Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The next day, the southernmost end of the Canadian Great Forest.

In that land, shaped like the one that stretched out into the South Central Sea, lies the inside with the largest port of the Elves.

With a flourishing deal with the great kingdom of Fabnach, the kingdom of the Beasts on the southern continent, this place is far larger than the one of Laratoia, to which I currently belong, and the number of people living there.

Some of them are from the southern continent who visited to make deals with the Elves.

In La Latoia, a few buildings inhabited a small number of large trees, and an aerial corridor was set up to connect the large trees, where many elves crossed.

This combination of nature and the city makes you feel like you're looking at a new future city while at the same time being fantastic.

At the foot of the great tree, which creates such a unique landscape, streets beautifully paved by bricks (bricks) extend, cutting and cultivating the flow of elves and beasts to and from each other.

Speaking of leading myself, the appearance of pink black coat on silver armor, ponta over my head and big sword and circle shield on my back still seems to gather my ears and eyes from around me, and people's gaze stabs me over the armor.

It was a similar situation when I visited before, so I dared ignore them and turn my gaze back.

"No way, you didn't expect to be inside Landfriar again so soon"

"Ki-yun!

To his words, Ponta, who was riding over his head and waving his tail with a touch, sounds like a gavel.

What follows me like that is the usual member when I travel.

To Ariane, whose personal partner has completely followed the board, intelligence activities are a favorite. And this time there is the figure of Dylan, the elder inside Laratoia.

I hear Dylan will accompany you as a wrap-up for the rescue team heading inside this drant.

He said that the number of rescue teams had already gathered in the harbor ahead after about two dozen people had been selected, such as those who could use healing magic and others with strength as warriors.

Through a large group of tree buildings, you can reach a lot of mushroom-shaped houses that are unique to the Elves when you reach near the harbor.

This is what I've been visiting before, the so-called commercial compartment.

Miscellaneous items made up of dealings with the Great Kingdom of Fabnach were arranged on the house, mixed with the hustle and bustle of the people going out with the voice of the guests to create a unique atmosphere even inside.

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

The fact that many foods would have crossed from the southern continent are also lined up makes the ponta squeak over my head in response to the smell.

"Ponta, it's a bad day, but we're headed straight to the harbor, so we can't stop by, can we?

Alianne cautioned as she leaked a grin at how such a ponta looked, and the ponta looked clearly soggy, drooling its big cottonwoolly tail.

"Don't worry, Ponta. If you want something to eat on a boat, we have it."

That's what I said. I lowered the slightly larger leather bag to the waist to show it. Then Ponta swung her tail happily again and circled over her head.

Chiyome, who was watching such interaction on this side, makes his shapely nose snap a little and pins the cat ear over his head to make his eyes shine.

I don't really change my expression as usual, but to see my tail swing wide to the left and right, apparently the contents of the leather bag sniffed something.

"During this time, it smells very similar to what Lord Ark made as" chicken teriyaki. "

As she put it out, what's inside is using soy sauce simulation made yesterday, and this time it's a “grilled chicken” sauce grill that makes it easier to carry rather than teriyaki.

Usually the yakitori is “salty", but this time I made sauce with soy sauce simulation, applied it to the chicken stung on the skewer and baked it and baked it into sauce.

The type of sauce eaten on the boulder is a bit unusual because the liquid drips inside.

After that, I also bring dried fruit as a case where the flavour is too strong for Ponta.

While checking the contents of the leather bags by weight, I thought that my thoughts had shifted to the future sailing journey and I had not heard the key thing.

"Lord Dylan, how many days are you planning to take on this voyage?

Dylan, an elder with a slightly melancholy face to that question of his own, opened his mouth.

"You have four dates for this voyage. I'm a little nervous right now because I'm not very good at ships."

Since the last sailing trip to the southern continent was more or less a day, the simple calculation suggests that the distance will be about four times that of the previous one - sounds like a pretty good distance, but I don't think so considering it a ship's itinerary.

But for Dylan, who publicly declared that he was not comfortable with the ship, the distance of those four days would be enough to cause him to melancholy and work.

That's how I imagine this coming sailing trip, and I see Chiyome at the edge of my sight.

I can't help but notice the smell of fragrance from inside the leather bag. What about Chiyome, who also looks like an age-appropriate girl but actually?

"With that said, don't the others in it have to be accompanied?

Chiyome, one of the “six ninjas" of the Blade Heart (Jinsin) clan with particular superior strength, is more or less seen as acting alone, as if it were natural.

When she asked Chiyome about it, she raised her gaze, which had been taken away by the leather bag, and turned off her expression earlier and looked up at her.

"It's okay, the others in there are continuing to follow Brother Sasquatch's footsteps and explore paths from the side of the Kingdom of Del Frent. Originally, this request was made by me, and whether or not I can get Lord Ark's help, I intend to secure a separate route to the Hilk country."

Chiyome lodged a quiet flame of determination in his clear pale eyes, saying so and returning it forcefully.

Seeing the tragic end of those whom he admired, he put it into his own hands to say that he had no batter.

I wonder why Sasquatch followed such a backdrop - and no one would stop her from wanting to know it.

Instead, she may not be able to forgive herself if she hasn't done something.

Well, there's a chance that they'll rendezvous somewhere along the way.

"What do you think? Combining the Hilk and surrounding three countries, the national territory is larger than that of the Kingdom of Rhoden. Others may not follow Lord Ark's foot, as he will proceed without a base."

With that said, Chiyome answers as she gazes and squeals at the horizon of the Great Sea Plains, which she sees from the high ground that stretches out in front of her as she leaves the commercial district.

I feel unspeakably jeopardized by her attitude that came to mind somewhere in there.

Was that the same with Arian I was hearing on the side, slightly drooling her pointy eartips with an anxious gaze.

I drop my gaze on a leather bag that has fallen back on my waist and think back to what Chiyome looked like yesterday at lunch.

That day, Chiyome cheeked and filled her mouth with the chicken teriyaki she had made, which looked really delicious.

"Lord Ark, what is this? It's a flavor I've never had before. Delicious."

Chiyome, who was biting on a hug hug and a bird's lightning grill, looks wide open at those big pale eyes and talks slightly more vigorously.

Next to it Arian made a slightly surprising look as he put the teriyaki in his mouth.

"I didn't smell much in the middle of making it, but I baked it. This smells amazing."

From the looks of the two of us, the soy sauce preparation seems to be well received.

"Oh, that's quite an interesting flavor."

And the other, Grenis, was also pounding his tongue drums on the new flavoring and nodding satisfactorily.

"It is flavored with seasonings that resemble soy sauce. There's still room for improvement, but as a first round, it's not a good idea."

Although it seems somewhat like a western sauce, it leaks a soy sauce breath of relief that it has been accepted.

I would very much expect it to spread as a new condiment for the Elves from now on.

Doing so, Chiyome finishes eating what she had at hand and reaches for it instead.

Chiyome raised her mouth slightly with her gaze toward this side as she cheeked the second plate of teriyaki.

"Lord Ark. I would definitely like to spread this flavor inside, can you tell me how to make it?

To Chiyome's question, I give my consent.

"You don't mind? Make sure you spread the word in the rest of the world."

Returning it so, Chiyome expressed his joy by baffling his cat ear wide standing on the top of his head.

The fact that you feel “delicious” when you are eating delicious foods makes you feel like a kind of exhilaration that is difficult to describe.

I don't remember cooking for people for a long time, but since I came to this world, I've been waving my arms blessed with the opportunity to make some.

Is it a kind of irony that people are closer to each other in this other world with an overwhelmingly small number of people than in modern society, where only the number of people was greater?

A self-derisive laugh leaked after thinking about it.

I would never have gone beyond it if the burden of her heart was even temporarily made from the dish I cooked, reflecting the deliciously cheeky girl in my eyes.

She is one of the few friends I have gained in this strange world. Maybe he just thinks he's a friend unilaterally, but that's a trivial thing.

If I am capable of being extraordinary, I can help her more or less - this is not a matter of pride, it is an indisputable fact.

It is very gratifying to know that there are places where people are slightly out of line and there is no room for them, but a little impotence is advantageous.

I don't intend to underestimate or overestimate my abilities (from my side), but I also think that experience commensurate with my abilities (from my side) is the least important thing for me right now.

So ever since I came back from the southern continent, Grenis has also received more sword handwriting than ever before.

Squeeze your fists to see how the force feels, and stand beside the chiyome to gaze at the far horizon.

From behind me and Chiyome, who are silent, Arian has called out his urging voice to push ahead.

"They both have ships anchored in the harbor already, so let's hurry."

Looking back at her words, she sees Dylan heading into a building built near the port, rushing after you.

Down to the basement in the building, which is a harbour facility, aboard a magically operated lift provided there, a harbour appeared in front of him like an underground dock built in a cave.

A harbour is built in a wide underground space where multiple ships fit together, with the appearance of several sailboats.

Dylan heads straight for one of them.

The ship ahead of us is much smaller than the trading battleship Lieb Berta, which previously boarded the southern continent.

However, since the previous Leaveberta was a giant ship about a hundred meters long, even the sailboat in front of it, half of it, was never smaller than the others.

Two large sail columns (masts) line the hull and several guns on the starboard side like a white metallic, which is reminiscent of the Leaveberta.

The Dark Elves sailors, many proud of their power, were busily moving around on that ship exactly as they were now preparing to leave the port.

There were more than two dozen equipped Elves lined up on the front where such a pre-sailing ship was anchored, and they came and saw Dylan correct his residence.

I'm guessing these are the people who will be sent inside the drant this time.

All of them are Elves, a group of men and women with pointed long ears and a neat face on their green blonde hair. I found a facial acquaintance in such a group.

In his picturesque face of murmuri and disdain, wrinkled at the root of his eyebrows, he is certainly a warrior who was in action with Arian when he moved to help the Elves imprisoned by the Lord of Diento.

The name is definitely Danka, was it?

Did Arian also notice that when he met him, he returned only his salutation, and immediately deviated after his gaze turned towards him and deepened the wrinkles between his eyebrows, turning that gaze toward Dylan the elder.

Well, there have been less trusted verses since that time, so it's a reasonable response.

Leaving room for such a warm reunion interaction, Dylan was standing in front of the gathered group and greeting them.

"Gentlemen, this time under the direction of the Great Presbyterian Church, we head into the drant in the Western Luan Forest. I know you've already heard the story, but this is in response to a request for rescue from the other side. But many of them neglect us. But don't rub it with them too much, I want you to come and tell me directly if you need anything."

So when he cut off his words, he turned his gaze to those who had gathered.

Some listen to him, hammer him and show understanding, while others look so difficult.

The atmosphere that I didn't feel very comfortable about in the drant was somehow felt even by the body of the skeleton without skin.

"Like Lord Ariane, you don't seem to think very well of it."

With such a sight in front of me, I give a voice to Arian, who stands next to me.

Then she sighed with a big shoulder over her shoulder too.

"Well, it sounds like a lot happened. My father said that the elder over there is still a person who understands the story, but he doesn't like the whole inside..."

I wonder what the atmosphere is like going to this rural society in the elf world.

"All aboard, then. We'll all set sail as soon as we board."

In accordance with Dylan's orders, each one of them will board one ship after the other with his or her own luggage.

Plus I followed myself and Arian up to the ship across a bridge plate set on the side of the side.

"Ark, you guys need to come here."

Upon ascending to the deck, Dylan, who was aboard earlier, spoke toward him.

Respond to that and go onboard with it later.

The whole ship isn't more complicated than I thought, but it doesn't seem simple. Pass several separated rooms and compartments and walk onboard about behind Dylan heading to the back.

"Ki-yun!

When a ponta rings from above his head against someone rubbing off on board, the opponent looks slightly at him and turns a rare and chilling gaze at him.

So when he reached the stern, he opened the door behind him and lured himself, Arian and Chiyome inside.

It's not that big inside, but it has a slightly sprinkled conditioner and a bunk bed on either side.

Ponta has turned her satisfied face toward this side for some reason by riding on the bedding and pushing her front legs alternately left and right in order to quickly ascertain the softness of the bed.

Myself and Arian looked around the cabin and Dylan, who was there before, looked back at us.

"I'm sorry, but as you can see, this ship isn't very big. Because of the low number of rooms, use this room with you, Arch, Chiyome, and then Arian."

That said, Dylan smiled uncontrollably, and he said he needed something else and left the cabin in a shitty manner.

Ariane, who dropped off Dylan's back like that, looks back at this one in such an oily, mechanical puppet-like motion.

He groaned about something with a variety of complex expressions.

I can't complain about Dylan in front of the rescue team's ship on a narrow boat. In the first place, Ariane herself named this Sasquatch footprint tracking investigation.

That's how you swallowed it yourself, exhale loudly to see this one.

"From the middle, this is our realm, so Ark is that way!

She usually has clear, light purple skin, but said some precautions to make it red and curly, and held Chiyome to those in their own territory.

When it comes to Chiyome at the time, he still looks up at Arian like that with a strange face.

A group of ninjas, the "Blade Heart (Jinsin) Clan”, is a men's society, where she lines up with strength. There is no fine dust for upset like Arian because she usually interacts with men, or because she is still such a low conscious girl, or because she is in the same room.

Speaking of which, Arian has also lived within a man society, no matter what she thinks, a group of warriors in an elf society, but her reaction makes her feel like a maiden somewhere.

Is it usually the Rin atmosphere that now looks smiling because this is the one called Gap Cute?

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

In that, Ponta didn't care about the boundaries in the middle of the cabin or anything, and he sniffed around the surroundings with his nose and sounded happy.

After a while I felt the ship shake heavily and looked out through the window provided in the cabin, the view outside was moving.

Apparently, we sailed.