Skeleton Knight, in Another World

Now on the front, we could see a large river flowing serpentinely from north to south.

That would definitely be the river Weir flowing from the Soville Mountains.

Overtaking the undead (undead) army, the distance to this point was quite far away, and perhaps the great army in question had just begun moving from that king's capital, Larissa.

On the road leading up to this point, some of the large plains covered mountainous areas different from the Soville Mountains, and it was seen from the sky that they narrowed the plains slightly.

If the speed of the march were to drop slightly, I would expect that in the next two or three days there would be no appearance of it on this river Weir, and I would look at some realm fortifications built across the river that I can see under my eyes.

There are two fortifications that can be confirmed from here.

With solid stone exterior walls, they are quite a fine fort.

This is probably because it was originally a border fort guarding neighboring countries when it was Northern kingdom territory - quite an atmospheric fort to guard the streets, but it would be difficult for the bandits (...) to break into the surrounding territory in the middle of nowhere if they packed and placed the armies on top of it.

Beside that fort are street-like roads and splendid stone bridges hanging from the river, the depth of the river is unknown from above, but without crossing that bridge it seems impossible to enter Branier territory from the side of the king capital Larissa.

"Hmm, I don't know what's going to happen in the world if you think that the harassment measures from the country's nobles will be useful enough as a base for this massive raid."

"Ki-yun!

If you see a ponta that rings in tune with such a grunt that you can't be impressed or frightened, you'll just as well tip your little neck in return for this one.

You understand or you don't, I ask Felfivislotte to lower me a little further away from the fortress of the realm, stroking Ponta's head in return with his crushed eyes.

"Lord Felfivislotte, will you drop me off a little further from the fort?

Uncle Brannier has not returned to his own territory since his visit to the Northern Kingdom, which means that this operation he is announcing his participation in has not yet been communicated to us.

Naturally, the soldiers who monitor and guard the realm have no idea who this is. If those who ride with the Dragon King (Dragon Road), which is more than eighty meters long, show up, they will make a scene.

But even if you go too far from the fort, the purpose of this one is to provide new transfer coordinates, so it doesn't make sense unless the landscape of the characteristic fort is at a distance that fits into view.

You'll be noticed if you go down some distance from the fort, but you won't try to inspire the giant Dragon King (Dragon Road) into a prank, and you'll be fine if you finish a portrait of the landscape to the transfer drawings and return to Soulia while the other side is vigilant and watching.

Then I'll shake a little.

After she utters that word, she takes a landing stance and goes straight down to the eastern shore of the River Wheel.

Few things blocked her sight around the river, and as she turned her gaze toward the fort as she rode on her back, she caught sight of a soldier standing in a watchtower rushing down.

His that is a very natural reaction.

Though a short distance away from the fort, if the dragon king (Dragon Road), with an overwhelming giant from the people's point of view, descended into a visible distance, it would not be possible to ignore it.

The landscape of the fort and the stone bridge hung beside it is quite characteristic, and it is gratifying to see that even some rough sketches alone can recall memories of the current state of time, which is under circumstance.

"Lord Felfivislotte, once I've finished photographing the landscape, I'm moving from here to Soulia, the king's capital, and I'm returning with magic, so can you return to the human form?

When she said that, she nodded happily back at the words on this side.

There's nothing that can't be moved by her giant metamorphosis magic, but if we build a giant magic formation, it will drain so much magic that I want to leave a little leeway now.

Perhaps after returning to Soulia, we will again have to return here, with Uncle Blanier, with approximately 5,000 troops to defend the land with metamagic.

Get off her back and take the writing and transfer drawings out of the luggage she was carrying.

"Ki-yun!

Wait a minute, Ponta. I'll be back in Soulia when this is over.

That's what I say as I forgive Ponta for jumping on my head and putting the landscape in front of me in my sight.

The Whirl River is more than a hundred meters wide and twice as wide in some places, and the river table on both banks is quite large if you add it.

But where the river is wide, the water depth is shallow on the contrary, or the stone rolling at the bottom of the river is causing a white wave to rise on the river surface, which would be crossed without any problems per immortal (undead) spiderman.

While observing such a thing, the landscape is quickly depicted in the transfer drawing.

By the side, in the midst of Felfivislotte transforming the giant into a human form with the art of change, which was also about to be completed soon, the guard soldier who had entered the fort earlier appeared again at the top of the tower with a few others.

But I can still see from here the guard looking at the surroundings in a hurry and desperately explaining to those who somehow brought him here by pointing to this side and adding gestures and gestures.

If the giant dragon I saw earlier returns and it disappears without a trace, I can't help it, but I don't feel a little pathetic.

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

Thinking about such an extra thing, Ponta tapped her helmet from above her head to point out that her hand was stopped, so she remembered the work and started moving her hand again.

"Dexterous."

Felfivislotte peeked at it with interest from behind, comparing it to the actual scenery after it was more or less shaped and some portrayal was finished with the landscape drawn into the transfer drawing.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, but once the work here is done, I will return to Soulia."

"Yes, it's been a long time since I've flown with metastatic magic. Wow"

Turning back to Felfivislotte as she wrapped the transfer drawing in her luggage bag, she narrowed her eyes and laughed as she nostalgic back at the old days accordingly.

It's true that the story of the first chief, Evangeline, was also a user of metastatic magic, so I guess she misses it by recalling her former memory of how she was acting with her.

"[Transfer Gate]"

When I activate the magic, a magic formation of light unfolds at my centered feet, and Felfivislotte looks at it with interest.

When I set the coordinates thinking of the courtyard of the royal palace in Soulia, the king's capital, which departed this morning behind my brain, the surrounding view was immediately dimmed and the surrounding view was switched when I realized it.

"I knew metastatic magic was convenient."

Come back and open the door best, with those words Felfivislotte makes a big stretch.

"It hasn't been half a day since we left here. It is a great thing that the wings of Lord Felfivislotte were borrowed. Thank you on behalf of everyone."

I usually don't let people fly on my back or anything. I thank her for saying that because she put herself and Ponta on it, even then she would have taken a lot of care of me.

"You're really a tough guy, you're not the same as the first generation."

She had a thin grin and looked like an interesting observation of how things were going on this way.

"Ark, did I tell you? This time, we decided to lend a hand. Oh, sure, I'll take a personal thank you. How?"

That said, as she broke her mouth into half moons, a long tail with a plush and crystal sword lifted overhead from her back.

"Well, let's share this report with everyone."

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

When I said so and switched the subject quickly, I held Ponta and turned my back on her and hurried to the Royal Castle at first sight.

A room with a royal castle.

There were representatives of various forces gathered to confront the Hilk nation.

Focusing on himself and the Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte, everyone's gaze was directed at the table with representatives of each force and Arian, Chiyome and Goemon at the center.

On the map spread out on the tabletop, the white and black pawns that were lined up the other day are placed intact.

And he took a pawn placed in the position of Larissa, king's capital of the Kingdom of Salma, one of those black pawns, and moved that position eastward and placed it on the map again.

"What!? Are they already attacking Larissa and moving east!?

Uncle Blanier, who was watching the series of movements shown on the map, rose up with a voice of surprise, prompting him with his eyes to find out more about the Black Pawn movement this side showed - the Undead (undead) army.

"Um, the king's capital, Larissa, has only a minimal number of immortals (undead) to protect the occupied territories, and the unit has already moved to the Blanier realm. It's not an aligned march, it's a state of scattering with a few troops, each heading east."

Describing the situation to that point, Felfivislotte appeared from the side, playing its moving black pawn with her fingers and smiling lightly.

"I walked all together like a people, and we blew it in one breath."

King Asparf and Prince Sect, the representative of the human side to her smile like that, and Uncle Blanier Borderline, drew her face, but only Princess Lil looked up at their reaction strangely and tilted her neck.

"If Master Felfivislotte is so strong, the people of the country who are being attacked and exhausted by the immortals (undead) can safely carry out the task of reconstruction. Why does your father have such a difficult face?

To Princess Lille, who speaks so with a sincere eye, King Asparf coughs to regain his mind.

With that in mind, Uncle Blanier moved his sharp gaze from the top of the map to this side.

"So, Lord Ark, do you have any idea when they're going to reach Blanier territory? It doesn't have to be accurate, if you know the approximate number of days."

In return for the colour of my prayerful eyes, I spoke of the details of what I had seen and the approximate number of days remaining for the undead (undead) army to reach the territory of Branier.

"In my opinion, two days, maybe three."

"... that's unexpectedly fast"

Elder Dylan, who was staring at the map, raises his face and puts some pointers about the speed of his opponent's movements into the words of Blanier Borderline uncle, who groans deeply at the wrinkles between his eyebrows at the answer he has spoken.

"Unlike the living, the immortal (undead) never rests at night without food and mouth. If you are a group that doesn't need replenishment, you have a lot of time to break it down to travel. Considering the terrain, it won't take four days."

As Elder Dylan pointed out, the real Immortals (undead) don't need food to move, and they don't need a place to sleep or time to sleep.

The fact that you don't need food means that you don't need a cargo truck or a wagon carrying that luggage - and if you don't need food or water for a wagon, the speed of its march won't be as good as that of the army of the people.

Twenty-four hours, an immortal (undead) soldier who can fight without replenishment may in some ways be the ultimate soldier.

Besides, he's already dead, so he won't even die in battle.

It's just the appearance of an immortal (undead), who eats, sleeps well in bed until morning, and is fundamentally different from a seemingly non-immortal (undead) who is delighted to take a bath in a quote.

Reflecting once again on the magnitude of the difference between such an immortal (undead) and himself, Felfivislotte took the white pawn placed on the map and showed it by drawing a line on the river Wheel.

"In the meantime, we're going to reduce some of the numbers where they stopped using this river as a line of defense, so will you handle the rest appropriately there?

King Asparf and the Blanier border uncle give a bewildered look to her words, but in contrast, the Great Fangus and Elder Dylan nodded back loudly.

"Master Felfivislotte's real blow, it's a blessing to see the day coming."

When Grand Elder Fangus said so and held up the edge of his mouth loudly and laughed, King Asparf and Uncle Blanier, who saw the reaction, gazed at each other and nodded small at each other.

They seemed to understand that this battle trend was no longer in the hands of the people when the great elders of the Dark Elves, who were seen as warriors, leaked a spare smile to the Dragon King (Dragon Road), who told them that 200,000 immortals (undead) were nothing but operations on the spot.

I'm sure Felfivislotte is more certain that after her blow, she'll just have to sweep the rest, and I'm sure Elder Fangus and Elder Dylan understand that.

I would definitely like to see the scene, but the fact that she will receive the Kingdom of Salma will naturally mean that she will be placed on the Kingdom of Delfrent's side.

"Then, in the two fortifications beside the river in the Kingdom of Salma, select soldiers from the Kingdom of Rhoden and from the territory of Blanier to sweep the remaining enemies, as well as from Canada, who specialize mainly in rear guards, and place less than a thousand people to intercept them on the River Wheel. Do you mind?

As everyone looks at each other, look around at everyone on the spot as Elder Dylan puts together defensive measures on the side of the Kingdom of Salma to ask about their merits.

The conclusion apparently came to the appearance of silence so that everyone would show their will to the word.

"Since there is not much time left on the part of the Kingdom of Salma, the command of the warriors from Canada will be given to the Great Elder of Fangus, and the soldiers on the side of the Kingdom of Rhoden will take command of the Prince Sect, respectively. Ark, you will be asked to transport a large number of people again after this."

Elder Dylan will place two white pawns on the river Wheel as he shows the map, and will prepare yet another white pawn to place each in the woods and city noted by the river Wheel.

"After the troops are transported, there must be a temporal respite for Lord Borderline to return to Blanier territory to lead the soldiers from his own territory. And then an Elf warrior is going to join us from inside the drant in the Luang Forest, but we ask the Great Elder Fangus to take care of this, just like the Canadian warriors."

So once the words have been separated, Elder Dylan looks this way again.

"As soon as the transfer to the Kingdom of Salma has been completed, the situation on the part of the Kingdom of Delfrent and the deployment of troops must also be carried out as soon as possible. This side of the battle will revolve around Master Williarsphim and Ark, bringing in the Blade Heart clan and warriors from Canada."

When he finished saying that, Elder Dylan turned this way and turned his gaze to confirm.

"I also agree with the measures devised by Lord Dylan, but if Lord Felfivislotte were to wait on the side of the Kingdom of Salma, it would take a little time to travel to the capital of the Kingdom of Delfrente, Rione, to set the transferring coordinates..."

If you are concerned about the speed of progress of the immortals (undead) that have just come to the fore, the situation will change from moment to moment.

At the time Goemons checked, they said it looked like they were staying in the Wang capital, but it's possible they were already moving toward us while we were doing this.

I have the impression that in this world, where information cannot be conveyed quickly to distant lands, such as the transfer magic that I use and the overwhelming speed of movement caused by the flight of Dragon King (Dragon Road), the mass movement of the immortals (undead) without replenishment is more threatening than I think.

In fact, the two kings of the kingdoms of Delfrent and Salma have fallen into a large group of undead people without exchanging.

Apparently, I was rooted in a developed modern society and saw sweetly the magnitude of its influence due to its advantages in mobility and transport (advantages).

To ensure that his immortal (undead) was beaten, he was again trying to borrow wings from Felfivislotte, but Felfivislotte, the person of the day, recommended him who was not himself to it, that he would still not be able to take off the flying ability of the Dragon King (Dragon Road), who could fly over the terrain.

"Then there's the other Dragon King (Dragon Road) we brought here." If we ask you, don't tell me you don't want to go over there, either?

When she says that, she rips her mouth into a beautiful three-day moon and laughs quietly.

Following Felfivislotte, he said he was going to be riding Williarsfim's back this time - a dry laugh had leaked out of his mouth remembering that he'd kicked his back without knowing it before.