Skeleton Knight, in Another World

The far-sighted harbour streets - the small high hills of which also hold splendid castle fortifications - and judging from the features that I had heard beforehand from the Uncle of the Border of Blanier, perhaps that is Larissa, the king capital of the Kingdom of Salma.

Felfivislotte also sees the city and then slowly slows down the speed of flight, approaching it as it glides from high altitude.

The city, which gradually became clearly visible from the sky, displayed a distinctly different appearance from that of ordinary times.

There are several ships floating in the sea-facing harbour like harbour streets, but you can see that all of them are either destroyed or burned to the ground to raise black smoke.

Only a few ships drifted offshore away from the harbour, but the sails and columns seemed quite painful, and some of them even drifted across the sea with a few broken struts.

The city was also devastated considerably, and black smoke, which would be a fire from all over, rose into the sky, peering at the destroyed houses and how the city walls had collapsed greatly everywhere.

Apparently, the city has already fallen after a massive invasion of the immortal (undead), a situation that was already anticipated by Uncle Blanier Borderline from the contents of the messenger's request from the king capital Larissa.

There is still no way to ascertain if there are any survivors in the city from this distance and height.

Observing the city crumble like that, Felfivislotte slightly tilted its neck.

Oh, sure, there are a lot of bad signs of the undead left in the city. There's one big sign, and then there's a few details. How many of them are there?

"Oh my..."

Being able to grasp the ground from this distance to that point is out of standard on boulders.

Even though my current body has good eyes, it falls within the bounds of common sense, and there is no satellite-like ability (from my side) to observe what is happening on the ground from a thousand or two thousand meters above by mistake.

But now it's not her sense of jumping through or anything, it's the number of immortals (undead) that remain in the city she mentioned.

The story of the Blanier border uncle said that the number of immortals (undead) who attacked the king's capital Larissa would rise to 200,000, but if that number were not in the city under their eyes, it is likely that they would have already started moving.

The remaining Immortals (undead) in the city today are probably like the Occupy Watch.

Considering the number of days since Lalitha, the king's capital, was raided, when an envoy appeared under Uncle Blanier's border for a rescue request, from which Uncle Border visited the Northern Kingdom, a good number of days have passed since the raid.

The great army of the undead (undead) may have already marched to and reached the territory of Blanier, but it is hard to believe that Goemon and the others, from what they witnessed in the capital of the king of the kingdom of Delfrent, began moving immediately after attacking this king capital, Larissa.

Spider-Man runs the field at a speed comparable to a horse, but we already know that the other immortal (undead) soldiers, who make up the majority, are no different from the human infantry.

Then there should still be a little temporal respite.

"Lord Felfivislotte, once we have the transposition coordinates on this land, will you get down to the ground and drop us off in the right place?

For the sake of rapid action in the future, it is decided that it would be useful to set it as a new destination by copying it in the transfer drawing that came with the landscape that should be the coordinates of the transfer magic near this king's capital, Larissa.

Here, get down to the right place.

Felfivislotte, who drew his will, says so and changes the angle of the wings.

"Nooooooooooo!?" "Ki-yun!

Along the way, altitude began to fall all at once, until earlier, when the wind from the front was about to rise from the bottom and my body was on my back.

As I hurriedly re-cling to her back to resist that intense floating sensation, louder sounds and shocks soon come through to her giant ladder.

Looking at the two spiders roaming the earth, Felfivislotte had landed on it literally to crush it, and the surrounding immortals (undead) who had gathered to hear the noise had been swept away with a crystal sword attached to the tip of its long armoured tail.

Exactly what she deserved to call a flash, but it was wielded near the earth, like the sickle of a reaper, and all the immortals (undead) in the range where her tail reached had been cut off and turned into ashes.

"Ha, that really stinks like my nose's gonna bend. Wow."

Felfivislotte, who showed such overwhelming power, was alone in blurring at the deathly smell of those immortals (undead) still present on the earth.

She stepped down somewhat in front of Larissa, the king's capital - probably a field before it was raided.

At his feet, a trampled wheat hoe exposes itself unharmed, and he cannot now expect its fruit as food.

Not all the fields seem to have been trampled and vandalized, but how many of the people of the King's Capital who feed on these survive - look to the city as quiet as ruins overflowing with the dead and the immortal.

I don't have much time to be too long, so I take down the bath wrap I was carrying and remove the writing and transfer drawings from inside to see the surrounding landscape quickly and just in time.

However, several immortal (undead) soldiers and weapon-bearing spiders roaming outside the city walls caught sight of this person trying to start work.

Considering that it would take too long to wipe out the undead (undead) roaming outside the city walls, we see Felfivislotte, who looked annoyingly at the undead (undead) coming towards us.

"Lord Felfivislotte. I'm sorry, but while I'm working here, would you mind if I asked you to clean up some of the immortals (undead) that are gathering around?

When asked so, she woke up the upper body of the giant and answered with a good face, trying to strain her chest.

"Structure, I'll play with you a little bit, so you can call me when you're done."

When she said that, once she winged her wings and kicked the ground, she stepped forward in a motion that drove the universe slightly like it floated off the ground, and met the undisputed sickles of the undead who had gathered.

The scratching sound of the whip bursts and uproots and prunes the surroundings.

In an instant, the figure of the immortal (undead) scratches away, and before her countless wheat hoes winding up in the sky fall like paper blizzards.

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

Seeing her huge back, she hurriedly opened the transfer drawing she had in her hand, returning to me in Ponta's hasty voice.

If we don't do the work now, she will uproot and mow the surrounding immortals (undead), which could now further the city.

The city walls and surrounding scenery of Larissa, the king's capital, that can be seen in front of you, will be defined and drawn into the transfer drawing at hand. I don't have much time to draw in, so it's more or less shaped and rough drawing, and the details are behind me.

"In the meantime, I just need to be able to evoke the view in my memory when transferring, so this is it"

Mumble to solitude, head up and down to compare the transfer drawings to the actual scenery.

It became a somewhat coarse sketch, but would capture more or less the characteristics of the landscape.

When I finished the work and unpacked, I called her name as I waved heavily toward Felfivislotte, who puffily crushed the immortal (undead) a little further.

"Lord Felfivislotte!!

I guess my ears are still good, as soon as this one called, she turned around and ripped off the undead (undead) soldiers left in the vicinity, then flew back to jump gently.

Surprisingly, it's over soon.

When Felfivislotte said so and exhaled, he turned his face again to the king's capital.

Her reptile-like elongated pupils narrow and pour that sharp gaze into the city.

"What is wrong with you?

"Kiyun?

I was surprised how she looked like that. When myself and Ponta spoke, Felfivislotte shook her head small and glanced back this way.

"There was one big sign left in the city earlier, and suddenly the sign disappeared..."

I look at her words into the streets where she sits quietly destroyed so that she can be caught, too.

I can't highly imitate things like reading signs to myself like Ariane or Chiyome, so I don't know if there are any big signs that Felfivislotte said he felt.

But since she's about to be a big sign, she won't be like the Spider-Man or Immortal (undead) soldier she used to cuff until earlier.

Is it the Pope or is it around the Cardinal?

The sudden disappearance could have been caused by the magical movement of the same metastatic system as myself.

If that's the case, it won't be possible to follow its whereabouts, and now it's time to deal with the pressing issues first.

"Lord Felfivislotte, presumably the main unit of the immortal (undead) army, has already begun to move towards the Border Uncle Blanier territory. I'd like to locate the status quo, but can I borrow your wing for a while now?

The plan was for Ariane and the others to return to Soulia as soon as the transfer coordinates of the location were established to deploy the troops, but if the undead (undead) army is headed for Blanier territory, we must know its current location and so on.

In terms of the number of days it takes to reach Branier territory, it will be necessary to review this operation from the ground up.

Though it was a plea to her, it was admittedly quite light.

Ark, we're going to help you this time, right? If you say it's tough, get on your back. When I grabbed you, I thought you were going to fly a little ridiculous and violent. "

"Never mind, then don't hesitate to uuuuuuuuu!?

Once again she carried her luggage and went up to the back of Felfivislotte, who held Ponta and lay down, signaling it, she flapped to the sky with another abrupt acceleration.

"Kyuuuuuuuu!!

Only the ponta on his chest is playing fun as he manages to tread on it.

Eventually the fierce wind pressure from the top faded and he looked back at this one sticking over his back, making sure that Felfivislotte swirled on the spot when he was in position.

I'm sure. You headed east from here to Blanier territory?

"It is. I want to know where they are."

When she answered the question in the first place, she nodded back and immediately turned east on the path.

"Hey, come on!

Felfivislotte spread her wings wide with the words, and when she wondered if the blue-purple ripple-like pattern of her wings had emitted slightly, she suddenly increased its speed and began to fly east.

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

The fierce opposite wind hits us clinging to our backs, but Ponta looks like a lot of fun.

There is an incredible stream of wind around such a ponta, and it seems to be magically reducing wind pressure and so on, showing off quite clever craftsmanship. From what I've heard, cottonwool foxes travel in the wind in a group, so I guess it's more like an ability equipped than the original.

It is an enviable ability (from my side) for me to be flown across the sky by strong winds.

But withstanding such strong winds did not last that long either.

Because Felfivislotte has slowed it down and encouraged this side to look down.

Ark, take a look. No.

"What is this..."

She urged me to look down on the ground, and I breathed into that too much sight.

Black spots scattered all over the plains of the earth - they were a group of a handful of undead (undead) people gathered for each spot, and they dotted innumerably on the plains, traveling uniformly east.

We found ourselves aiming for the eastern Blanier territory, which is not a movement like that of an army of dominated men, as we witnessed in the territory of the Holy Leblanc Empire, but which is slowly but surely the next goal, and the Luan Forest, where the Elves live.

"The fact that the distance from King's capital Larissa is not far away will take them a little longer to reach the realm, but it's never an optimistic situation..."

"Ki-yun!

Ponta is also looking into the ground with interest at herself squealing at how things are on the ground like that.

"Once we got together in one place, we could have magically blown it off. It would be hard to get back together after all this mess."

Felfivislotte, who was similarly overlooking the ground, spoke without concealing the unpleasant sound and looked back at this side with an eyebrow-robbing fit.

"Ark, no, no, no, no."

"That's right..."

She's right, if hundreds of thousands of immortal (undead) armies are marching in a consolidated fashion, then the magic of wide-area annihilation can be used to some extent, but even wide-area magic would be a good place to defeat hundreds at a time if it were moved in such a way that it dots the plains.

You can do it with yourself and Felfivislotte, but you're overwhelmingly short of hands and time for that.

Since we cannot hope to deploy troops in the Wang capital Larissa already, it is likely that the next candidate will be either the boundary of the Borderline Uncle or Brannier, its capital.

However, if pushed into the realm of Branier, the great army of the Immortal (undead) will be divided into two parts, with one likely pointing its spearhead at the forest of Luang, which houses a drant in the south.

Even a small number of this side of the force will not be destroyed, so if we were to slap the Undead before that happens, where they would stop once and for all.

Reminds me so much of this map of the neighborhood in my memory.

"All over the realm, the Wheel River. Are you ready to welcome those people there?

As if he had read his thoughts, Felfivislotte, the Dragon King (Dragon Road) at his feet, uttered the answer so that he would carry on the end of his thoughts on that side.

"Well, if that's the case, it's better to set new transposition coordinates near the fort that it's in the realm."

According to Blanier Border Uncle, on the eastern shore of the borderline, on the eastern bank of the River Weir, a number of borderline fortifications had been built, which were remnants of what was once Northern Kingdom territory, and he said he was renovating them to make them still available today.

While the purpose of their use is to secure the streets, the intent to use them in earnest seems to be to guard against harassment from the central noblemen and neighbours of the Kingdom of Salma.

Before these fortifications were utilized by the hands of the Border Uncle, it was a story of repeated robberies and so on when a group of well-led bandits attacked villages in Branier territory.

Arian didn't hide the colors of the boulders in this story either, but King Asparf of the Northern kingdom probably often shows the colors of understanding.

Uncle Blanier was wary of enemy incursions from both the country and neighboring countries at the time.

Whatever that is, we will be first on our way to the fort on the border of the river Weir.

"Lord Felfivislotte, can you keep overtaking them and drop them off near the Wheel?

We will set up new transfer coordinates there and return from there to Soulia, the king's capital. "

She nodded and responded immediately when she said so and told Felfivislotte of her future plans.

Roger that. Hope you don't fly again!

Once she had made the giant bigger, she flapped her wings toward the east again.

The immortals (undead) who travel slowly east through the plains do not notice this side of the sky, but instantly jump over their heads and leave them far rearward.

In such fierce opposite winds, I narrowed my eyes so as to gaze at the front and see the view ahead.

If the speed of Felfivislotte's flight were not much the same as earlier, it would be possible to predict approximately the number of days that the undead (undead) army would reach in the time of arrival from here to the river Weir in the realm.