Skeleton Knight, in Another World

When I opened my eyes, there was a peek of the branches of the trees from the opening of the collapsed ceiling, and from that gap it was pouring down on my body, where the leaking sun lay.

I feel like I've had some nasty dreams, but I can't really remember what the hell that was all about.

Breathe deeply and vomit, as if to exhale something like a starchy discomfort in the back of your chest. That's how my consciousness became clear to me that I fell right after I immersed myself in a hot spring.

Lift your head slightly heavily and carelessly and observe what's going on around you.

It was a place like on a stone pedestal where I was put to sleep. There are remnants of what used to be like "Kamadu" on the side, and this was probably the original kitchen.

Perhaps the pedestal being put to sleep is a cooking table.

On top of his body was hanging like a futon the fur he had previously seen during the camp.

This is like a company on the top of a rocky mountain.

Most of the interior is decaying, and from the gap between the stone floors, the sesame grass stretches to obscure the distinction between the inside and the outside, but it can be seen that it is barely a room by the still viable walls.

The only thing on the cooking table was cleaned up beautifully, and I guess I used that instead of the bedside.

On that cooking platform, like myself, the grassy hairy balls that I had bedded were rounded and rested, shaking slightly the tail of that cotton wool from time to time.

And when he noticed that he had become more mobile, and caught him with his sleepy eyes, he shook his tail and rang with joy.

"Ki-yun! Kiuuuuuuuuu" "

Ponta jumps straight into the other side of his face and licks his face around with that little tongue.

"Here! Stop it, it's ticklish."

Somehow I was happy to peel off the shaggy ponta, while my current situation caught my eye.

"Uh-huh, you're back to normal..."

As its own soliloquy showed, it was now completely exposed to the body of the original skeleton that had once regained its flesh with the power of the hot spring beside the dragon crown tree (Road Crown).

And its appearance remains when it enters the hot spring, and the status quo is so-called bare.

It's nothing to be ashamed or ashamed of others to see you naked skeletons, but it makes you wander around worried about where your armor is going.

Then Arian's face peered through the entrance to the open room, and he looked at the other face and opened his golden eyes to reveal his surprise.

"Ark!? I noticed!!?

Arian took off the likeness of the mountain vegetables he had in his hand, and moved in and embarked on them, and he called out as he peered into the other side of his face.

Seeing a slightly glowing Shizuku floating at the edge of her eyes, she scratched her head, a skull, feeling irresistible.

─ ─ Apparently, I've been worried sick a lot.

"Ugh, um. I just woke up... how long have I been out of my mind?

Slightly bewildered by her momentum, she nodded one way when she asked for the time she had lost her mind, pointing and remembering something.

"It's the seventh day since Ark fell in that fountain. I was just about to decide whether to call for rescue from the inside for Chiyome or for Williarsphim, the Dragon King."

"Have I lost my mind for seven days?!?

I couldn't hide my surprise in the boulder at that girlfriend's response.

It was just a little over an hour on my own, but I never dreamed that many days had passed.

─ ─ You feel a little Taro Urashima.

When I had that feeling, there was another person in the room who looked up and called out.

"Lord Ark! You've been noticed."

Chiyome, always ninja-equipped, appeared with mountain vegetables and nuts just like Arian in a simple cage, busily moving the cat ears over his head.

"Oh, Lord Chiyome. I'm sorry, I seem to be worried."

It was Arian who arm-wrapped and frowned at the root of his mouth from side to side in that own response.

"Really. I don't even know if my heart is moving because Ark is the only bone in my body, and even if I put him to sleep on the spot, he just looks like a complete remains."

There is certainly no word to return that. It could have been buried in the dirt to bury him because he thought he was dead.

"I'm sorry, Lord Arian. I believed I was alive and kept me waiting for seven days... Still, you could have waited seven days to believe I was alive, right?

It's nothing to say for yourself, but it's no surprise that if you stay boned and have no consciousness or reaction for seven days, you think you're dead. Instead, I'm confident that I'd give up on the second day.

Asking Arian about that question of her own, her golden eyes shook slightly and pointed in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

"Beh, it's not a big deal..."

Leaning his neck at that Arian reaction, he wondered if he might have decided he was still alive by sleeping or even turning his back while he was passing out, and Arian prefaced himself with "more than that -" and shook another topic this way.

"Ark, you said you were human before, right? The way you broke the curse with the power of the Fountain was the Elves, no matter what you think!?

To that Arian's inquiry, he clearly remembered his return with the power of the Hot Springs of the Dragon Crown Tree (Road Crown) before he lost his mind.

What you looked like then, of course, is not what you looked like in the original world. But I knew who the Elves looked like.

Those are the characters I used before I changed them to avatars in this skeleton.

Made to resemble the Dark Elves in the game world, it's long, pointed ears, brown skin, red eyes and dark hair look a lot different than the Dark Elves in this world.

Arian's gaze for an explanation of what happened is caged in his golden eyes and pointed straight this way.

I slightly removed my gaze from her eyes and stroked her jaw without meaning stuck in words.

"... No, I thought I was human, too."

That's the word clouding, sighing.

"I don't think I can count on many memories left in me."

The truth is that I know why, but I also know that you can't possibly understand if you just tell them that.

So now I'm going to have to say something else.

When Arian and Chiyome listened to this side of the story and gazed at each other, they overflowed their sighs to exhale and showed no further pursuit.

Now I'm thankful - I think so, while I drop my eyes on my body and exhale.

"I think it's definitely an elf from the shape of the ear, but it's hard to judge because of some features I've never seen before. I can't help myself..."

Ariane leaks such stupidity to Chiyome, who is next door, as she turns her gaze to this side.

The contents of the armored knight were skeletons, and the figure that decursed the skeleton was a dark elf - as if he were conscious of himself as a person in it, as if he were an overwrapped body in a department store - and he shook his head (wearing it) by himself inside.

And most importantly...

"Why did I lose my mind in that hot spring?

On the verge of losing his mind, the turbulence of emotions, as if he had never felt before, swallowed his consciousness, and he felt like he was going mad at the stormy torrents that took place in his brain.

There were those who doubted about it and returned their answers to their own soliloquy, which they uttered.

"The kid's curse and the action of the curse on you, for the most part."

Somewhere in it the familiar voice inadvertently descended from the roofless overhead.

In response, he shifts his gaze towards the opening of the ceiling in the direction of the Lord, where he, Arian, and Chiyome uttered his voice simultaneously.

Those who had never seen it looked down and peered in.

"Ki-yun!

But Ponta, who was beside him, did not show the man how vigilant he was, but rather shouted his cotton-hairy tail with a friendly voice.

From the opening of the ceiling, he descends into the company (do it) in a light manner, causing a light earthquake, and becomes royal in front of him.

Looking back at the person without knowing what kind of judgment to make because he didn't know who they were and Ponta wasn't alert, Arian, who was next door, opened his mouth first and answered the question.

"He is Williarsfim of Dragon King. The Dragon Lord, who has lived forever, will be able to transform into a human being."

"Oh my..."

Yes, on the surface, I raise my voice of surprise, but inside, I still twist my neck.

Surely in front of you are those who have both arms and have the shape of a man standing on the ground with both legs.

I can see that it is not the Dragon King (Dragon Road) itself, which has a giant size of thirty meters that has been fought in the past.

But is this something I can call a human form?

Its prestigious Dragon King (Dragon Road) skin in front of him is covered in blue-grey scales, and its head is the dragon itself, not the man's, distorting the mouth lined with growing fangs and overflowing with laughter, two large horns sticking out of its forehead, left and right.

He cemented himself into scales and tonal armor, with folded wings on his back, albeit small, and a long tail hanging from his waist and stretching to the floor.

And Williarsfim, the dragon king (Dragon Road) of that human form, was more like a giant than four meters tall.

Could this ever be described as a human form, or rather as a giant Lizardman - I turned my attention to Williarsphim the Dragon King (Dragon Road) as I swallowed that thought.

First things first are more about his body than questions about his appearance and outfit.

"Lord Williarsfim, what is the action?

To that question Williarsfim nodded and showed to Eagle Deep, narrowing his pupils like those of a reptile and gazing this way.

"According to the sight of Non, the kid's original body is placed in a different world from here. That temporarily returns with the power of the fountain and replaces it with its original body, but I guess that's when the recoil comes out. I don't even know why my body is functioning in such a halfway state..."

"Another world......"

I listen to the words that concern me in that Williams-Fim description and I disagree.

"Hmm. It's hard to explain to others properly, but there are other worlds in this world so that they overlap, but I guess the kid's natural flesh is there"

I guess I'm talking about another world that overlaps - that is, another dimension or a world with different phases - and I turn my gaze to Arian and Chiyome.

However, they had twisted their necks tightly because they didn't get the instructions.

To what those two look like, Williams Fim also does a trick to do a hand on his jaw and look for words.

"What can I say...... Yes, the world is a world of those who do not have flesh, such as the Spirit, from which the Spirits manifest themselves in this world. There are so many other invisible worlds that they overlap with this one."

She had added a few nods with a somewhat convincing look as to whether they had finally reached an understanding of that Williams-Fim supplement as well.

"The journey. So, the shock that happens when the flesh returns with the power of the fountain, like being able to tap my emotions - that's what made me lose my mind... what is that?

I could understand the mechanism whereby the skeletal body and another dark elf flesh were replaced, albeit somehow.

What bothered me the most was the phenomenon like the unspeakable explosion of emotions that occurs at that time.

When asked about it by the Dragon King (Dragon Road) in front of him, Williamsfim slowly opened his mouth after crawling his gaze into the body of the skeleton on the other side.

"That's exactly what you should call a curse...... Doesn't the kid have big feelings when he's in that bone?

Reflect on your actions since you came to the world.

Sure, the days spent in this world have been a series of surprises and such, but there has never been so much agitation, let alone sadness.

There was no particular hesitation in helping the Elves or Yamano people, but it was not driven by outrage that they rose.

Because I still feel like a game or a dream in this world, I thought it would gradually improve by actively detaining myself to the girls who live here.

"But when you return to your original flesh, all the emotional ups and downs you've experienced with your bones will be instilled at that time, and as a result - you will lose consciousness without withstanding the burden."

Both Ariane and Chiyome stared at this side in dismay at Williarsfim's explanation, dropping their gaze on the body of their bones themselves.

Tsujitsu is passing by... but why?

"Why is Lord Williarsphim familiar with such special circumstances?

Such a simple question arose as to whether, if it were to become a paranormal life form called Dragon King (Dragon Lord), it would be wiser than man and brighter to the reason of the world for living a long life.

Then the Dragon King (Dragon Lord) answered with a grin in his mouth.

"Our Dragon King (Dragon Road) is not like the dragons who live in the mountains around us. If they say," Spirit with flesh is closer. "

In return, he shifts his gaze to Ponta, who is tired of talking beside him and has a big stretch.

"Kiyun?

But Williarsfim, who guessed its meaning, spearheaded and spoke the word of denial.

"It's not like a spiritual beast there either. Spirit beasts are assimilated spirits and animals, but we can create and transform our own flesh in this world. The technique of changing flesh into this person's form also uses that power. It breaks bones to make it so small with the flesh of the Dragon Lord."

That's what Willias Fim said. He turned his chest against it.

Dragon King (Dragon Road) seems to be a pretty spiritual being, backed up by the overwhelming presence of the original figure.

"Cheng Cheng... Nevertheless, these recoil can be easily immersed in a hot spring, and it may be temporary to return..."

When I said that and shook my head and drooped, I turned my gaze like Arian was talking about the bath again.

Personally, it's quite an important matter.

But it was Williarsfim himself who disputed the whining, which preached the action of the fountain.

"That's not true, kid. If you enter this fountain regularly and keep your emotional load to a minimum, you will never be able to return to what it was again in the future. I can tell you that it was a miracle that you were helped by the curse recoil this time."

I realize what he talks about, and I get hacked up and look up.

I haven't spent a month in the figure of a skeleton since I came to this world. In the meantime, just the accumulation of negative emotions during the experience was so shocking.

If this is two months' worth, or a year's worth of accumulated emotion pushes over with a recoil caused by the curse, you don't have to sleep for seven days this time.

Rather, there is a danger to life.

In living in this harsh world, suppression of the emotional loads acting when looking skeletal can also be described in a sense as a convenient effect, but its recoil, which is paid once and for all as a later bump, can also be said to be exactly worthy of the name "curse”.

I didn't think that the curse, which was an in-house setting in the game era, would come to fruition in this way, but it doesn't change the status quo where I mourned it now.

Now I switched quickly because of the appearance of the skeleton, and I turned my thoughts on what was to come.

"You're going to need to test the efficacy of the hot springs a little more..."