Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The next morning, as he fell asleep wrapped around his armor on a tight floor in a narrow cabin, he inadvertently woke up to the feeling of a large hairball moving around his face.

Apparently, Ponta, who slept round her chest, rolled toward her head in a wave-wielding clap.

Grab some mouth and pick a sleeping ponta neck with a happy face to avoid.

But so I woke up, and after moving the limbs that had been thrown out into the universe in a bumpy motion, I stuck myself on the arm of this one who was flipping around and grabbing myself.

"Ki-yun!

"Mm, are you awake? Ponta."

He looks around the narrow cabin as he speaks to Ponta, who climbs up to his shoulder with his arms.

From the rounded windows provided on board, there is a slight leak of light from the outside, which makes the murderous cabin float thinly.

Rather than saying that it was just an extra cabin, or that there were no other shadows indoors than myself and Ponta - you were right to say that there was no longer much space when you entered the cabin with your armor on.

He left the cabin diving through a door that seemed to smash his head while fixing the position of his sleeping and slightly deviated helmet by hand.

As he ascended to the deck with his hand against the wall so as not to fall on the boat, which wobbled from time to time in waves, and as the sail turned its gaze from above the hanging deck to the sky, the sky that had begun to whiten was beginning to spread its blue colour.

Turning its gaze and moving it from the direction of the ship's journey to the sea on its right hand side, it could see there a black land still dark in the colour of the night continuing like a wall.

Land can't see its jewelry in the dark yet, but apparently the land you're seeing now is like a cliff, and there's no place you could get off with a boat on.

"Ho, you've come all the way to the southern continent already..."

Looking at the land, which lasted black, a man of the mountain people stopped by to speak in a light tone as he divulged such a soliloquy.

"You're unusual to be wearing armor all the way up to the ship. So, you're new to Fabnach on the southern continent?

The man, who seems to be the same Cat tribe as Chiyome, stretches out into a slightly elongated mix before poking his elbow at the edge of the ship and looking up at this one.

I nodded quietly to respond to such an inquiry and looked back at the man.

"I'm interested in the country that the people of Yamano were interested in... Spices, tomatoes, etc. on the southern continent are the main purpose of this journey."

When I said that and returned it, the cat man turned his strange face to this side.

"Yamano people...... what the hell? The Fabnach kingdom is about us beasts, isn't it?

Now it's his turn to look stranger to the words.

"? Calling a race like your lords a beast man in the north is a disdainful treatment, but not in the south?

Previously I heard from Chiyome that people on the northern continent called a race characterized by the ears, tails, etc. of beasts like them as ”beasts" as a disdain, and that they themselves named themselves "mountain people”.

Talking about it, the cat man hit his hand in the face like he remembered somehow.

"Oh, well, you didn't call me up north. In the south, the first kings of Fabnach used to make their country as the Beasts, living separately."

The tone of a man who speaks that way is somewhere proud, and he has no backward feelings about the name.

Apparently, the region is -- in this case, the continent, but if it's in a different place, common sense can change.

"Besides, most people in the south have never seen a human race."

"Oh, really? There are only beasts on the southern continent, and there are no people?

The man opened his mouth with a slightly bitter smiling face as he returned the gavel to the man.

"There is a land ruled by the people ahead of the two great plains stretching west of Fabnach. Well, there's Fabnach now because they're coming to the south..."

I don't feel much of an animosity toward people in the face of a cat man who talks that way.

If what he said is true, it seems that there are usually more places for people to think about personal differences.

When he asked him about it, he laughed and shook his head.

"We're talking about people building walls on the land ahead of the plain and not coming out of it. Besides, Fabnach's elite soldiers, built by the Oracle Beasts, will not lag behind the soldiers of the people!

Apparently, in the southern lands across the sea, the Beasts are the champions of the land, as opposed to the north.

Thinking about it, I feel like it would all fit better to move people from hiding to the south, but I guess that's not what other people's opinions are about.

From what they've said, there doesn't seem to be only one hiding place in there, and the Chiyome and their "Blade Heart (Jinsin) clan” are working to free themselves from the slaves of the people, which seems to be where they said they were still halfway down the road.

There is no way that problems in a long history can be solved overnight.

Going forward, Chiyome sees the country built by the Yamano people named Fabnach and tells them how to get inside - I wonder if that's why she's here.

With that in mind, Chiyome accidentally rang from behind.

"Lord Ark, were you here? Actually, I had a little consultation..."

Looking back, there I saw Chiyome dressed in her usual black ninja outfit looking at this side a little reluctantly. On that back side of her, a long black tail is shaking restlessly on her behalf, which usually doesn't represent much emotion on her face.

"Oh, Lord Chiyome, good morning. What can I do for you?

I was having a chat. I say goodbye to the cat man and stop by the chiyome.

Asking her what she wanted for herself, Chiyome looked back on her like she had decided to.

"Could you give up some of the Kraken tide that you behaved like to Lord Ark last night, and I will pay for it?

"Kiyun? Ki-yun, ki-yun!

I seriously looked back at her for that unexpected word of Chiyome.

Pale and clear eyes have a serious eye, but the slightly dyed cheeks that are not usually seen are somewhat like an age-appropriate girl, whose mouth angle rises unexpectedly.

And you expressed your agreement with Chiyome like that, with the look of Ponta over your head joining together and complaining, he slipped down from above your head to peek into the face of this one.

To that one person and one attitude, I think back to last night, when I served Kraken's tidal dryness on a broiled and roasted table that I had just been able to do.

Of course I tried recommending it to Arian, but she jumped away shaking her neck sideways with great momentum.

In contrast, Chiyome and Ponta were stuck to the broiled Kraken in such a way as to be intrigued and take a sip or no, or couldn't stop.

That's the same for me, so much so that I really wanted to drink soy sauce and sake while chewing on the fragrant Kraken broiled in the fire.

Apparently two (?) I think I liked Kraken's tidal dryness.

"I don't need any money or anything, but I think Lord Chiyome liked it too much."

Having said that and laughing a little, Chiyome scratched her cheeks slightly off her gaze from this side.

"Yes. Because it's hard to usually say something so delicious... Besides, if it tastes like me, I'm sure my brother would like it, so I wanted to make it a souvenir."

"Oh, Lord Chiyome has a brother?

I have never heard of my family from Chiyome before, so I ask back unexpectedly.

In contrast, she shook her head (wearing it) slightly and opened her mouth.

"No, even when I say brother, I am a brother, and now I worship one of the six ninjas, named Sasuke"

That being said, she lowered her brow butt and looked up to the sky so that she could see the slightly distant sky.

The name sounded familiar.

Indeed, when Chiyome was exchanging words with the twenty-second generation of Hanzoo during his visit to the hiding place?

He stroked his jaw, remembering that Chiyome was asking him where Sasquatch was going.

I wondered if I could ask too deeply because I accidentally got into her ear and she didn't have the appearance to talk about the situation in particular, so I hammered her vaguely.

"Well, if it's tidal drying, there's plenty of it, so take it back as long as you need it"

Arian doesn't seem to be willing to eat anything, and there are limits to consuming it personally.

The rest is semi-dried. The leftovers may look delicious if beaten, thinned, dried, then fried and processed into kraken fries.

When I conceived such a prank, I saw Arian coming up to the deck worrying about her sleepy-haired hair, thinking that I might be happy to try to sneak it and shut up and feed Arian.

Even from the time of boarding, there were occasions when there were few women on board, and the gaze of the men around them gathered to Arian, who had a full body of waking up.

Knowing or not such a gaze, when she moved her body by trying to unravel her elaborate body in a narrow cabin, her gaze was increasing from around her as the feminine part swayed with itching.

Good morning, Lord Arian.

"Morning, Ark. I wonder why sleeping in the cabin is so hard to sleep..., my whole body hurts because of it"

That said, Blurring, Ariane rubs her hips and sighs.

When I tried to speak to her like that, the people's gaze turned in one direction when the ship was bothered by Russia.

Trying to follow that gaze and turn your eyes, you could see the city lined with several buildings on the right front of the bow, on the land ahead of the brilliant sea in the morning and sun.

You've arrived in Plymouth.

Hearing someone's voice like that, I look over a huge city that spreads with momentum to fill the coast.

The city, which is about a hundred meters long, but huge enough not to give a dust of its size, was bigger than any other city of the people we've ever seen.

The Elves' landfriar, which sailed yesterday, was also a big city that developed considerably, but the port town of Plymouth, which spreads before this eye, is more than that.

There are no tall buildings of great trees like those in the Elves, but I can see giant buildings that don't even take a pull from the architecture I saw in the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Rhoden hissing into sloppy hilly lands.

Chiyome, who was next to the scenery, also opened his eyes and revealed his surprise.

"I've heard about it, but it's a really big city. The people's city seems kind of rural."

I agree with Arian, who sighs like he cared with words like that.

"Sure, from the size of this city, the population is going to be slightly over 100,000 units..."

As the Lieb Berta approaches Plymouth Harbor Street, many ships from elsewhere and ships that would have sailed from the harbor rub off around it.

All of the crew are of the Beast clan, and I'm guessing they use the ship to carry the load.

Eventually, as the Lieb Berta lay down on one of the piers set in Plymouth's harbor, the beasts with a successful body rushed from around to the mooring of the ship.

As the ship began to make noise in Russia and unloading operations began, we greeted the captain and then went down to the harbor across a wooden bridge that was handed to the deck with the luggage we had brought out of the cabin.

Ahead of disembarking the ship were waiting for guards of the Beast clan with light armor and spears, and all the crew seemed to have received a brief luggage inspection from them and other mechanisms to finally get permission to leave the port.

Once Arian had deposited a bill of lading like the one he had deposited from the elders inside Landfriar, and the inspection itself was as simple as it should have been, we were able to enter the city of Plymouth without being waited that long.

Its Plymouth harbour district was one of the hottest cities I've ever visited.

Most of the people going out were beasts with beast ears and tails, and the Dark Elves, who worked as sailors on the Elves and the Lieb Berta, were also seen inside.

Is there a market around the harbor, and there were open-air shops and stalls lined up with unloaded goods, and there was an amazing crowd in the wave of people buying it.

Is it unusual for someone wearing full body armor to walk in the market exposed to the gaze from around him, as if thrown out by a festive crowd?

"And you're an amazing person... If you look around, it's going to fall off."

Behind himself, who served to scratch the waves of such a person, Arian turns his eyes to the crowd around him and says a little tired.

It's probably the first time I've traveled in my life, and I've never been rubbed by a wave like this before.

I was going to get used to the urban crowd, and it's been a long time since I've been thrown into this many waves, so much so that I have something to hold on to.

That would be impotent.

But watching the various products lined up in the outhouse and stalls - spices, food that I had never seen before, and so on - made me forget it.

Ponta is also busy circling its gaze and waving its tail about how many things are of concern in the market.

To such a rare sight in his eyes, a conversation that was exchanged in one dewstore as he carried his feet everywhere inadvertently reached his ear, stopping and moving his eyes towards you unexpectedly.

"What the fuck!? Why is it so expensive than usual, dude!?

It was a scene where one of the guests, a werewolf-like beast man, was eating and hanging from an open-air merchant, an old man who would be a Bear of the shopkeeper, showing one of the spices and thoughts arranged on hand.

"You have no choice, do you? The Tiger tribes in the west have recently stopped showing up. This is the last time I have the rednails on hand, too, what's up?

A bear man, the owner of the store, raises a single eyebrow in return for the stinking of the customer's man and concisely presses for a response whether to buy it or not.

The customer's man still complained about some bumps, but he gave up in such a way as to reluctantly leave the outhouse behind because he didn't care about the money in his hand.

Seeing the way I was interacting from a little further away, my legs accidentally turned to that outdoor store after seeing what looked like a spice they were arguing about.

"Hey, Ark!? Tomatoes are over there!?

Ariane, who had followed it from behind, found the object of purpose that had come to this southern continent and called out to her back as she proceeded to the day after tomorrow.

But I control it with my hands and get early enough to the outhouse where the bear man is the shopkeeper.

And I dropped my gaze on the red-nailed product that I had rubbed at a high price earlier from up close.

The shape is hook-clawed and the size is about the size of an index finger. The colour is bright red, wrinkles can be seen on the surface whether it is dried or not, and unique irregularities can be seen.

It was a food I had seen - a spice.

"Store owner, is this hard?

I accidentally took one of those spices, called the red nail, and pressed the store owner to confirm the characteristics in my memory.

The other shopkeeper's man looked a little cheeky looking at this side of his all-body armor that suddenly appeared, but I guess he was a merchant there, he nodded and responded by understanding the meaning of the question asked.

"Ah, ah. He only has as many hands here as he likes, but because of his painful spiciness, he's called the Devil's Claw or something."

I was convinced of the identity of the spice in my hand in the store owner's answer.

─ ─ Red Nail, that was one of the spices called the corn.