gratitude, heading somewhat early to the inn's lined corner. Follow it later with a slightly larger stride.

There were not many lodgings, and the larger lodgings were made by mercenary groups and others. Only small lodgings could be taken, but two rooms were taken if it was only revealed overnight.

The innkeeper's father told me that the streets passing by this city were not very crowded, and that there were not many visitors except for the mercenary regiment who came looking for Warcraft material.

After taking the inn, myself and Arian hung out and looked around the city, heading back to the lord's mansion when the sun hung over Jomtien.

This time I saw Arian's face with his hood down silently in front of the guard, and he let me through without being told anything in particular. But I saw Kersey walking this way just ahead of me when I dived the gate.

Behind him is a large, eyed carriage towed by four horses and a man who manipulates it, followed by three lightly armed guard-like men around it. But everyone but Carthy is covering her mouth with cloth, and she also looks like a bunch of robbers in a western play.

The carrier was loaded with dead grass on top of the rotten corpse of the earlier goblin, which also covered up the terrible appearance and slight odor. But still, the smell of the leak, the guard soldiers, and the inhabitants nearby, looked at each other in unison.

"Hey, it's time to leave"

Kersey, one looking fine, said so well and started walking to lead the carriage. When you greet the gateway soldiers on the city wall and get out of the city, you head down the hill to the street.

From there, we take the streets and head north. And after a while, he left the street and went west through the wasteland.

On that road, Kersey taught me about the ecology of sandworms. It seems that Sandworm is in the deep ground during the day, and hangs from evening to night to work actively in search of food. They say the bait mostly fishes dead meat, and this time the goblin's body is a sprinkler for it.

He seems to be vulnerable to flames as a weakness, but the outer skin will withstand heat up to a certain point, and if you cross that constant line, this time the body will start burning, so it is forbidden to attack by flames for this specimen collection.

"I know if you're a soilworm, why don't you just slash off the tip of your head?

"The soil worm I see a lot in the Great Forest is about three meters long, but the sandworm is big, so it's about twenty meters long, and it's very elastic on top of it, which is about a huge hug of adults, so it's hard to slash your head off with a sword. And besides being so powerful, it's hard to take them down because as soon as they're in danger, they run off into the ground."

Carthy answers Arian's question with the look of trouble.

Twenty meters is pretty much a monster nonetheless. However, if you are as thick as an adult, you can amply amputate your head with your own "Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg)". And then I wonder if I can encounter the desired sandworm.

After a while, the surrounding ground softened considerably, and Kersey looked back as he came to a point where he could no longer move on in a carriage.

"All right, I think it's good around here. Put the bait around there and wait till the sun sets, hiding in the shade of the rock in front of us."

That is how he showed it as a place of bait, especially in a reddish wasteland with no philosophy whatsoever, and the large rocky mountain in front of it is shaped like a horn grown from the pointy earth ahead. It wouldn't be so easy to foresee from beyond if carriages and people lurked in the shadows of the rocks.

Following Kersey's instructions, the three guards grab the spear that was loaded in the carriage and stab the goblin, the sprinkler, to carry it to the designated location. I guess there's no way they're all flattering each other.

After finishing putting the bait down, he took a break and waited for the sun to set while chatting and such in the shadows of the rocks. Ponta, to say the least, sleeps comfortably on Arian's lap and circles.

The guards were taking turns keeping an eye on the surrounding area with their faces coming out of the rock shade, and Carthy was, to say the least, copying the appearance of plants growing nearby into something like a piece of parchment.

Eventually, as the sun tilts, it changes its colour to the shrub grass that is growing in such a way that it creeps into the reddish earth, dyeing the colour of the sunset as far as it can see. The dotted rock stretches out the shadows, drawing stripes on the wasteland. Contrary to the fact that temperatures start slowly falling, Curtsey's tension appears to be rising. The guards who followed me when they saw Carthy like that are restless after repeatedly pulling their heads out of the rock shade and pulling them in from earlier are laughing bitterly.

Eventually, from the dusk-colored sky, the unintentional Warcraft flew in with the West Sun on its back. I recognize that figure. Sandwyburn, a warcraft with a bird-like head that has about four metres of wings together, was of the same kind that was attacked in the herd this morning.

When the winged sound reached this far, Ponta, who slept on Arian's lap, literally jumped up and wrapped it around her neck. It's just Ariane looks pretty happy with her cheeks loose.

"Sandwyburn is here. I don't usually fish for dead meat."

Kersey mutters to herself with pleasure as she peeks into the sandwich burn landed around spraying bait from the rock shade.

The two sandwichburns slowly approached the abandoned goblin and, like their faces, began to peck (if followed) dead meat like birds. But when one lifted his head to guard against something and looked around, the next moment he flew to the sky with momentum and wings. But the other one was obsessed with pecking goblins, or when he suddenly grabbed by the thing that popped out of the ground, he left a screaming squeam and was dragged straight into the ground.

And as signaled, one giant after the other emerged from the earth. On the outer skin of a mossy green and loess colour mixed together, the mouth peeks like four petals open at the tip, and behind its open mouth there are countless fine teeth lined up to look for prey. Behind his mouth was an organ as if it were a fishbird, from which he erupted earth and dust, with countless feet neatly lined up on the abdominal side that resembled a hundred feet.

Even the part that appeared from the surface was five meters long, twisting its tree-like body, and turning its head toward the rotten goblin, the bait that was placed on the surface. That number is five in all.

"Oh man, I didn't expect so many to come out...... Exactly. It's suicide to challenge these numbers of sandworms."

Looking back at that rolling sight, it was still Kersey who made a slightly unfortunate voice.

"Didn't Sandworm eat dead meat? Looks like Wyburn's been feeding off too."

"I said I prefer dead meat, but I didn't say I wouldn't eat living meat."

Kersey answers her questions while keeping her gaze fixed toward the sandworm. If so, humans also do not appear to be the subject of predation.

There's nothing you can't defeat if you use this number, magic, etc., but I wonder if it's okay to do something that stands out here.

If there were just five of those giants in the sandworm, they wouldn't have made it to the end with all those goblin numbers, one of them losing the battle for bait was being ejected.

And as one of them noticed something, he accidentally turned his head here. Then, as he dived vigorously into the ground from his head, he approached us as he raised the soil in the surface area.

"Ugh!!

One of the guards, frightened by its unexpected speed and the giant I saw earlier, screamed and jumped out of the shadows of the rocks and rushed out to those with the streets.

Then, as if snooping in a periscope, even as he was diving into the ground, the impending soil changed course to follow after that rushed guard.

"Mmm-hmm!

When I literally jump out of the shadow of a rock as well, I rush behind that guard at once with high leg power in vain. At the same time as he arrives, the head of a sandworm that flies out of the ground opens its petals in an attempt to prey on his prey, impending to protrude its countless fangs. I don't have time or time to pull out my sword, I clash with the Sandworm giant in such a state.

Grab the sandworm's bamboo directly from the front and stop its giant advance by force alone. Immediately in front of me I can see countless fangs hanging from my open mouth like alien eggs. Making a giddy noise, trying to unravel the arm you are grasping, makes that giant twist, but letting it do so cages more power into suppression.

"Hi-no!!

Right behind me, the guard slipped out of his hips and backed off. I see some damp marks between my crotches. Is this warcraft sensitive to odors?

Sandworm shafts that giant that dived into the ground, hitting around in his arms trying to throw this one away. He has a lot of power if he becomes a giant that is just about twenty meters long, and he pushes his head in with a tight fit as he drops his hips desperately as his legs are about to get off the ground.

"Humph!!

As long as the body is diving in the ground, the portion of the mound is in the sandworm. To beat it first, pull the sandworm out of the ground as if it were a radish. But the enemy is also desperate to resist being pulled out, and becomes like a drag. At last the giant of the sandworm lays on the ground as he twists and lowers back, causing his body to twist and strike around.

A sandworm opens and closes his mouth on his chest and tries to bite this way, making his body tremble and roar. Keep that pressed in. Now use your legs to strangle the sandworm's body, and keep it tightened up with Chalk Sleeper guidelines.

"Ark!"

Arian, who rushed to the side of the beating sandworm, is stepping back on the spot with his sword in his hand to peek into the gap.

"It's all right, Lord Arian! Mind you!

He calls out to Arian to tell him he's safe, and he cages his strength in a thousand pieces to stab him in the sandworm. Eventually, after Sandworm's giant cramped powerlessly, he unraveled the chalksleeper's posture to peek softly.

Just below the head and around the torso beneath it, two marks remained as tight as they had strangled with all their might, and the giant rolled over a much dimmer wasteland.

"No, no, no, no, I can't believe there was someone who would bare-handedly tighten up the sandworm..."

It was Kersey who approached us with a shock and surprise. Looking around at the lying giant, he called out to this side. The rest of the guards who followed me from behind also tried to look this way faraway with an outdated look on their face.

A pointless argument began to be held in the brain about which would have been a discreet way to use flashy magic or to tighten up the Warcraft with outward force. No, I don't know if it's already happening.

Stand up in the guise of a wind that is nothing but for the price, paying dirt and dust attached to your coat or armor.

If you look at the place that was swarmed by goblin sprinklers until earlier, there's no more goblins or sandwiches there, just the wasteland spreading as if nothing had happened.

"Lord Carthy, is this complete for the capture of Sandworm?

Returning his gaze to the sandworm at his feet, Carthy was moving around it touching or pulling that giant in such a fast-paced manner.

"Enough! I never thought I'd be able to collect such beautiful specimens."

Kersey, who raised her face with a slightly exciting voice, shows joy with a full body.

"Dear Carthy, there will be no more time until the sun sets. If you don't retrieve what you're looking for and move quickly, Sandwichburn may attack you this time."

Another guard, who was helping his fellow guards who were losing their hips and waking them up, looked up at the surrounding sky as he advanced to Carthy.

The sun is already going into the shadows of the mountains and invisible, and the sky is darkening blue to cover the sky.

"That's true, too, because I actually assumed Nojuku appeared unexpectedly early."

Under Kersey's instructions, load the Sandworm giant onto the carriage carrier. The long giant was loaded so that it wrapped around the curtain, and the scene was left behind early.

"There's a bunch of Sandwichburns out here around the city these days."

On his way back to Blambaina, Carthy, who was walking alongside the carriage, tells that with her gaze at the guards looking around the sky somewhat anxiously.

"We also encountered it on the journey to Blambaina. I've shot down a couple of them and left them there."

"Is that true!? Well, then, Skittos, why don't I tell you and let you collect it?

I conclude that neither myself nor Arian have any particular use for it, so I accept that I don't mind.

Eventually I began to see the hills on which the city of Blambaina was built, and I felt the tension between the guards soften as the city lights approached. The city had already closed its city gate, but when Kersey was taken over by the guard soldiers, the gate was opened after it was slightly there.

"Lord Carthy, it's time for us to spare you around here."

After entering the city, he spoke in the square along the way. Looking back, Kersey hit her hand and took the cloth wrap placed in the corner of the carrier.

"It's been a meaningful day. This is the book of promised rewards. I'd appreciate it if you could help me inside. Hopefully, we'll have company out there who'll be interested."

Hand that wrap to Arian and give him your right hand. She also received it and shook her hand back.

"Thank you. Perhaps you should narrow down the selection of people you can view."

With a grin on Carthy's mouth and Arian returning it that way, Carthy laughed and waved, walking out toward the Lords Mansion with the carriage.

"Let's take a break..."

"... right"

After dropping off Carthy's back, they turned to the inn they were taking too.