Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The two women who showed me to the room after a while came to let me know that the evening shift was in order.

When guided to a place like the hall in the back of the ground floor, there was an elevated, board-topped upper frame (the town), which was furnished with an enclosure and thoughts at its center.

Above the furnace, a large pan of hot air is hung from the ceiling on a hook (a calf), making the noise of something boiling.

"Hang it wherever you like, Lord Ark. Nevertheless, Chiyome asked me about the possibility of being my first hometown, so I didn't imagine Lord Ark being on the Elves' side."

That said, it was the handkerchief in front of the pan - a hoarded white elephant in the form of a formation in the center of the enclosure.

As he said, now he's taking off his helmet and exposing his face, but he's in a state where he's peeking over his armor at the brown-skinned elf's face under the influence of the cursed hot spring water that was in the water bottle.

"I have a little memory. I can only remember the most recent events. I don't even know if I'm truly in the same place as Lord Hanzoo."

To Hanzoo's inquiry, he lowers his back across from him with such an ambiguous answer, sighing similarly down the ponta that was grabbing the root beside him.

Arian was not used to sitting directly on the floor next to her, and she sat back again and again, concerned about the position of one foot.

He was a hanzoo who looked at such an Arian with a smiling eye, but he inadvertently shifted his gaze to this side of the story.

"With regard to this grant, I hear Lord Ark is a mercenary. If so, we should pay Lord Ark the corresponding price, but is there anything else we would like?

Having said that, I remember that I received this story as a request from Chiyome, and I twisted my head about what he said about the reward.

I was only thinking about helping the troubled Chiyome for now, so I can't think of anything like that right now.

"It's hard to say that the inside of the noodles is very rich, as you can see. As long as Lord Ark is good, I'm also thinking of looking after a few people with good instrumentation inside. How about that? Muhohoho."

That's what he said. Hanzo lifted that long one-eyebrow and laughed out loud like Master Suhei.

Personally it's a very fascinating story, but I find it hard to return even jokes to that invitation because I feel a glimmer of gaze from the side as if intimidating.

In the meantime, I decided to bring up a story about the company (do it) that was my original purpose.

"No, Lord Hanzoo, that goes beyond that. More than that, I think we have already heard, but we have found the ruins of their first Hanzo temple, but we intend to let them use the place due to various circumstances. I'd like to hit the reward for this one at last, but what do you think?

We will also talk about the fact that Dragon King (Dragon Road) already has permission to live in the land.

Having heard the suggestion of its own reward, Hanzo looked a little unexpected and then put his arms together, smallly accepting and opening his teasing mouth.

"That land has long been forgotten among the clan since the death of the first generation, since the third generation of Hanzoo decided to abandon it. The treasures of the clan that were in your company have already been recovered by Chiyome, so it is not necessary to gain the understanding of Lord Ark for as much as he desires. I have also heard that the destination of the migration is further away from the land…, will you not sit down what else Lord Ark wants from us?

I twist my neck with my arms in my arms, too, to ask that hanzo again.

Next door, Ponta looked up at this side with a reminder that dinner was still there, twisting her neck just like herself.

What you need to base your company with that hot spring...

"If I may be grateful to use your company's tracks, how can I repair your company, which has decayed a lot over the years, and raise the raindrops? The carpenters in here, from what I've seen, they see that they have quite a few good men, but what do you think?

Now only the roof decays and leaves behind stone walls and floor stones, and there are mountains where you have to apply various hands to make it the base of your life.

I would be able to cover the materials I need, etc. with the money I have on hand, but I'm not sure I can repair a building that size with my own arms.

Then borrowing the carpenter's arm inside this would be the most plausible idea.

When he told Hanzo about it, he nodded quietly with a white jawbeard smudged.

"If that's the case, we'll be happy to help, but is that really all we need? Some daughters have big tits, Muhoho."

With that mouthful, Hanzo laughs again in a voice like that of Master Sukehei as he turns his gaze back towards Arian, who sits beside him for only a moment.

You must have seen the gaze earlier, probably Arian's chest.

Is this grandfather really the head of the Blade Heart clan? - I wouldn't be surprised if the person in front of him was a Shadow Warrior now.

Something that I thought had gotten off the subject of this hand because of it came back to me.

At the same time, strange intimidation increases from side to side, stroking the nerves of the neck muscles. There must be characteristics that are not perceived by negative emotions when this body is around, but is this something else?

And when I twisted my neck, next door, it looked like I was not involved in the air, and Ponta slapped me on the knee on the front leg to remind me of dinner.

─ ─ You're alone in peace...

Stabilize your spirit as you stroke Ponta's head hair and move early on to the end of this topic.

"No, as long as you only consider repairing your company, that's fine"

"Right. Then let me send a well-armed carpenter. Chiyome."

Hanzo nodded deeply once in the wind that he had heard this request, calling the name of Chiyome towards the entrance to the hall.

When the cat-eared ninja girl, who was used to seeing it as a signal, appeared silent, she bowed her head once in front of the entrance and came into the room.

And behind her, several other shadows came into the room together, which I could see looking back over my shoulder.

He came in right behind Chiyome, a giant man about two meters and thirty feet tall.

He was one of the six ninjas introduced to Chiyome in the Wang capital, Goemon with Sabatra-colored hair.

Instead of the naked upper body outfit I saw at that time, I wore a ninja outfit that seemed cramped and similar to a chiyome, and came into the room only to salute me with the same oligarchy.

Then it was the big man of more physique than that goemon who showed up.

Two meters and seventy feet tall... the man, who is about to rub his head against the ceiling of the hall, comes into the room dressed like he bows his head again and again.

The muscled upper back is uplifting, with thick, successful arms and slightly shorter legs than people, round and cute ears on the top of the head, but contrary to that, the deep carved face of the wrinkle is pierced enough.

And from behind him emerged a magnificent man with tiny beast ears.

He's about a hundred and sixty tall, and his physique difference with the two walking in front is pretty big. But his awesome eyesight was enough to give him a glimpse that he wasn't the only one.

The arm peeking from the rolled up sleeve is engraved with several ancient wounds, and the ear on the top of the head is a long ear like a ravioli, but one of them has been cut a thousand times by about half.

Seeing this one in his sight, the man grinned with a fierce look on his face.

The four lined up straight to both sides of the hanzoo, and as they bowed down to the side of the enclosure after a gratuity, they gently bowed their heads in a way that returned themselves and Arian to it too.

Hanzoo, who slowly coughed in anticipation of it, opened his mouth as he tried to show the four people who showed up.

"I'm talking about this migration inside, but I already know Chiyome and Goemon and the Ark lords, and I don't need an introduction right now. And then there's the other two, but the man over here is the head of the Bear Clan."

In that introduction to Hanzo, the big man has turned his gaze this way by deeply thanking him for the momentum of poking the floor with his fist and rubbing his own forehead against the floorboard.

"The Bear Clan Gouro, who is the head of this house. Thank you very much for listening to my request. One thing, please."

Gouro, who introduced himself with a slow talk to the somewhat admirable words, thanked himself deeply again after expressing his apologies.

"Hmm? I thought Lord Hanzoo was the head of this building, didn't I?

When I hear that Gouro the Bear Clan is the head of this inner house, I throw the question straight at the Hanzoo in front of me.

"Sure, there are a few other places on this continent like the one built by the once Blade Heart clan. They're based here now, but they're not always here."

After speaking a little about the clan's inner affairs himself, Hanzo now turned his gaze ahead to the tiny man in the ear who was sitting next to Gouro.

Besides, the fierce-looking razor-eared man nods and once again turns his gaze to this side and bows his head.

"Non is the Pitta of the Rabbit Nation. Serve as warrior chief in this area. This time I am here as someone who brings together an advance party to the destination. Lord Ark, please do me a favor."

The man named Pitta, who finished greeting him with Dos' gracious voice, raised his vicious face and smiled at him - and felt signs of Ponta dropping back a little next door.

I'm fine with my skeleton self and I don't really understand the futile line of pitta like yakuza, but just because I'm a beast people doesn't seem to make me unconditionally nostalgic to spiritual beasts.

Whether that ponta appeared in his eyes, Pitta lowered her eyebrow butt and dropped her shoulders in an openly iterative atmosphere, falling back from the side of the enclosure.

Maybe he cares a lot...

Father, there seems to be no demand anywhere.

With that in mind, turn to the main topic of the story.

"I was talking about Lord Pitta earlier, what's an advance party?

"Um, I have heard from Chiyome's report that he has heard from the Dragon King (Dragon Road) that it is the perfect land to live in, but we also need to make sure of that with the eyes of Nong et al. After examining the land by the lake, which is the destination, we now ask that the pioneering group be moved by the power of Lord Ark to proceed with the minimal development of living on the land and finally include the migrating group."

Hanzoo explained the next steps in migration as he stroked his jawbeard.

From the feel of a view from a mountain with your company springing from that hot spring, there is usually a good distance to land with a large lake if you walk.

At the same time as checking the land with the advance team, if you remember the landscape of the land, you can now send the pioneering group directly to the land.

However, since there are no exterior walls or anything to avoid warcraft, as in this area, it would be necessary for the pioneering group to set up a defensive wall to the extent that minimum defenses can be provided first and a house for sleeping.

"How many days do you envisage until the pioneering group accepts the first migrant group? And then how many migrations are we going to split up?

This request is not much of my own, but I need to know that I will be working on it for a certain amount of time, so I need to think about my plans for the future.

Then Hanzo raises a single eyebrow as if he noticed something and turns his gaze towards this side.

"It will take at least one month to February to be able to move the first migration group. And the number of people who emigrate, but I plan to have up to half of them here."

Apparently, we're not giving up on this inside, we're going to emigrate overflowing people.

"I'm not completely relinquishing this place either."

To his own whining, Hanzo nods to affirm it too.

"This is also the place for the people of Nona and Yamano to evacuate. This time the destination is surrounded by mountains, foreign enemies refuse to invade, but the compatriots who fled the nation are also difficult to reach. I also heard that the former third generation, the unusable successors of space-time ninjas, abandoned that company by saying that it would not be possible to save their compatriots."

Certainly that land is not in a place where you can easily come and go. If that is not the way to travel, such as space-time ninja or metamagic, then you need to walk through the deep woods and caves of Warcraft.

A strong Yamano people in front of me would be fine, but there were also many women and children inside. If we were to emigrate with them, we would have to be prepared for the corresponding sacrifices.

But can we choose such land for resettlement again?

"Are we going back to the land that we once renounced?

To his own question, Hanzoo's eyes dwelt on a color that showed understanding, but his neck was shaken quietly beside him.

"In the time of the first generation, I have heard that there were still several settlements of mountain people in the field. They said that the compatriots caught by the people were returned to such settlements, but as the people grew, their settlements were driven from the wild to the woods and further to the mountains, so that they could now only live in land untouched by the eyes of men, and the number of the people of the mountains decreased considerably. Remaining hiding places rarely come and go with each other."

Those around them silently lay their eyes down at that story of Hanzo, and only the sound of the contents of the pan hung in the enclosure boiling and the sound of firewood exploding quietly in the room.

If it becomes an interaction within a narrow inner realm alone, the problem of everyone becoming close relatives also arises sooner or later.

That land is a basin surrounded by mountain ranges, but there is a plain with no human hands. Cut open the surrounding forests and the plains will spread further.

If we can pioneer in this way, if we recruit and accept migrants from other parts of the world, we may grow the dwindling population of the best mountain people just to live in the current situation.

Arian's story was that there is a huge country on the southern continent created by the same brethren as them, but it is in this northern continent that the human race benefits its breadth and is in a state of decline.

"I understand the commission. So tomorrow, in the direction of sending that advance party to his land as soon as possible, okay?

"Thank you for your patience. Huh!?"

Hanzo bowed his head deeply again and suddenly stretched that look as he returned his gaze to this side.

We talked smoothly until earlier, and we leaned our necks at the sudden change in the arrow-tip atmosphere, which took the form of an agreement between the two parties, and let the surrounding people run their gaze.

But it was not only the hanzoo that was holding tension in his face, it was the same with the other gourds and pittas, and Chiyome pointed a slight surprise at him this way.

The only thing that didn't change my expression was about Goemon, but it was revealed in Arian's statement that was right next door to the cause of their tension.

"Hey, Ark!? Your face is back!?

I finally convinced myself of their expression in front of me by touching the words with my own hands on my face.

The expected effect time of the hot spring water seemed unexpectedly short. Perhaps, the hot spring water will be less effective in drinking what it has been in its possession for a long time.

Freshness is more and more an inconvenient hot spring.

"Undead!?"

Those who were sitting down beside the enclosure raised their hips slightly and raised their voices in confusion.

He said it was an interaction he had had somewhere before - and with that in mind, he once again sighed at the fact that he had become the feather of talking about his physical characteristics from scratch.