Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The Lord of the Voice belonged to Zahar, who had earlier been sent by the king to summon men, and he came into the room again with the permission of the king to give a bowl of grace.

And behind him like that, there were three people who followed him into the room.

Standing at the head of the three, they come into the room with a large knight who has consolidated himself with silver armor all over his body, carrying a beast with an unfamiliar grassy hairline on his helmet, for some reason in dazzling luxurious armor.

The way you rock your tail like a big cotton wool doesn't look like a helmet decoration in the long run.

Walking behind such a silver knight is an endless beauty that doesn't attract attention.

The woman whose pale purple skin has pointy ears, golden eyes and snow-colored hair is a Dark Elf woman that you will never even see in the forest of Luang.

But what the woman wore was not an elegant dress or anything else, but a warrior or mercenary named Leather Armor used in a unique tattooed coat.

And at the end of the day, there was no sound, and it was a little girl who wasn't even old.

The whole body is dressed in black outfits, standing gear that you don't see much, and the head is swayed black and long tails from the beast ears and hips, characterised by a triangle that is a testament to the beast man.

The pale and clear eyes of the beast tribe girl are quietly poured into the frontier uncle who takes his seat in the center of the room, but the pressure exerted by his gaze was not easily removed by the frontier uncle.

The three men, wrapped in a mere atmosphere, reach the newly prepared tripod chair prepared by Zahar and turn their gaze to the King of the Kingdom of Northern and the border uncle of the Kingdom of Salma, who will face each other at the venue of the talks.

"Let me introduce you briefly to Lord Wendri first. Here comes Lord Ark, Lord Arian, and Lord Chiyome in turn. These three have spoken earlier, these are the ones who saved our country this time."

Borderline uncle once again gazes at the three as he shakes hands with each other, naming each other by name.

It is true that he is not the only one who can see from the inside and from the outside, especially the man in the cavalry, who, despite sitting here, does not take off his helmet, responding with a single beast on top of it.

He had a serious look at Asparfu, the king of this country.

"I apologize to Lord Ark and others for their hard work. As a matter of fact, the impending crisis in this country and neighbouring Blanier territory was discovered earlier in the testimony of Uncle Blanier. Apparently twice as many of those immortal (undead) armies are attacking the king's capital of the neighboring kingdom of Salma. As it were, he swallowed the Blanier realm under the rule of Uncle Borderline, threatening to spill back into this king's capital, Souria. I know it's a good story about bugs, but how can you not give us strength?

I was greatly surprised that the king of one nation bowed his head to the three other races in front of the border uncle and prayed, and I could see that the king would be in danger that the country would perish if he could not earnestly help them.

Moreover, there is no such thing as moving into the story of an uninterrupted force of enemies, twice as many as the King revealed earlier, which entails a taunting atmosphere somewhere.

One of them, a slightly grumpy looking dark elf woman - Arian - was speaking to an arc of armored knights sitting beside him in a small sigh.

"At Lil's request, this case was a success, but isn't it unpleasant for us to be involved in the survival of the nation's nation any more arbitrarily?

"Hmm. But if the few nations in the nation that have shown friendship with other races, even in form, in this case are destroyed, the conditions we offer will be returned to the blisters?

As the two are exchanging opinions with each other, King Asparf watches the end of the two stories breathlessly as if waiting for the judgment of the judgment.

Even though it is unclear how these three men left the army consisting of 100,000, Borderline uncle perceived in the atmosphere on the spot that the survival of the state depends on their choices.

That's why Uncle Borderline needed to present a story to interest them. Information that they need to take into account to lend a hand to the people.

"Can I have a moment? In fact, a handful of monsters that appeared to be the advance party of the army of the immortal (the undead) were witnessed heading to the forest of Luang, where the Elves, their compatriots, lived. Perhaps they intend to influx not only into Blanier territory, but also into the elves that live in the forest of Luang and beyond Count Dimo."

It's mere speculation, but beyond what has been presented, the possibility of that story should be a material to be considered.

With that in mind, Uncle Borderline turned his gaze to the three parties to explore the feel of the information he had spoken.

"Was that the damage done to the warriors of the Luan Forest? In view of what Cardinal Palermo has said, there is a good chance that he will direct his way into the woods to slap the Elves at all."

Ark, the armored knight, leaked that sentiment, and Arian, the elf warrior next door, also frowned.

The content of the story that Ark leaked was also salvation for Borderline Bells.

The size of the advance party that attacked Luang's forest is unknown, but the damage done to their warrior regiment probably does not possess the power of the trio in front of them that they left 100,000.

If they had the same power, they would have had the same amount of armor as the advance party.

In the first place, the warriors of the Elves living in the forests of Luang have never even entered the ears of the ancient Blanier Borderline uncle, who is bordering the territory, such as having so much power. That was also why the story of the three Elves and the Beasts alone who had left as many as 100,000 enemies was the first cause that they could not believe.

Although the relationship between the Elves in the Canadian Great Forest and the Elves in the Luang Forest is unclear, Borderline Uncle is convinced that the current story is never leaning towards the worse.

"When you do, will you be releasing your power from the center in the name of rescuing Luang Forest?

As Arian said so and put his arms together and put his ideas on his face, Ark, who was sitting beside him, tilted his neck and smashed his ears in her.

(Even though it seems less harmful to the Elves to come out before me?

(You idiot, that makes you feel like our inner leader, so the center will give you the strength to fight with dignity. If you become one with arc power, it is possible that the guardian Dragon King (Dragon Road) will come out.)

Nothing more than a statement dressed as a secret conversation, such as a quiet indoor whispering ear.

And the presence of the Dragon King (Dragon Road) in her story is also said to be the culmination of all life,

The power is a transcendent who has strayed from the usual trajectory of being able to even change the terrain.

The fact that such a person could move at the request of the Elves was enough to cause Uncle Borderline to faint at the narrowness of his views.

Ariane told me the conclusion to the borderline brethren drifting in such a vortex of thought.

"I don't think the Canadian Central will be worried about the destruction of a nation in this case.

However, the people themselves will not perish as a result, and then it will be better for each other's future to have a nation or territory that takes account of the Elves and the Beasts. If you can show them, you might be able to hang them on the ingredients to the elders in the center. "

As soon as the king and the frontier uncle looked at her words, the frontier uncle asked her more about the terms.

"What is that ingredient?

"Not so different from the conditions swallowed this time by the Kingdom of Northern, the liberation of all slaves of the Elves and Beasts and the prohibition of any future unjustified enslavement"

"Accepted. I promise to honor that condition in my name."

In Ariane's reply, Uncle Borderline drank the terms and showed them without hesitation.

Originally, in relation to his contact with the territory of the Elf tribe, the forest of Luang, so as not to create a useless glimpse, in his territory the Borderline uncle himself was blinded to interference with the Elf tribe.

And speaking of the Beastmen, it was forbidden to use the slaves of the Beastmen even behind them, like the Northern Kingdom, because of the relationship between the doctrine of the Hilk kingdom and the central aristocracy of the Kingdom of Salma, and there was no active interference with other people living in the woods and mountains.

In other words, the earlier conditions were unlikely to be burdensome for Uncle Blanier.

But there Arian has hinted at the possibility of another outrageous condition.

"... and then if the Great Presbyterian Church utters the overthrow of the Hilk nation, if both show their endorsement, what?

"Become!"

"It's"

One of the final stages of the conditions she offered is the attention of the King and Borderline Uncle.

"Mostly this time the mastermind was the pope of the Hilk kingdom, wasn't he? I don't think there's any reason to hesitate to get rid of that, but is there a problem?

It was surprisingly the arc of the armored knight who broke in between the two distracted and wolfish men and Arian, who looked back at the strange state of the matter, and offered a help boat to the two men in power.

"Lord Arian, Hilkism itself seems to be widely believed in the people of man. Doesn't an attack without darkness have the potential to carve a deep gulf between people and elves? If powerful men like Lord Asparf and Lord Wendri take the form of oppression of the people's faith, they could create sparks everywhere."

Both nodded and returned again and again to affirm it as Ark turned his gaze to the two of them.

A beast tribe girl who had never opened her mouth at all there showed her a compromise.

"Then why not make known the pretext of stopping the current Pope's rampage, eliminating the Pope and the Cardinals, and later altering some of the doctrine on inter-race as they distorted themselves more for their own convenience? Either way, you can't just leave the Hilk country like this."

To her words the king and the border uncle could only roar.

She is right, it is difficult to maintain the border as it has always been in a situation where the Hilk nation that has maintained its borders suddenly invades, led by an army of immortals (undead), roughly diagonally up the assumption.

If we were to seek a fundamental solution, we would have needed to remove the present Pope from Hilkism.

"If we can weaken the troublesome power of Hilkism for us, the Great Elders will be more likely to lift their heavy hips. We can't make a deal without something good for us, either."

Arian promises to hang on to each other with this condition for now.

"Well, is it best to go back to the forest of Luann and talk to Lord Dylan first?

"Well, my grandfather... your grandfather is one of the elders, so screw it and the Great Presbyterian Church will have it on its agenda."

Ark, an armored knight, and Arian, an elf warrior, were unwittingly breaking into their stories as they rubbed their future plans together, and Uncle Borderline, who was listening to the story, was anxious.

"I'm sorry, but it will take four days to get to the forest of Luang from this king's capital. Besides, isn't it true that Lord Arian said earlier that he would bring this story back to Canada? Canada is further west of the Kingdom of Rhoden, and by the time we get there and come back, our territory will be a battlefield."

Uncle Borderline's worries are the best, and even if he normally returns from here to the Great Forest of Canada and prepares for battle, he may no longer have a kingdom of Northern, rather than Branier territory, by then.

But Ark, the armored knight, only nodded to Eagle Deep, returning only "not to worry".

He was a frontier uncle who boiled his business down to such an attitude, but King Asparf took control of it and opened his mouth.

"Lord Ark can still use the Spirit Trail, right?

To the King's abrupt questions and contents, Borderline Uncle sees both as a surprise expression.

A "spiritual trail” is a legend passed down among people and is considered to be a secret technique that can be used by the Elves, a substitute that allows them to travel great distances in one blink of time.

But it has only been considered a mere legend, and so did Uncle Borderline.

On that basis, if such a secret technique could be used, it would be because many elves who have been caught by humans as lovers of slavery and so on have escaped the hand.

But Ark, the armored knight, the key questioned person, tilted his neck and turned his gaze to Arian next door.

Whether the name itself was determined to be a thing that the people called of their own accord, the King asks more specifically about the occasion when Ark supposedly used the "Spirit Trail”.

"That power Lord Arc used when he sheltered me when Cardinal Pallmo turned into a monster and attacked me. You moved in a flash before me. Isn't that the" Spirit Trail ”?

Realizing what it was referring to and talking about in that king's pursuit, Ark finally struck his hand in the wind that a point of convergence had been made.

"Oh, you mean metastatic magic."

To Ark's reaction, the king manages to mislead the shock by honking his throat unknowingly.

"So, with that transfer (...) magic, you can travel anywhere you want, in an instant?

Borderline uncle finally turned the question to Arc so he could squeeze it out while managing to suppress his motives for getting intense.

"It's not that convenient a substitute, but there's nothing wrong with going to the Luan Forest. Lord Arian, how many days does it take to raise this matter to the Great Presbyterian Church and return here with that answer?

Without showing any emotion for the surprise of the king and the borderline uncle, Ark was asking her how many days it would take to get on the itinerary ahead, looking at Arian next door.

"All this, I don't think I'm going to make it through. I think it'll take at least three days."

In response to Ark's question, Arian answers it with a small shoulder clasp and a shake of his head.

"Then there is not much time left for respite, so here we are..."

With that said, Ark took his seat, and when he made a meeting with the king chasing him with a gaze that looked up, he left the room with Arian and Chiyome as he was.

Dropping off their backs like that, there comes a silence in the room named Silence.

"Why are the Non people here now?

That was not an inquiry from Uncle Borderline about whom, but a whine to ask himself.

But King Asparf, who was on the spot, and Zahar, the escort knight, had similar feelings, and they just nodded to indicate their agreement without uttering a word.