Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The peninsula, which is spreading in the form of flights out to the north of the southern continent, is a land dominated by the Great Leblanc Empire.

Built on the eastern coast of the peninsula, Harbour Street is based on the foundations built to ship much of what was captured in the land to the Great Empire, but its size was now comparable to that of one of the leading cities on the northern continent.

The Hilkist church, which can be found in the heart of such a huge harbour town, consists of a dormitory in which clerics and temple knights live in a cathedral with huge pairs of spires on the property, as well as a mansion in which the Cardinal lives.

The mansion, built in a red brick style, contrasted beautifully with the white stone used in combination, and embedded everywhere with decorative columns and floats made of that white stone, it drew a line in terms of elegance from the dwellings built exclusively with brick that spread around it.

Behind the mansion on three floors, in one of its rooms was the Cardinal's private room where he was entrusted with church activities on the land.

A large space secured by a high ceiling, its walls are painted with colourful murals painted with elaborate brushstrokes, and a well woven carpet is laid at the foot. There's nothing plain about any of the furniture placed, and it's like a king's private room.

In the center of such a room is placed a huge bed made to order.

An unbeatable high ceiling room, the high ceiling was a delicately embroidered luxury on solid fabric with a huge shadow behind it.

The giant shadow of sleeping on the bed - a giant with plenty of fat on his big body, bald head and away eyes, flaccid cheeks, as if he were a giant frog - is the Lord of this room.

Cardinal Charos Accadia Industria.

As usual, he kept falling asleep on the bed in his private room, taking the fruit out of the bowl placed beside him, cheeky as he slept on it.

"It's still peaceful today. The guy from the mainland hasn't said anything since. Heh heh, I knew I couldn't make a big deal out of just about a hundred Necromancers. I'm a fighter."

That's what Charos says and rocks his giant with laughter, bumping his hands and feet on the bed.

Then his eyes caught on the juice of the fruit on his hand, wiping his hand with a lid that was hanging beside him.

"Ha, I have things to do, but don't do anything. This is just how I spend my time on the bed recklessly. On the other hand, I don't know if anything funny is going to happen to me.

With such a whine to himself, Charos rolls with a gobble and its round body on the bed.

Then the door of the private room was slammed wide to fulfill his words.

"Dear Charlos! It's an emergency! Forgive me!"

And as usual, a cleric who would come in after permission had been granted, as if to roll in and jump into my room, pulled over to the side of the bed to flatten his hands and feet.

Charos was taken aback by such a look for a little while, but soon he looks grumpy.

But there was no reason to know that. The cleric, lying flat, opened his mouth with his face facing the floor, and recited that it was an emergency, and then mouthed its contents.

"Now, according to the news of a crisis that has arrived from the city, nearly twenty monsters have entered the border wall set in the south that has never been seen before, and are now approaching the city wall beside us! That figure is exactly what a giant is, and given that we have crossed that boundary wall, it is a request from the deputy who wants to use the help of the Temple Knight for interception right now!!

When the cleric raised the report so as to roll it up, he rubbed his forehead against the floor further flat on the spot as he asked for Charos' instructions.

When he hears that, Charos obviously looks disgusted and gets himself out of bed.

"Yeah, it's a monster, but it's about twenty, right? Why do we have to let the Temple Knight out? Weren't there about 2,000 soldiers under the deputy? You don't have five hundred of our temple knights, but you need to drive them out until then?

With that said, when Charlos rose out of bed, he tried to stop by a nearby window and see the view of the city outside, but there he could only see the church quarters and the cathedral, not even the view outside the church, which was separated by a high wall around the site.

The cleric, who looked and guessed at it from behind, made one advance toward the back of Charos, who was trying to stretch out and look far away with a giant.

"Dear Charlos, from the church tower you can see the city. From there, I thought it would be nice to get an idea of what's going on in the city! Whatever!"

"Uh, I said I don't know if anything's gonna happen, but I really didn't have to. No. Besides, I really want you to stop being such a hassle."

It was Charos who swelled his cheeks and zeroed his puffiness and dissatisfaction, but when he looked down at the cleric who pleaded flat and then sighed, he clasped his shoulders and walked out to the door of the room.

A cleric notices it raises her head all the way up and follows the Cardinal's back with her eyes.

And looking back at the signs of the immobile clergy, Cardinal Charos makes perhaps a light-hearted call.

"Oh, just show me around! I don't usually climb towers, so I don't know the way, Bok!

"Ha! Now!"

With joy in his words, the cleric tried to roll again and ran through the Cardinal, leading Charos on a small run, as if he were a dog waiting for his owner.

Chalos also follows such a leading cleric and follows him to jump from that giant with unimaginable agility. It looks like a giant frog somewhere.

Eventually one of the spires stretching upwards in the form of a connection to the cathedral, Charlos let his breath bounce and wiped the sweat off his forehead as he ascended the spiral staircase provided inside it.

"Ha, who really told you to build a tower? Maybe we can build a tower, but we shouldn't build stairs. It creates the need to climb…"

The way he rocked the giant and complained about it, but still stepped firmly on his feet and went up the stairs gave him a glimpse of something that was not just obese.

Instead, the clergyman of a slightly longer body who moves on is about to fall, breathing on his shoulders.

Not yet reached the top of the tower, but occasionally windows for ventilation and brightness were opened by the stairs, and the cleric looked out with his face stuck in that window a little further ahead of him fluttering.

From that window, which was set westward, the western sun dawns upon the priest's eyes. Eventually when I got used to the light, I could see the city's landscape down.

And the cleric, who saw the state of the city, looked back with a dismayed face and raised his voice.

"Cha, Master Charos! From here! You can still see the city from here!! It's them!"

Though inside the giant tower, the area is not that large vertically, in which the cleric's shouts echoed and Charos, who was behind him, frowned thinly and blocked his ears.

"Ok, ok, already! You don't have to be so loud. I hear you."

While complaining like that, Charos turned to the window shown by the cleric, as he was told.

Windows opened directly to the outer walls of the tower are not as wide as the thickness of the outer walls for peeking. Even though it is, the range of sight is narrower because it is what the excited cleric faces at the window.

Charlos pushed the cleric away with his own giant and peered out the window making sure he looked at each other.

It was Charos, who had his eyes narrowed on the first western day he jumped in, but gradually when his eyes got used to it, he noticed that red firehands were rising all over the city.

Fire hands are rising near the city walls, and there is still a distance from the church in the center of the city.

And on the roof of a house made of bricks visible in the distance, that different monster appeared.

Whether it is the reflection of the West or the appearance of a black shadow has no top from the neck, but its size can be seen here from the contrast with the surrounding houses.

That headless black giant destroys the roof of the building, and when he grabs something from it, he takes the trick of pushing it into a big hole in his chest.

He opens his eyes full of circled eyes that Chalos does not match that giant, and looks at how it is.

It was a giant who grabbed people, eating people as if they were cheeks for sweets. The number can only be seen through the window from here, but four of them could be confirmed.

And from a city like that, I hear screaming and yelling slightly in the wind.

Releasing his face from the window, Charos met the cleric face-to-face, leaving traces of the window frame on his lazy face.

"Huh!!!

Suddenly screaming, Charos sticks his face in the window again.

"Hey, what is that!? My city is under attack. What's going on?

I raise my bare voice and see the priest's face again, but there's no way the priest understands that either.

I just shook my head and responded, returning my eyes asking how to respond to Charos.

"Ha, Temple Knight! Anyway, tell them to let out all the Temple Knights!!

"Ha, ha!!

To that instruction of Charos, the cleric bows his head. And then he raised his head again, where Charlos' back rushed down the stairs into his eyes.

"Cha, Master Charos! Where are you going?

Charos replies to the cleric's inquiry without looking back.

"Reinforcements! Anyway, I'm calling reinforcements, so you just...!!

As Charos tangled his legs in the middle of his reply and rolled down the stairs with that momentum, he clashed against the wall across the street and the giant jumped like a rubber claw, falling straight into a blowout that opened into the center of the tower.

"Dear Charos!! Master Charos!!

The hasty cleric attaches to the edge of the stairs and peeks into the bottom of the tower. Then there was Charos, who ran out and said he was up.

The fallen height should be almost equivalent to the fourth floor.

He was a cleric with a stunned look on his face, but hurried back to my quarters to summon the Temple Knight instructed by Charos.

And the charos of the day, speaking, had come to the basement in the cathedral.

A huge metal door hangs at the end of the thin, dark staircase, even down, with an incredible lock without a keyhole in front of it.

To rarely let people in here, there was dust on the stone floor, and a unique, spicy scent leaked out from the back of the door.

Entering in front of its main door, Charos touches a lock without a keyhole.

Then when Charos gathered the magic flat in his hand, the thick metal rod attached to the top came off and the door unlocked with a heavy sound.

When Charos pushed open the metal door with his arms, there were several shelves in the large room, in addition to the shelves provided on one side of the wall on the high ceiling, which continued all the way to the back where the magic prop lights held by Charos could not be reached.

Countless black painted wooden square coffins are arranged and placed on such shelves.

This was, for once, the catacombs of this city.

As Charos glances over such countless coffins, he proceeds to the back with a footsteps down the aisle provided between him and the shelves.

"Oh, my God. Why did this happen? If we don't do this, the Tadients will really collapse."

That was the charos who leaked the word, but there I noticed something and stopped.

"No way, that guy from that mainland set something up!? But if I do, if I use these guys here, I'll be opposed to the Pope's life!? Oh, well."

In the middle of a casket-lined catacombs, Charos holds his head in a grand grunt of solitude.

And when he stood up, as he had decided for a while, he ran up early to the center of the catacombs - the altar set there - and clenched and hoisted the square black box placed on its pedestal.

"Oh, it's depressing already! I'm going to make sure the black guy didn't get rid of it all!!

Proclaiming so loudly, Charos dwells his magic in his right hand.

Then the square black box began to emit a suspicious light. And as if to echo it, the lids of the innumerable coffins that were overflowing all around opened simultaneously, and a knight in dull all-body armor rose from within.

Taking the weapon that had been put in the coffin and looking around at those armored soldiers who moved as if they didn't make them feel alive, Charos nodded and proclaimed with a box raised high again.

"I command you to crusade the Black Titans! You can't let one get away with this!!

To its life, armored soldiers overflowing in the catacombs began to move in unison.

The huge catacombs set deep in the cathedral were connected to church facilities placed throughout the city through underground passages.

Using such passageways, countless armored soldiers appear open doors that are never normally opened, and begin to spread as if they were a flock of ants to all parts of the city.

To the mysterious armored soldiers who suddenly emerged from the basement of the church facility, a small number of temple knights, packed everywhere, tried to block those paths, but were slaughtered or slaughtered to expose the body.

The number of its armored soldiers is really close to 10,000.

The news of the sudden emergence of a third of the Tadient population's armored soldiers will further plunge the city into a vortex of chaos.

And one person looking at such an interesting situation - it was a man in priesthood sent by a church on the mainland.

He stands on the roof of a brick dwelling and has a thin grin looking at the armored soldier gushing out of the church facility as he overflows.

But the armored soldiers pushed away the fleeing inhabitants, and the man in priesthood frowned and sighed at the way he went to the giant.

"Oh man, I didn't know if you were going to kill the residents in this mess situation, and I didn't know you were thinking about the beginning and end of the giant. What do you do against the Pope's life, I still deserve better to sit on the Cardinal's throne"

When I said that and laughed joyfully, I took out a round crystal lens emitting suspicious light from my nostalgia.

And when I put it up in the sky, a man in priesthood floats with joy.

"Kill the living! We kill the living and make this city a city of the dead dedicated to the Pope!!

As if he had reacted to the words, the movement of the armored soldiers who were around him stops for a moment as the lens intensifies its suspicious light. And at the next moment, he began to slaughter and kill different inhabitants with a sword in his hand.

And that's where hell started.

The slow-footed old men were immediately slaughtered and killed, exposing their bodies to the side of the road. A father who tried to protect the child was decapitated and fell into the child's arms. A mother holding a child and crying and trembling was stabbed through each child.

"Ha-ha-ha!! Yes, you will now be spirits serving the Pope!! Oh, I didn't know I'd be thankful enough to wet my face with tears to think that I could be on the road with you guys from now on.

That much said. The man looks back feeling the signs of accidental appearance behind him.

There was a beastman boy kneeling with dark hair and pointy beast ears on his head, looking up at the man with red eyes.

"Is that you? Killing giant children and females and attracting them to the city is an excellent achievement. And then play with the giants by the wall."

When the man told him that, he urged him to go with his jaw.

And when he saw it, Sasquatch, the boy of the Beast clan, who was once Six Shinobi, ran away, slightly consenting, trying to fly over the roof.

Chasing behind with his eyes, the man once again grinned lightly.

"It was a good pick up. At dawn when you took up your post as Cardinal, would you ask the Pope to give in"?

That said, the man turned his gaze back to the miserable hell that spreads beneath his eyes.