Skeleton Knight, in Another World

While the color of the sky was already dyeing a lot of cedar, I finally finished transferring my last loaded carriage of supplies from the Kingdom of Rhoden with my thoughts and entrusted it to the soldiers who were waiting on the Northern Kingdom side, turning my shoulders wide just to say that I had finished my job.

"Uh-huh. It's better to repeat the same task over and over than to use metastatic magic in a row."

Voyaging such a solitaire, he totally hits it with the daytime view and turns his gaze on the unusual landscape.

The courtyard in the royal castle, which was still a static landscape during the day, was now overflowing with many soldiers and supplies sent by the Kingdom of Rhoden, with tent-like objects of the camp set up everywhere.

Efficiency is now a priority for emergencies, although it is inherently a major problem to have soldiers from other countries stationed in the castle where royalty enters and exits.

In the first place, now that the Kingdom of Rhoden has been ordained doomed for sure without this reinforcement, it is true that things are not much different where soldiers from other countries have flipped the flag here.

And the soldiers of the Kingdom of Rhoden are not the only ones in the castle.

Elf warriors were also preparing for the camp on a different royal site from here, while the castle presented a picture of the field position.

The morale of the soldiers seems to be quite high, and I can feel the enthusiasm to call it even the exaltation before the battlefield.

Proceeding through them like that, everyone rubs off with a bowl of grace or a meeting towards themselves.

Though I thought it was something that made me a celebrity for a long time, there was nothing particularly regrettable about it.

The ideal of the fantasy world that I imagine, the world where the Dwarves live together in people, beasts, and elves - I wanted to see such a sight, and if I had the ability (from my own) to use it, I didn't have the option to use it.

-That's all.

When I first came to this world, my goal was to spend time discreetly due to my physical differences, but that was also the result of not being able to pass by when I saw someone hurt and fell in front of me.

It must be quite rare for a person to live like a hiding place in a secluded place, independent of others, to be able to carry out such a thing.

In living in the world, it is inevitably difficult to separate oneself from the world.

When I thought about it again, I looked back at the voice of the girl I was used to hearing from behind.

Good day, Lord Ark.

The first thing I turned around was a chiyome that was already here before noon.

She came near with a magnificent exposure to the tail and ears of a trait that was a beast tribe in the midst of many human soldiers going, swinging its long, black tail to the left and right.

"Lord Chiyome? Were you able to join Lord Goemon?

To that question of her own, she shakes her head small to the side.

To her reaction, she looks up at the sky, where the sun is tilting and dusk is approaching.

It's been a long time since I've been here, but I wonder if there's been anything about not showing up yet.

Worried about the safety of the Goemons, who still haven't been able to reach them with their hands on their jaws, Chiyome, with her cat ears pinned over her head, turns her pale, clear eyes straight.

"If I don't hear from you by tomorrow, I'll be searching for Delfrent. Lord Ark..."

When she put it that far into words, suddenly the surrounding conditions changed in a hurry, and Chiyome quickly ran his eyes at the surrounding conditions, perceiving the signs as well.

"What, what are you!?

Everyone who was surrounded by a voice raised by someone's voice turned to the sky simultaneously - so that they could be invited to look up at themselves and look at the sky stained with the spots that had descended in the evening.

Far east than Soulia, the king's capital, where there are two black shadows.

I can see those two shadows coming straight to this king's capital.

The approaching speed seems to be considerable, and its appearance gradually grew larger, revealing to everyone the identity of a giant shadow according to which it was clearly visible, and the royal castle became noisy.

The identity is two giant dragons.

Both of them are huge, but one dragon that flies slowly through the sky in a leading fashion is twice the size of the other.

The leading giant dragon covered his head with two horns and his whole body in black scales, two large wings with ripple-like blue-purple tattoos, and the tip of the long tail also seemed to reflect the sunset light and emit light.

Even though it is the first time I saw the dragon, I feel like I saw it somewhere and I unwittingly twist my neck.

And the other smaller dragon definitely looked familiar.

Overall, the dragon, which produced four large wings on its back and two left and two right corners on its head on a blue-blue scale, has confronted each other many times before and has exchanged swords.

Dragon King (Dragon Road) Williars Fim.

Dragon King (Dragon Road), who is rooting for a giant dragon crown tree (Road Crown) in the forest beyond the Wind Dragon Mountains, is more than twice the giant dragon - perhaps this is also Dragon King (Dragon Road), and has been taken straight to lower altitude towards this side.

"Is that giant Lord Felfivislotte?

I had never seen her dragon form yet, but I felt that the atmosphere when I met her face to face in a human form could be seen by that giant Dragon King (Dragon Road), and such speculation came out with my mouth poked.

Perhaps Felfivislotte pulled Williarsfim as a force of war.

Williarsfim, the Dragon King (Dragon Road), knows herself and herself well obsessed with the same Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte.

Maybe he took advantage of it.

"You're about to join a comforting ally."

Chiyome also looks up into the eastern sky and waves his tail, stating his feelings similar to his own.

I nodded in agreement with her like that myself, and had such a long feeling that this would not make it easier to control the face of the immortal (undead) pushing in the great army, but the soldiers around me were perfectly present in the figure of two dragon kings (Dragon Road) appearing over the king's capital.

Various with those who take weapons and set themselves up, those who try to escape from the spot with their luggage, and those who call on their surroundings to wait for instructions and act calmly.

Unlike the Elves, people probably don't get to see the Dragon King (Dragon Road).

When the surroundings finally started to make noise and figure out how to stifle it, the trumpet tone sounded in the correct rhythm several times from the direction of the castle, and it began to repeat itself over and over again in the same rhythm.

Then all the soldiers who heard the rhythm of that trumpet would have a bewildered look, and when they looked at each other, they would lay down their weapons, which they were holding in their hands and while showing a bare gesture of straying.

Gradually it spread and the confusion began to converge.

Apparently, that trumpet is a trumpet trumpet to give simple instructions to the soldiers.

Eventually the two dragon kings (Dragon Road), who slowed down their altitude, blew fierce wind pressure down to the ground around them, but slowly descended to a painting with the Royal Castle grounds.

The Dragon King (Dragon Road) descended, and one of the paintings is where the Elves are stationed.

Arian and the Great Elders of Fangus should be picking him up, so I also called out to Chiyome, who stood next to me to head over there.

"Do we have to go?"

But Chiyome, with his gaze on him, had his face in an unawares direction, and his cat ear at the top of his head was pinned.

"Lord Ark, I'll pick you up, so please go ahead."

That's what I say. No, Chiyome rushed out to sew between the still noisy soldiers and quickly erased that back into the crowd.

Apparently, from her reaction, maybe she heard from the Goemons or something.

I prefer my ears and eyes, but it still doesn't extend to the astute sensory organs of the Beast Clan.

Though I watched for a while the figure of Chiyome disappear, I sensed that there was no sign of her coming back soon and I also finally left the scene and turned to the painting where the Elves were stationed.

The place where the Elf warriors will be stationed is somewhat narrower than the place where reinforcements from the Kingdom of Rhoden will be stationed.

This is not because anything on the part of the Northern Kingdom belittles the Elves, but simply because of the amount of supplies brought in by reinforcements on the part of the Kingdom of Rhoden.

And the center of the land where they camped was heavily vacated, assuming that the Dragon King (Dragon Road) would descend, but now two giant Dragon Kings (Dragon Road) were sitting there, and the situation seemed rather cramped.

The Dragon King (Dragon Road), probably a Felfivislotte, is nearly eighty meters long and its size approaches with overwhelming force as it thus stops nearby.

But as this one approached, the giants of the two Dragon Kings (Dragon Road) sitting in the center slowly and visibly began to shrink, eventually turning it into something completely different within less than five minutes.

It was the two shadows who stood at the center of the Elf warriors.

On the one hand, the Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte, who he knew, crossed his sword in the arena of Maple. He slackened his long snake-bellied tail, which was about his height, and protruded his tipped crystal sword to the ground.

As he scratched up his blue-purple hair and slowly circled his eyes of the same color around him, he captured the look of this one.

And standing beside her like that is when she is a Dragon King (Dragon Road) Williarsphim human form with a height of nearly four meters.

However, as can be seen from his height, it was obvious that his body was far from a person simply because it was in the shape of a person.

In the first place, the head remains the head of the dragon, not that of a person, and the skin is also blue and gray scales cover the entire body.

Contrary to the time of the dragon form, when it became human, the size of Williarsfim was also twice the height of Felfivislotte, and when it stood in line in this way, there was a very considerable difference in one form of human form.

"Ark, I'm sorry I'm late. Wow. Patience."

When we finally arrived through the elf warriors at the Felfivislotte, who said so and smiled with his gaze toward this direction, he appeared from another direction with Arian and five figures behind him.

Behind her were the Great Elders of Fangus and Dylan, representatives of the Elves' reinforcements, and Prince Sect, who commanded the reinforcements of the Kingdom of Rhoden, the King of this Northern Kingdom, Asparf, and his daughter, Princess Lil, and five others.

When Arian, who was about to hold Ponta, admitted that he was this way, he turned his gaze towards the two Dragon Kings (Dragon Road) immediately after the small meeting.

"Good day, Master Felfivislotte. And Master Williamsphim."

When Arian hung the words to the two of them to labor the long haul, Felfivislotte responded by smiling and waving her hands back small.

"You sure did Ibin's sister Han, did you do Arian? More power. Yeah, think about it. I brought this kid with me.

To the Felfivislotte who makes that statement, the dragon-faced Williarsfim tries to shrink the giant slightly to give it a glimpse on the spot in a crisp motion.

Since the top species, the Dragon King (Dragon Road), is going out of his way to fight in the battle of the people, it would not be a problem for him to have a more dignified attitude, but the status quo of the dressed Williamsphim offered by his intended opponent seems to be somewhat different.

Back to back with its majestic giant, it feels like a recruit fulfilling its first line.

"It would be comforting if Lord Williarsphim were to join us in the war. Is the delay still due to bypassing him to call and crossing the Wind Dragon Mountains? Considering the distance from the maple, I think it's fast enough..."

I sidelined Williarsfim, who looked unusual, and raised his presence as the first delayed reason Felfivislotte spoke of.

I don't know from Maple to across the Canadian Great Forest, across the Wind Dragon Mountains, from the company (do it) trail to this Northern kingdom over the mountains again, to the actual distance, but I'm pretty sure there's a good distance even if I fly through the sky.

You can travel for half a day in time, so if you look at your metastatic magic, you can't doubt that it's the fastest move in this world.

The royals on the human side are now listening to her with a surprise face.

"If that's what we did, we can go to another country if we're in the wrong country. On second thought, we didn't even know where the nation was. Wow."

That's what she says and laughs openly.

Apparently, we arrived at this time on the wrong path, although we hung out in a whim, but if we did so, it would be even faster if we flew straight out without hesitation.

And the country she stopped by would definitely be the Kingdom of Rhoden.

The case the King of the Kingdom of Rhoden was dealing with when he visited during the daytime - did he really get lost?

In response to her words, Elder Fangus, who is usually in a lavish tone, greets the giant Williarsphim, who does him and surpasses him.

"Far from here, thank you very much, Master Felfivislotte. And Dear Williarsfim, I have heard more from you than my granddaughter Arian. Thank you very much for your help this time with Master Felfivislotte."

That's what I say. The Great Elder Fangus looks up and breaks his face.

"Ugh, um. What, if it's a request from Lord Felfivislotte, if there's anything I can do this time, I'll be happy to help. hahahaha"

It is often a dignified attitude, Williamsphim, but it seems that the presence of his cohort, Felfivislotte, who is a longing in front of him, does not determine his attitude or standing.

I can also see that he is not very familiar with the answers left over from the slight stiffness and the tearing of the mouth of the prestigious dragon face and leaking a dry laugh as he peeks into his fangs.

I shift my gaze from him like that and peek from the back of my helmet at the look on the face of the Great Fangus Elder, who stands in a position relative to it with Felfivislotte, who exchanges conversations.

But I couldn't read more thoughts than words from their expressions.

Behind Arian, Prince Sect also looks somewhat complicated and listens to this conversation.

The show of the faces of the two dragon kings (Dragon Road) ended unsuccessfully, and a short visit to the spot suggested King Asparf move them all into the castle as if they had been waiting for it.

"I would like to thank you on behalf of this country for all the help you have given to the plight of our country. We've set up a place in the castle to discuss this, including future plans, so go ahead."

"Really, I'm tired of flying long distances for the first time in a long time. Sit down somewhere and take a break."

Felfivislotte stretched greatly into that word of King Asparf and looked back at the giant shadow behind him, inadvertently remembering something, as he tried to walk out with the utmost approval.

"Willi is cramped by the boulder, so leave a message here."

Looking up at Williarsfim's face, Felfivislotte said so, leaning over to this side of the stream before pointing his foot straight in the direction of the royal castle.

And Williams Fim, who was told to leave an immediate message by her, was dressed in a blatantly depressed manner with that long neck dripping.

The castle is so big that if it is him now, he will never be able to get in, but it will be difficult to treat him with the kind of condiments that are made to suit the appearance of the people. I have to say that the voicemail is reasonable.

King Asparf led the way as a guide to the castle, followed by the Great Elders of Fangus and Princes of Sect, but when Arian, with Ponta in his chest, came out of that row and made a small run toward this side, he looked around and then tilted his neck.

"Ark, where's Chiyome? I think he went that way to pick you up?

I perceived what she was looking for in such an inquiry and told her about the earlier split Chiyome.

"Oh, Lord Chiyome disappeared after he came to me and told me he was picking someone up right away. Perhaps you sensed her people coming nearby. It could be Lord Goemon."

Talking about that, Ponta, who had suddenly grown up on Arian's chest, rang and ran up over his own head, again to indicate something.

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

"What's the matter, Ponta? Did you find anything?"

As he inquired, surprised by how Ponta was doing, a familiar figure entered the edge of his sight.

A giant body more than two meters and thirty centimeters tall that stands out in response, even in the rugged crowd of the camp position - a forged, musculoskeletal body dressed in a black sneak outfit all over its body.

At the top of his head like that, he grows cat ears, a testament to Chiyome and his fellow countrymen, and the distinctive hair tones of silver and black Sabatra-color go hand in hand, and the shock when he sees them is considerable.

This is Goemon, one of the six ninjas of the Jinxin clan.

And next to that goemon is also the figure of Chiyome.

"Lord Chiyome, and Lord Goemon, too. Seems to have arrived safely and above all."

"Mmm..."

When I say so and speak up, Goemon, I meet him in small numbers and give him back.

Still seems to have a small mouth count.

With that look on his butt, Chiyome first informed him of the neighboring country he had spoken to.

"Goemon told me about the Delfrent kingdom. Things are going pretty seriously, apparently after King Delfrent's capital has already fallen."

Goemon nodded heavily to affirm the report as well to her report like that.

This ensures the fall of the two kingdoms that sandwich the Kingdom of Northern, the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Delfrent and the Kingdom of Salma, and this country will finally take the form of being sandwiched.

"You don't seem to have much time left, do you want to take Lord Goemon under the kings?"

Everyone who was on the spot nodded back at the words of his proposal.