Skeleton Knight, in Another World

"This is another big welcome..."

"But it doesn't feel like you have a lot of work to do."

When Arian and I clapped shoulders in the center of the square and tapped lightly, mockery leaked from the men around us.

"You can't afford it, you puppet! Can they shake the contents of their helmets and treat them sparingly?

When a man stood up with a blunt weapon like a battle hammer (Battlemace) in his hand, a laugh arose simultaneously from similar people who were around him.

"Dude, the contents of that armored bastard over there could be elves, be as polite as you can be! Well, the purpose of this one is to be a woman, you can't scratch me by mistake!!

The poorly patterned, short-haired man who said that and said things like he was in charge of the control of the group, turned his gaze to this one and nodded his tongue. There is no atmosphere of the head of the buyer group (boss), just a trinity.

Apparently their purpose was to be Arian next door.

"Hehe, we're lucky Dark Elves show up all over a city like this! I can't stop getting excited about how much I can sell right now!

"Yabe, I'm excited and weird is getting better!!

When Arian, who seemed to depress his gaze around him, took the hood of his grey coat annoyingly, the men surrounding him boiled more when they saw him.

With that said, Arian was a Dark Elf, known as a rare species among the Elves. The Elves are like golden trees to people, and it may have been inevitable for them to come for them if they found people like these people to buy. The people of Blambaina and the lords of the land had been dealing with it normally for the price, so I was a little lost.

I'm guessing these guys came after Ariane, who exposed her face in front of the gate, after a meeting with the lord.

"I wonder if the human race is an intrigued people after all. I'll make you regret what you did to me..."

Angry in the eyes of gold, he said such a noisy thing and pulled out the "Lion King's Sword" he raised on his hips. Speaking of the men around him who watched it, he stands with his nibbly face further distorted.

Apparently they forgot that the Elves were excellent warriors, simply because they were convinced of the superiority of the group, and were alarmed by that attitude through leeway.

He sighs around looking at the people around him like that and complains to Arian, who keeps his back with the shield that was on his back.

"There are some things I'd like to ask these guys later, like not stopping their breath. All over the city, and in the middle of the day like this, you'll be in trouble later."

"So is that!

Arian rushed to momentum with his consent, moving his mouth slightly and pressing his sword against the men nearby. Moment after moment, the screams of the men wooded around.

The ground at the feet of those she chose to target pounded sharply, and about three of her feet were sewn on the spot. When the consciousness of the men around her was directed at those who screamed simultaneously, she was flesh-pressed by those three to slap her sword in. The speed of the sword being wielded is faster than previously seen. I'm not sure if that's what she's really doing or what she's doing with the "Lion King's Sword" in her hand, but it's sword speed and sword strength that makes me think I can't fathom the first guys on this scene.

The two men who were slashed in the arms and chest squatted in pain, and those who were beaten in Cricket Valley (temples) with the belly of their swords fell down with their white eyes peeled on the spot. By the time the men around her stood up to stare at her and wield her weapon, she was already approaching the other three.

Feeling the anger emanating from such surroundings on his back, this one also approached a man with a shield in his left hand and a frontal gothic body. The men's face has already wiped out the leeway, and the momentum to kill him swings the weapon in his hand.

"[Strong Shield (Shield Bash)]!"

It's a very preliminary combat skill for a warrior position, just a skill to strike your opponent with a shield. But the mythical shield in his hand and the moves that made him say things to his physical abilities were simple but powerful.

As he wielded a shield that emitted a slight phosphor of light to wipe the men away, each and every weapon that the two men had blew away, involving five other men in the back and slamming them against the wall. The two men had their arms bent to strange shapes, and some of the men's underlings had bent in a direction without their necks.

"Ugh, this is an accident. Judicially, Safe!

Speaking of excuses against myself, when I glanced around on my own that it was a difficult body to add or subtract strength to make, the people I was surrounding had already begun to flee with us. If you look at Arian on the other side, he's already slashed down the sixth.

Among the escaping people, I also found a mixed back of a patterned, poorly patterned short-haired man who had been prestigious until earlier.

"I won't let you get away with anything but the Lord!

When I approached it all at once while rushing for its back, I now struck that back with a shield without mistake in applying or subtracting the force.

"Gha-ha, no, no, no!

The short-haired man rolled flashly down the ground screaming his weird voice, scratched and fell to the ground. If you were just a human opponent, you would never have used your tactical skills.

Grabbing the man's root, the man began to beg for his life with a sad voice.

"Hi-no!! Oh, stop it. Yikes!! Only life, just give me a break!!

"May fly man, remember to keep your mouth shut."

I complain to the man who draws me, and I walk over to Arian, who was looking at the backs of the men who escaped.

"Dear Arian, after all, some of the people who seem to be able to speak will remain."

"Is Ark the one who's alive?

When she said that at Arian's feet, holding down her hands and feet at the slashed spot and looking at the groaning men, she just said she was out of her mind, and this one blows up and shows the men still sticking to the wall with her chin.

"Well, sometimes this happens. Besides, we've got whoever's going to tell us the most about it."

That's what I said, and I showed the man with a sad face from earlier, with his root in his hand, to the universe and stick it forward. Arian's golden eyes are also slightly narrowed, throwing a sharp gaze at the man. Her eyes look even more horrible at the look of the lion-like sword in her hand wet and suspiciously glowing in blood.

The short-haired man made a stain on the inseam of his trousers with raw warm liquid, screaming with pity. Apparently, out of the blue, I was hit by her hegemony.

Just fine, let's try the interrogation methods we often see in criminal drama. You're gonna break up with a good cop and a bad cop and interrogate them?

"You don't have to be so scared, if you answer this question a couple of times honestly, it's fine. Yeah, I'll tell you what, you better not piss her off. Opportunity to answer is the number of hands and legs, if you don't get a proper answer, she will cut off the Lord's hands and legs in turn."

He didn't let go of the man's neck root, and as soon as he said so and whispered gently in his ear, the man paled his face and shivered with rattles. Is this what a good cop would have looked like? Arian, who was in front of me, pointed a slight gaze of protest, but let her be a bad cop here.

"Let's start with the right hand question. The lords are from Northern. You want to buy them? What do you say?"

Take the man's right arm and gently ask questions in his ear in such a way as to make him stick out in front of Arian. Seeing this way with the eye that Arian also had no choice, he attached the sword in his hand to the man's right arm.

"Hii, yeah! We're Northern slavers!

The man returned the answer as he turned himself around trying to pull his right hand in with his drawn face. I nod and show them aloud as I was satisfied with that answer, slapping them on the cheek with a petite and asking the next question.

"Um, then the left hand question is next. Answer me firmly, okay? Have your lords ever grabbed a city dweller? What do you say?"

Grab the short haired man's shoulder forcefully from behind and ask with utmost care in his ear. The tip of Arian's sword moved loosely towards his left hand and was accompanied perfectly.

"Oh, there is! But we mostly target displaced people with no place in the city! Believe me!! The devil gave it to me because he said the Elves showed up this time to be gold!!

"Completion, completion. Sometimes the main thing is to grab the inhabitants of this city, right?

I laughed in the back of my helmet as I peered into the man's face and took confirmation, and the man's pupils opened and his gaze shook to the left and right. Do you still not get the kindness smile from the back of your helmet, or your opponent's shoulders get harder and harder?

"Ho, just sometimes! If you aim at all the residents, your legs will be easier on you! It's true!!

"Well, here's the next question. Haven't you seen a lady in a samurai among the city dwellers included in those occasions? The name is definitely......, yes, Frani Markham. Do you have any idea of a woman named Frani?

Speaking slowly to include bites, I gently rub the man's hardened shoulders without caging too much force to relax. The man was sweating or his back was starting to get startled wet.

"I don't know!! I don't know such a woman, it's true!! You said a woman in a samurai!? I can't! He said he couldn't grab a guy with such a clear identity!!

The man cries as he looks up to Arian with this one as he begs.

"Shall we now ascertain the word of the Lord? Where are the locators of those whom the Lord has seized?

"Ah, I was due to leave the harbor first thing tomorrow morning... they should all be loaded on the ship already!

"Shall I show you to that ship?

"Give me a break! If you do that, I will be killed!!

Ignoring the man's plea all the time, he grabs the man's root and tries to pull it back and starts walking towards the harbor, and Arian also puts his sword in his sheath and then follows him from behind.

As I gathered my gaze from the harbor fishermen who heard the noise all together, coming out of the warehouse street to the harbor dock where I could see the boat stopping, the noise of the atmosphere was somehow in my ear.

"Ships there!! Your ship hasn't given permission to leave yet! Stop the ship now!!

Several guards were calling out to a single ship floating in the sea. The ship is slowly moving off the coast amidst the harbour where many ships stop.

Apparently, there's a ship about to leave the port without permission to leave.

But the lower end of the slaver, who was powerless at hand to see the ship, suddenly rose and began to call when he paled his face.

"Shit! What the hell is going on? He left me and set sail!! I can't believe you ordered us to capture the elves and screw them first, you piece of shit!!

When he put his own thing on the shelf and gently slapped the back of the man's head cursing in disgust as he stared at the ship leaving, the man collapsed on the spot with his white eyes peeled off like a threaded puppet.

Apparently, the other people who got away while interrogating this guy reported it to their heads (the boss), and they took it and went into the calculation to get away sooner rather than later.

In this Kingdom of Rhoden, it is ostensibly forbidden to tie up or trade in elves. If you break it and fail to capture it, you will be certified as a sinner by the lords and nations here.

Running away is inevitable... but not with the intention of running away.

"Lord Arian, this man, please!

That's all I have to say, and I'll run along the harbor dock and sicken the pier.

The escaped slaver's ship is not far from the harbour if it is still going to sew between the other ships that dock inside the harbour and not so fast.

[Dimensional Walking Method (Dimension Move)] will allow you to travel to the ship in one shot, but there are too many people's eyes in the harbor today.

That's what I thought. At once I jump from the pier into one of the ships moored nearby and fly straight to the next ship. The landed ship was heavily shaken and several sailors fell into the sea, screaming and yelling at the tree spirit, but without worrying about it, flew one ship after another, approaching the ship of destination.

The crew of the other ship will also hear the noise and turn their attention to this side, but it is already too late. Leaps heavily onto the stepping stone of one of the slaver's ships that was anchored nearest to the one that was proceeding to sew inside the harbor, and grabs it at the starboard bow edge of the slaver's sailboat.

One of the crew hurriedly pulled out his weapon and attacked him, but when he grabbed his arm and threw it through his head, the crew drew an arc on the universe and drowned it into the sea.

Go up to the deck of the bow of the ship to take turns with it.

"Ah, that's him!! He's coming after me!!

As I looked around at the crew coming out of the boat in a doozy and footsteps, one man pointed to this side and raised his gold cut. Apparently, he is one of those people who leaked in the warehouse district, scratching a lot of sweat on his forehead for rush and opening his eyes.

"Just kill that intruder!!

It was the big man with the whole body of hairy twinkles who put his life aloud on the crew, I wonder if he's the captain of this ship or something, but that's all the pirates look like.

The crew who retrieved me at the direction of the man arrives this way with a weapon in their hands. Quickly set up the shield that was responsible for it and plunge it into the wave of those who push it over.

"[Strong Shield (Shield Bash)]!"

Many of the crew are blown into the ocean by the power of the battle moves simultaneously with the clash. To the fierce blow of a fierce shield, screams and yells tree spirits onboard, ripples one after another on the surface around the ship and water splashes up.

When he realized that the few remaining crew members were no match, he jumped into the sea himself, and the last person standing on the deck was just that hairy captain.

"Hey, who are you!! I think I can do this for free!!

The sword in his hand has its cuttings rattling and trembling, but the captain sprinkles his spit and calls out loudly. Only that power is good. When he approaches the captain in silence, the captain retreats as he moves in this direction, and his expression changes to a tragic color.

He swings his shield wide and punches [hard shield (shield bash)] into one of the two nearby masts with a large shield in his hand where the captain closes his eyes firmly.

The mistletoe and its thick mast tilt diagonally as the mast crumbles and the wood ends bounce with the fierce shock sound and vibration. As the main mast falls into the sea and taps the sea surface, slowly pulling the sock that was connected and chopping a thousand pieces, a huge water splash winds up.

The screams and admiration of the people who were watching this one from around the harbor went up simultaneously.

Looking at the condition and looking back at the thought that it had gone a little too far, there was a captain at his feet shrinking and trembling his large body as if it were a small animal.