Skeleton Knight, in Another World

What is now spreading in front of me is a hot spring that inspired me to lose my mind seven days ago.

Built behind the company (do it), its giant open-air bath was once maintained by Hanzo, the first generation to find a hot spring here, when he made this place a roof castle.

There is no exhaustion of hot water gushing out of the gaps in the rock, and it can be said to be a truly scenic view as the temperature is lowered and poured into the hot tub as it flows through ditches crept through the rock skin, causing overflowing water to fall under the cliffs beside it.

Its huge open-air bath was soaked in hot water in a truly relaxed outfit, like a four-metre giant with blue-grey scaly skin depositing his back on the rocks.

From the time Hanzo was rooting for this place in the first generation, Williarsphim, the dragon king (Dragon Road), who became a man, came a little into the hot springs here.

Fly the hot air as the wind exhales from your mouth, and soak in the hot springs for real comfort, there is something that leads to Nihonzar, which soaks in the Hell Valley hot springs.

That Williams-Fim has turned his gaze to this side and called out.

"Kid, how long are you going to be doing that there?

That's what I was asked. Speaking of myself, I was repeated the act of gently stretching my toes out of the stone walls on the edge of the hot spring and dipping them in the water surface, allowing my toes to be cursed and my flesh to pull in at the same time.

When I think about that shock, something really hesitates.

There is no load on the emotions because of the appearance of the skeleton, but the emotions were different when making the decision.

But there's no reason to do this forever, and I look at the water surface ready.

This time there's just a seven-day emotional reversal that I've been losing my mind about... and I don't think I'm going to have the same terrible symptoms that I had last time.

"Nanjosan!!"

With that in mind, I let my temper sink its skeletal body into the water surface at once.

As he often sinks into the water, he closes his eyelids and hardens himself to the shock of visiting. But it never showed any signs of visitation, and he looked around softly from the hot side.

It's a little behind my body. The feeling of wax crawled up for a moment, but there's no shocking recoil like before.

Even though it has been seven days since I was previously immersed in a hot spring, I have lost my mind about most of it, so there was almost no load on my emotions?

As a result, the backflow of loads to be visited at the time of the curse in this hot spring was not significant either.

He caressed his chest down with relief, and now gave himself up to the hot spring water to exhale.

"Huh."

From now on, there was a need to come and soak regularly in this hot spring.

Unlocking the emotional buildup in this way will also prevent you from entering the spa in the future with the proper readiness to immerse yourself in it.

You can come here every day to soak up this hot spring, like you used to do every day in your bath. Might as well come in morning and evening and twice somehow.

I want to be excused from being drunk again by that turbulence of emotion.

Wash your face a little with hot spring water and sigh.

When flesh returns by the efficacy of the curse, it reminds me of my own work that I accidentally did in the past. The unspeakable aftertaste of emotions when you hang a person's life in this hand and the warming and healing action of the hot spring to the core of the body make it extremely complex and strangely cozy.

Melt such an unstoppable expression of emotion while leaving yourself in the water to think about what is to come.

It's not like the flesh I thought it would be, but for now the goal of getting the flesh back was achieved.

Pulling his own long, pointy ears, he sighs at each other as he changes the look of the dark elf man on the hot surface.

Firstly, we need to verify how far this hot spring is effective.

That's what I thought, and gradually I sat on a stone wall on the edge of an open-air bath, soaking only my feet.

This dark elf avatar before it became a skeletal avatar is a pretty good body with great muscles like being worked out with brown skin.

Makes me want to try to highlight my chest muscles in a meaningless way.

But now I'm not exposing myself to show off my proud muscles.

This is how we get up from the water and expose ourselves to find out how long this spa is working.

After a while, the upper body that rises from the water starts to faintly clear, and eventually the bone body emerges from the back of the melting and disappearing flesh.

The legs that remain soaked in water still hold the flesh intact. It would look pretty shocking from the side, on a really odd picture surface like the skeleton wore socks of flesh.

I glance at the border between bone and flesh when I lift my toes like that off the hot surface.

Apparently, when he gets up from the water, he returns to his original skeleton figure within less than enough.

Once you return to the water, return the flesh and then scratch the water, as you approach the place where the gushing hot spring is poured into the hot tub, hold the water in your hands and drink it in your mouth all at once.

There is no particular taste of habit, and warm water warms the bottom of your belly through your throat.

Thus, as earlier, he sits on a stone wall at the end of an open-air bath and drops his gaze on his own flesh.

But this time, after enough time, the flesh never disappeared, and even after enough time, the flesh remained intact.

"Lord Williarsfim, is this good to see that the curse has been completely broken?

From time to time in the back, he turned his gaze to the Dragon King (Dragon Road), who had let his long tail play on the hot surface, and he glanced at the other side and then slowly shook his neck aside.

"I don't know much about Nan, but as far as the peculiarity of the curse on the kid is concerned, I'm willing to go back to normal. Where the hell did you get such a curse?

Williarsfim said so and threw the wind exhale out of his nose, especially as he threw in a questioning that wasn't even the wind looking for answers.

The body of this skeleton was prepared when it came to this world. Then this curse will also have been granted when the world was crossed.

God alone knows why and why this happened.

It is tantamount to philosophizing why I am alive where I have thought about such a thing.

I shook my head to the side and responded, asking Williarsfim instead about what was to come.

"Lord Williarsphim, this company is a trail, but I'd like to use this as my base in the future, wouldn't you mind?

"... you should like it. I don't care if you don't want to imitate the extra tree that was built by Hanzo, the bedding of Nong, who led the cat tribe."

That said, the Dragon King (Dragon Lord) sank his mouth into the water and closed his eyes by creating a bubble on the water surface as he exhaled.

"Well, thank you..."

I saluted him like that and then went up from the hot spring first.

On the back of the company by the hot spring is a place that was formerly a stripper, and on the way to wearing his armor that was wrapped up there, he stops his hands and confirms his outfit.

"Hmm, no need to fully equip here..."

So overflowing with solitude, he wraps himself around only the armor of his lower body.

If you cover your entire body with armor, you will not be able to immediately confirm the duration of the cursing effect.

I raised my naked upper body muscles and took a side chest stand. Brown muscles like forged out make a mistletoe noise, trembling as blood vessels emerge.

"I want you to see your whole body here."

I added to my mind the purchase of a mirror that would show my entire body in my future hub plan and put my foot inside the company where Arian and the others would be (do it).

It was like a big hallway up ahead entering from the stripper, but now the weed grows out of the gaps on the stone floor, like a little meadow.

Two Ariane and Chiyome there, talking about something, caught my eye.

Sorry to keep you waiting, Lord Arian.

When I say that and speak up, Arian looks back this way and looks a little surprised.

"Ark, the way it looks...... the curse is completely broken? Are you okay with the body rather than the body?

"I worried about the two of them, but the body is right, nothing wrong. In the present state, but according to Lord Williarsphim, this would also be temporary, so for now, I'm in the process of verifying how much time I have left to drink that hot spring water and return my flesh."

In answer to Arian's question, I will try to highlight the monk's cap muscle with Mosto Mascular's set-up.

Then Arian in front of me looked weird and turned his gaze towards this way.

"I get that, but why are you dressed like that?

"Um, the flesh represents a certain joy all over your body, is that weird?

Answering her question, move the pectoralis majora to show it.

"Things like my grandfather are yammetted. I'm watching. It's hot in here."

As she dropped her shoulders on Arian's spicy words, Ponta, who was going out to play, rushed over and jumped up using the power of the magical wind.

"Ki-yu!

And as I rode straight into the wind and stuck it over the other head, I shook the tail of the cotton wool and stroked my face around.

Arian, who watched silently like that, nodded with a face that seemed convinced of something.

"If Ark is an elf, I'm also convinced he misses Ponta the Spirit Beast... Hey, Ark, do you see anything in this?

That being said, she breathed into her own palm and showed it this way to show it.

Above her hands, a light as pale as the one I had seen in Landbart before could be seen blurry.

"? I don't often see it, but I know it's blurry..."

Answering that as she gazed over its flat palm, which Arian indicated, she nodded again with a convincing face and extinguished the light.

"I knew it. Ark has the power to see spirits."

"But, Lord Arian, I can't see the magic vegetables drifting in the Canadian Great Forest or the death of the undead?

Beside Arian being convinced by one, he pinches what he wonders.

"It's a personal difference even for the Elves, and it looks like there's something close to the Dark Elves, one way or the other from Ark's body."

In Arian's answer, I recall the characteristics of the Elves in this world.

I do remember hearing before that the Elves are highly magically fit and the Dark Elves are characterized by high physical abilities.

If you do look at this flesh of yours, it's dark elves, no matter how you look at it. But this flesh just made it look like a dark elf in the game world, and questions remain as to whether it is the elf itself.

But can it be said that the slightest visible spirits shown in front of us are proof that they possess racial characteristics as per their physical characteristics?

With that said, I think Arian previously told me that the first chief who built the Canadian Great Forest where Arian lived - and perhaps that person who was just like himself - certainly had the power to see the presence of the Spirit, and that that power wasn't that strong.

"Maybe I should go back inside and tell the elders about Ark... Ah!

Ariane, referring to her future plans by herself, struck her hand and looked back at Chiyome as if she had inadvertently remembered something.

"If you say so, Chiyome was the one who talked to Ark."

To her words, Chiyome, who had so far refrained from mixing with the conversation, lowered her head gently with cat ears and turned her gaze towards this direction.

"Hmm?"

"As a matter of fact, you seem to remember a compatriot rescue operation in the Kingsville during this time with the help of Lord Ark and Lord Arian, but that success greatly exceeded the allowable number of hiding places in the mountains of Calcutto (or so-so). It is a mountain-skin land with a large number of warcraft and few places to cultivate it, so sometimes the inner population was already close to its limit in places where it was originally difficult to live..."

Chiyome, who spoke of the current situation inside, drooped his tail powerless with his shoulder.

I encourage myself to go ahead as I nod to gavel at it.

"So the twenty-second generation told me that the first Hanzoo had found this company, which was once the base, and that they were moving the land as a new place."

Apparently, their clan was not simply searching for the former Negijo of the first Hanzo, it was also searching for the land as a restful place for many of their compatriots who helped.

While showing an understanding of their circumstances, I will mention the matter with a little apprehension that I have the same purpose as myself.

"I also wanted to base this place on the efficacy of the hot spring and this body, and I asked permission from Lord Williarsphim earlier... Is that okay?

After Arian and Chiyome looked at each other as if they were surprised together with that opinion, Chiyome replied by making sure to stare back with those pale, clear eyes.

"That's, yes. We have also obtained permission from Lord Williarsphim, and we are planning to live in the Great Lake plain east of Dragon Road, not around this company, which is the lap of the Dragon King."

Apparently, there's land ahead that's easier to live on than here.

This is a convenient place to live in small numbers, but also slightly inconvenient to live in adults.

Seen when out of the cave, the land is like a basin surrounded by high mountain ranges on all sides, making it difficult to be attacked by external enemies.

If it became that plain area, it would also be possible to emigrate many mountain people.

But why did the first Hanzo not make the land among the people of Yamano, but move to other lands?

I would ask Chiyome about it, but she shook her neck to the side and answered it.

"I don't know much about it either. Anyway, it was many generations ago, so if you could ask the 22nd generation of the current chief, you might know a little more about the situation around here."

I could read more or less the circumstances, and I could imagine what would be her story.

While it is true that this land is difficult to get attacked by an outsider named a human race, it also means that considerable difficulty is attached to visiting the land.

The only way to visit the land so far is through the deep woods inhabited by many warcraft, over the wind dragon mountains that stand ahead of them, or through that deep, dark, great cave.

Even if it is because the people of Yamano are a species with excellent physical abilities, it is clear that mobility through migration involves considerable danger, thereby leading to a large number of deaths.

I mean...

"If you want to talk to me about the current situation inside Lord Chiyome and the resettlement plan inside him, do you use metamagic to support the resettlement inside him?

When I turned to Chiyome with that hit, I looked up at him with the kind of look I would expect with my cat ear pinned above my head.

"─ Yes! I was wondering if you could help Lord Ark once."

The reply to her has already been decided.

"As I base this company, I will also have to include greetings to the current chief, descendant of Hanzo, the former owner of the land. I don't know how to say this, but we also need to look at negotiations in the form of receiving this company as a reward for helping with migration. I can't give it away for my cursed body."

When she said that and laughed at Chiyome, she rocked that long tail happily left and right with her usual clear face slightly reddening her cheeks.

"Thank you, Lord Ark."

"By the way, what will Lord Arian do? Do you want to go back to Laratoia first? I've had the pleasure of staying here for seven days."

Speaking to Arian, who was silently listening to this side of the story, she dresses up to conceive with her fingers at the tip of her jaw as she crushes that abundant breast with her own arm.

"If you think about the number of days you'll be back from the inside, you don't have to worry about it because it's not the distance you can go home in seven days. I talked to Chiyome while you were asleep, and I promised to visit her once."

That said, the two of them gaze at each other and laugh.

Apparently we had already talked while we were asleep, and I scratched my head feeling alienated by the intimate atmosphere they created.

Ponta, who was over his head, strokes it with a big cotton-haired tail and heals it.

Ponta, I'll feed you some delicious food later.

"Kiyun."

As he comforts himself by stroking his lonely emptiness, the arm he was stroking suddenly begins to clear and a bone figure emerges in the back.

"Mm?"

Then the entire flesh of the body disappeared like Kasumi without putting time aside, reversing to its original skeleton appearance.

Less than an hour after you put hot spring water in your mouth.

"You're back to normal... the effect time is quite short."

Arian also rounds his eyes on changes to the body on this side, while poking spicy facts about the efficacy of the hot springs.

It is true that the effect time is short, but it is true that the effect time was dramatically increased by drinking more water than soaking in a hot spring.

Now you'll need a little more time to verify while you drink more.

I reconsidered that and incorporated that into my plans for the future.