Skeleton Knight, in Another World

Looking sideways at the flowing landscape, how long has it taken to chase a two-horse disease rider dragon (Drift Puss) walking in front?

I don't have the hatred and the clock, and I don't know the exact time, but it hasn't been half an hour. Even the sickness riders (driftpus) still have room to peek across despite the fact that they are running at considerable speeds.

Eventually, we saw something like a settlement well ahead of the two preceding Tigers in the direction of progress.

It's still far from here, and I don't know how jealous it looks with the vibrations the rides run, but somewhere there's a gathering of dwellings like gels used by Mongolian nomads.

And a little off that settlement, there are two distinctly huge figures in the hills. It boasted the prestige that there would be three times as many tiger tribes who responded by swarming around.

"Is that the giant...?

Ariane sitting back reacts to that word she leaked, stretching her neck and peeking forward.

Despite the fact that the disease-ridden dragon (Drift Puss) is quite noisy from running the ground, the signs of her breathing came to this side.

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

And on the other hand, Ponta, who was sitting over his head, sounded like he was barking at the giant, rushing down to the other neck and winding up on the spot.

The existence of a Tiger tribe fighting giant had a slightly heterogeneous description to what this one had imagined.

If you describe that characteristic figure in the first place, you have no head. If you don't have a head and you ask me how I can say human form, I can only answer otherwise because I do look terribly alike to people.

No, I haven't seen it in this world yet, but it's a headless gorilla if you're going to raise a similar organism.

He is about six meters tall, blackish all over his body and slightly shorter legs, but at the tip of his thick, long arm he must have processed himself. He holds a weapon like a stone axe, which is swung down. It grandly chooses the dirt of the hill.

And instead of having no head, the giant's chest was sticking with a creepy face on it.

No nose, eyes with open pupils, huge mouths lined with yellowish teeth, the figure reminds me of a monster who came out on some specialty hero object.

"Something like Shizuku Jamiant..."

Behind such a fluent statement, the battle between the Tigers and the Black Titans (Jamiant) had increased in intensity from a distance and mounted a one-off offensive.

The Tigers have fought ahead of their overwhelming threat, the Black Titans, but they can't be unharmed.

Some of them had been grabbed by black giants and had been torn about half their bodies to become corpses. If the physical damage is so severe, it would be useless to use resuscitation magic.

In the vicinity of the battle, others are seen falling from injuries.

Such a predicament caught their eyes, and a two-horse disease-ridden dragon (Drift Puss), which was running forward in a leading fashion, increased its speed and stormed straight into the black giant.

The black giant also finds it approaching at high speed, something groans, and then a threatening voice is spouted out of his mouth.

But the two horsemen who braved the assault were faster, and luckily the black giant's first start was delayed. Fortunately, they went from side to foot, and at the same time the collision protruded the two corners of the diseased rider dragon (Drift Puss).

But the sight I saw after a heavy and dull collision was one of the white horns of a disease-ridden dragon (Drift Puss) breaking and flying.

I didn't have the impression that the two white corners of the Drift Puss were as brittle as the feeling I touched.

In other words, it tells the story of the opponent's black giant's considerable defense.

…… That sounds like a lot of trouble to me. "

Sitting in front of the saddle of a disease-ridden dragon (Drift Puss), Chiyome roared to see how the battle was going as he was about to embark on it.

It is not that the assault of the disease-ridden dragon (Drift Puss) was ineffective. It was useful to the extent that it pushed down the giant, but it seems to have caused a great deal of itching for the subsequent movement.

"You can also use massive magic in that riot, do something first to stop that big fat ass"

When he pulls the reins of the Drift Puss alone and stops, he jumps off the saddle and takes out the Sword of the Holy Thunder (Caradoborg) and the Heavenly Shield of Teutates from the luggage he had made him carry behind him.

With a shield, he pulls out his sword and runs abruptly to the feet of the black giant.

Arian and Chiyome also prepare their own armaments and so on to follow after themselves.

"Beware first! [Holy Shield]!"

With that screaming, activate one of the battle moves of the Holy Knight.

Then a pale light overflows from the shield you had, which unfolds to cover the entire armor.

It's a defensive skill that has never been used in this world before, and I don't know how effective it is, but it's insurance for now.

Through the tiger tribe falling and lying in a pale light all over his body, as he went out to the front of the battle, he had no allies just in front of him, paving the way to the black giant.

"And a small hand check! [Holy Light Breaking Sword (Holy Ray Sword)]!"

When he activated another battle move, he pulled out the "Sword of the Holy Thunder (Karadborg)" and put it down and swung it up so that it would sweep up toward heaven from there.

Then a dazzling light flashes from the tip of the sword, which becomes a belt of light and runs to slash and tear the ground in a straight line towards the short leg of the black giant (Jamiant).

When the light intersects the feet of the black giant, there is blood on the spot along with a fierce impact sound.

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!

Something like a scream that resembled the voice of a person thrown out of his open mouth on the chest of a black giant - and then such a voice, which was never the voice of a person, was emitted so that it shook the entire hill.

The blood seemed to fly and cause quite a few wounds, but there were only a few scratches on the legs like those covered in black body hair, which did not appear to have caused a very fatal wound.

But that's why it's not intact.

Follow the black giant who falls back trying to shelter his wounded leg and rush further.

The gaze of the Tiger tribe who was fighting around the Black Titans turns this way for a moment, and the expression turns to a surprising color. If all of a sudden a man of all-body silver armor joins the fight, it will be impossible for anyone to be surprised.

"I will help you by righteousness!!

He complained in loud voice no so that he could be heard around him, shook up his sword and slapped the blade directly into the black giant's leg this time. A definite response and a dull shock sound make more blood fly.

About half the blade of the sword was eating into the flesh of the black giant. However, despite the fact that it was slashed with considerable force, the threat was that it was done with this degree of scratch.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

The face sticking to the chest of the black giant distorted into what could also be called a painful expression, so as to shelter the foot decided by the sword, releasing its foot from the ground and falling back.

There one of the tiger warriors waves a massive blunt instrument down the base of the other toe left.

"Ouch!

I caught that on the edge of my eyes and didn't think of it, and the image of myself hitting my pinky finger on the corner of the tance overlaps and words leak out of my mouth.

At the same time, the screaming roar of the black giant echoes overhead, with giants over six metres tilting obliquely.

The giant of the falling black giant - Chiyome flew and approached, stepping on the giant's body as he hung a further chase there.

At the end of her hand were two clumps of water dancing like snakes.

"Water, water gun tip!!

The snake, given shape by her Spirit, changes its shape to two water spears, and in the next moment it is thrown as if it were an arrow.

Those two spears were sucked into the black giant's wide open mouth and stood as they stood deep in his mouth.

The shadow of Arian running over the fallen giant with a roar that doesn't even sound like a black giant's voice. The sword in her hand, which drove her white snowy hair like a single belt, was already entangled with flames until it distorted the atmosphere.

"--O industrial flame, swallow everything, burn and slaughter everything..."

A flame wrapped around the sword lifts its sickle as it echoes Arian's voice, which sounds good.

And as she ran through to the black giant's chest, waving up that flame-wrapped sword, she poked deep into the big eyeballs of the black giant.

And put aside for a moment, after the giant black giant bounced like a broken toy, slamming his hands and feet on the spot and causing them to burst frequently, smoke was spewed out of the black giant's mouth with the smell of meat burning around him.

Apparently, one of them was pinned down.

But from the head of Arian, who was pulling his sword over the black giant, another black giant stone axe was about to be swung down to capture her.

A metallic shock sounded like a splitting (crushing) ear, and with a shield over his head, he was about to poke himself in the knee.

If I turned my gaze downwards, my eyes met Arian, who opened his eyes and looked up at this side.

"Are you all right, Lord Arian?

Speaking to make sure she was safe, she responded by shaking her head slightly vertically.

Exhale relief at the look, staring at the other black giant.

Exactly. I enjoyed the beating out of all those giants. I feel like my hands have been paralyzed despite shielding with both hands using my defensive lifting skills.

I quickly fell back, remembering the feeling of a black giant stone axe leaving over the shield.

From behind there, a hand-backed sword made of water, which would be the restraint of Chiyome, flies to the face of the black giant, and those who dislike it, the black giant, also fall back.

There one of the men, who would be a warrior of the Tigers, barked with a large wave of blunt weapons to fly the fierce at those around him who were distracted.

"You!! Our clan of hunters in the plains are not lagging behind the others!!

The man was like a man who earlier gave his giant pinky a taste of the pain of hell.

As the man drank around him, he ran to another black giant and shook down a blunt instrument like a huge chunk of metal that was on his toe.

The screaming voice of the black giant rises and swarms to another black giant left with a tiger tribe that remained as if to signal it. That's about thirty.

The warriors of the Tiger tribe, like themselves earlier, aim thoroughly at the tip of their feet, and from there, aim for the breakdown of posture and kill them to the rallying face of the steeple.

Eventually, after a while, two bodies of a completely immobile black giant were exposed to the hills.

As the Tigers shouted their victory, a man of the International Tiger Nation who had been sipping around earlier walked up to this side and called out.

"Thanks for your help earlier, let's thank you. Are you men of the east, and of the elves?

Accept the inquiry and send a signal to Arian to name him first by removing the water bottle he lowered to his waist in order to greet the representative man of the Tiger Nation.

Understanding the intent of such a signal of her own, she clapped her shoulders just a little before stepping forward in front of the Tigers.

"My name is Arian Glennis Maple. On the northern continent, in the Great Forest of Canada. They're also from the Ginsin clan, who live on the northern continent."

Behind Arian's line of introductions as this delegate, I was drinking hot spring water in a water bottle. The fact that it is not time to procure new items will again become a hassle because it has expired.

Standing beside Arian with his helmet off with that idea, he gazes at her.

"─ So, this is the same elf as me..."

"My name is Arc Laratoia. I'm a newcomer to the last seat in the house, thank you."

"Ki-yun!

When I try to finish my introduction, the ponta that I've been wrapping around my neck muscles wakes up and rings.

"... and my journey, Ponta."

"Ki-yun!

After hearing such a name on this side, the tiger tribe man nodded once, raising his name himself against the huge gold bar he was carrying on his shoulder to the ground and his chest stretched.

"I am one of the six tribes of this plain, the chief of the Willi clan. His name is Ayn Willi. I just wanted to say that I'm a guest who picked up the lives of my clan, let's welcome them, but first we have to get the injured to the settlement. I've come all this way. I don't know if I can help you, but I need you to wait."

Nodding back to that chief Ayn's words, I decided to hold one suggestion to further facilitate future discussions while retiring my helmet. Compassion is not for people.

"Lord Ayn. I know a little bit about healing wounds, so I can take care of the wounded."

That being said, chief Ayn has looked back at this one with a surprising look.

"How dare you ask me to be a curse master? I'll send the women back to the settlement, so you can use them freely."

That said the chief smiled and walked away to the settlement early enough. Dropping off his hindsight like that, Arian, standing next to him, looked up at him and shouted at him.

"I thought you were cheap again, but you mean selling favors to them?

"Hehe, I was able to meet with the Tiger tribe, which is my purpose. If you sell your favors here, you'll be able to negotiate the Devil's Claw.

When she said that and laughed, Ariane shook her head (wearing it), clapping her shoulders in a manner such as no treatment.

"Why are you so obsessed with food when you weren't too obsessed with gold coins"

"Well, wouldn't it be better if you looked more like an elf than collecting gold coins to explore delicious things?

In return for herself like that, Arian puts on a face that looks complicated.

"You need to listen to the Elves in the Ark once and for all..."

Turning to you to move to treatment on the battlefield trail with a willingness to hear Arian whine on his back, Arian's voice, now reluctant, hung from behind and looked back.

"─ Ah, Ark, uh, thanks for helping me earlier."

Slightly glowing her cheeks, she roared unexpectedly at her appearance, not trying to gaze this way.

Earlier - that must have been when we shielded the Black Titans from attack.

"Ho...... Ho?"

While stroking and rubbing her jaw, she peeps in to gaze at her, but Arian doesn't seem to be trying to gaze at her with the other side. The reaction is fresh, walking around her unexpectedly.

But when I felt the raw warm gaze from the outfield and looked at you, I looked at you with that gaze that Chiyome said nothing, but with his eyes he was talking about something.

"... um, I'm coming to treat you"

Losing the pressure of her silent gaze like that, I followed the shittiness and the spot.