Skeleton Knight, in Another World

It was Princess Lil's first princess who welcomed herself and Elder Dylan once back to the King's Capital of the Kingdom of Northern.

When she heard that they had returned, and brought two of the escort knights, and heard what was going on in the kingdom of Delfrent, she raised her joyful voice with her big eyes round.

"It's amazing in such a short period of time! The boulder is not Lord Ark!

Seeing Princess Lil proudly breasted for some reason with that said, I think again that it's not inexorably bad to be praised by someone for letting go like this.

I tell her that I will then head to the Kingdom of Salma, and I will place Elder Dylan in Soulia and immediately use the [transfer gate (gate)] to transfer to the fortress by the Wheel on the Blanier territorial boundary of the Kingdom of Salma.

Then the landscape was already different from the one I had copied in the transfer drawing.

Innumerable pieces of equipment worn by the undead (undead) will be scattered at their feet. After the undead (undead) vanishes, they tell the story of the number of enemies left behind.

There was a place in the plains where such countless arsenals rolled, for some reason unrecognizable rock masses pierced the earth and even made a little rocky mountain.

There must have been a fierce battle - a sight that deserved to be called a battlefield trail.

And the most transformed landscape is that the river Weir, which was flowing by the fort, was cut off along the way, and a huge bowl-shaped plot of land was formed there.

"Is this... should I say boulder"

Hasn't the river stopped flowing upstream, and it's been pouring water on its giant turf, and it was already becoming a little lake at the bottom of the turf.

I know only one person, such as a being able to cause this kind of topographical change in a short time.

Dragon King (Dragon Road) Felfivislotte - - From the size of its enormous enclave, the power may be comparable to or more than the blow of the [Convict (Tetragrammaton) Star Source's Angel (Uriel)] he unleashed in the kingdom of Delfrent.

It can be said that the irrationality of the presence of Felfivislotte is difficult to devote to rap, given that it has the same power as the moves of the four great angels.

Her blow didn't seem to blow up the enemy alone, and if you look closely, all the stone bridges that were supposed to be connecting the streets were at the base, but it seems pretty awful.

There was Teng himself who created this status quo - no, when Ponta, who found Teng Honlong slowly flying through the sky in his human form, responded and rang, she came down with her gaze toward this direction.

"Ki-yun! Kiyun!"

"Hey, Ark Han. I came over here to show you my face, and we cleared it up, didn't we?

I bowed my head small and answered it to her as she asked in a slightly slower and distinct tone, letting the long blue and purple hair swoop into the wind.

"Lord Felfivislotte. We are also looking for representatives to discuss our progress and future moves once we return to the Northern Kingdom after a safe passage, but where are Grand Elder Fangus, Blanier Borderline Uncle and Prince Sect now?

I briefly answered the matter of my visit and asked her where these representatives were.

Then she does her gaze at two fortifications: the fortifications behind her and the fortifications a little further away.

"Fangus, Borderline Bo and Ya will give instructions for post-processing at the fort there. Sect, if you're a kid, you're gonna get hurt and rest in the fort over there."

That's what she says and smiles small.

If you look at the many pieces of equipment scattered around you, you can see that the battle here was not an invasion that could be exhausted, as it was in the Del Frent kingdom.

I guess there are quite a few injured as well.

Among other things, it is inevitable that Prince Sect, who holds the general command of reinforcements from the Kingdom of Rhoden, was injured, which will have a significant impact on their future operations.

"Then I'll head down to Lord Sect and treat him before I show my face here."

Treating Prince Sect with healing magic first, and later from the severely ill, using [Great Healing (Overheel)], etc., would spare the troops a great loss of fighting power.

I can't reach the boulder until everyone is treated, so the mildly ill have to be a little patient.

"Look, we want the two of you to reward Ark Han's arrival first. Wow."

When she said so and decided unilaterally, she floated to the sky again and disappeared toward the fort.

I was wondering if the dragon king's Felfivislotte could be used as a courier, but let's be honest and sweet with her goodwill here.

Prince Sect's injuries were hard to tell from the outside, but apparently some of his ribs were broken,

[Greater healing (overheel)] seemed to have been successfully healed after trying the treatment.

He rounded his eyes to the power of his healing magic, beating his own healed body over and over to make sure, feeling like he saw a different side of Prince Sect than usual, such as being put to a stop by his men around him.

After that, as a favor to them, he undertook the treatment of several dozen of his men, and by the time it was over, the two elders Fangus and Uncle Blanier appeared in this fort.

"Lord Ark, Master Felfivislotte gave me a message. Apparently, you've made it to the liberation of the king's capital of the kingdom of Delfrent."

It was Uncle Blanier who came into the room in a fearful manner.

"Were you returning to the Northern Kingdom to report on the state of war? Ariane and the others are safe, right?

Elder Fangus takes on his own prey, the giant hammer of war, on his shoulders, while asking this side first whether his granddaughter is safe or not.

If I say here that I'm about to blow up with a magical blow, I don't know what's going to happen - I imagine that and shake lightly, but there I am obsessed with ensuring my own safety.

"Lord Arian and Lord Chiyome are in charge of sweeping the city's remaining undead and rescuing the survivors in the king's capital, Rione."

To his own words, Elder Fangus nodded back as he was convinced after seeing this one for a while.

"I guess I'll leave this response to my men, and me and Lord Wendri will return to Soulia in Northern with Lord Ark..."

When Elder Fangus said so and suggested, there Prince Sect pinched his mouth with a troubled face.

"Wait, Lord Fangus. Of course I'll accompany you on behalf of Rhoden, right?

To Prince Sect, who has given his opinion with a soft smile about whether his usual condition has returned, Grand Elder Fangus raised a single eyebrow and exchanged his gaze with him, he gave his consent with a slight snort.

"Right, if you don't have a problem with it, that's fine. Then, Lord Ark, if you're moving, please."

Copy that.

Though the injury was healed by healing magic, I nodded, understanding the atmosphere that was unlikely to change my opinion, even though I could have been a little more rested.

Northern kingdom again, Soulia, the king's capital.

The facial complexions that gather in one room of the Royal Palace have become much brighter, and Princess Lil, the founder of this race union, has arrived at its seat with her big eyes shining.

"So in this short period of time already, you said you liberated the King's Capital of Delfrent!?

King Asparf of the Northern Kingdom is the one who is frowning with such a voice of surprise.

"Well, what do you call it, the operation fits in better than I thought..."

It is Elder Dylan who is giving a slightly poorly toothed return to King Asparf's inquiry.

His gaze turned slightly in this direction, but he dared not look at you, but turned his consciousness to the map spread out on the table in front of him and did so.

Elder Dylan shows signs of bitter laughter, but he quickly returned that gaze to the tabletop.

The next person to open his mouth was Blanier Borderline Uncle.

Deeply bowing his head toward Elder Fangus and Elder Dylan, he mouths the report with a strange face.

"This line of defense on the territory of Blanier also destroyed the opponent, and the invasion from the Hilk nation could be stopped. The power of Lord Felfivislotte is no longer intelligent..."

That being said, Uncle Blanier peripheral strokes his own slightly retracted gray head and sighs in an emotional manner.

There is something very agreeable about that emotion.

It is hard to speak in words of the feeling that those who possess such a powerful and incomparable power as to create a lake on the earth are there with firm will.

There are many unreasonable beings in this world for a man named Warcraft, but her is that further out of the unreasonable - that is what it is like to be in the realm of God and Satan.

If Arian were around, he'd say, "I'll give you that word back just like that." "and so on," but that one of the Heavenly Knights, who is a force that I can shoulder with her - Felfivislotte - was somewhat invoked | with the help of being (an angel), and there is not much awareness of my power.

Other moves and magic have been gaining recognition here lately as a power of my own for a long time, but that power of the Heavenly Knight alone does not make me feel that way at all.

Rather, this time, when calling the Angel of the Star Source (Uriel), the thought intensified.

Perhaps this sensation is something that can only be conveyed to me.

"─ Then we have no problem marching into the Hills after this, so we will again move our troops with transfer magic, and now attack the center of the Hills, the holy city of Fairbio Alsace."

Coming from the sea of thought, Elder Dylan mapped out the point where his next goal would be in the consultation, and there was a surprise voiced by those who were on the spot in its contents - especially from the human side.

"Give me a moment, Lord Dylan. We are already prepared to attack the Hills, but without attacking cities on the Hills' path or anything else, attacking the Holy City directly..."

King Asparf was the first to raise his voice.

The concern he pointed out - if you invade the home of an opponent country, it is common to invade the city or base on the path there, or by abbreviating it, and if you ignore them, you can't secure a supply route for a regular army, and you can also destroy the siege in enemy territory.

But that's what a normal army would say.

"Lord Asparf's concerns are best, but we are not the same army that people run. Attack only the Sacred Capital in a local short-term showdown with metastatic magic. We don't need a supply route here, and we don't need an exit route, no matter if the enemy rallies their troops from all over the place for a sandwich. You can return directly to this land. Our aim is to eliminate the current Pope from the Hilk nation, that's all."

Elder Dylan speaks that way, pointing to a point on the map, placed in the capital of the Hilk nation | Black Pawn (Pope).

King Asparf, the Blanier border uncle and Prince Sect, who had heard that explanation, silently glance at the black pawn placed on the tabletop as he pressed his elusive face against each of them.

I guess what they're roaring about is nothing about the feasibility of the operation, etc.

Perhaps the phenomenal mobility that enables the Elves to possess powerful warfare forces and to deploy and retreat them at a rate that cannot be imitated in the human army in the end is reflected in the threat in their eyes.

It's like sending your own pawn directly around the other king's pawn to hang a royal hand if you're comparing it with chess.

Besides, if you are a walking pawn, there is no prospect that you can beat the nation of men - Wang Pawn - if you are placed an invincible Dragon King pawn, etc. Do you realize the horror?

It was Prince Sect who first raised his face from the tabletop and opened his mouth.

"Short-term showdown, isn't that a lot? Will you be able to help Lord Felfivislotte and Lord Williarsphim this time?

Elder Dylan nodded loudly and returned to that question of Prince Sect with the usual inclusive grin.

"That would be fine, wouldn't it? It would be better for us and the soldiers if the expedition were shorter."

King Asparf agrees with his words, but Uncle Blanier asked for a proposal toward the face of Larissa, king of the Kingdom of Salma, who is indoors, with his eyes on a point with a map.

"I have no objection to the measure of attacking the Holy City, but I was wondering if you could give me a little help in the liberation of Larissa, the king's capital. According to Lord Ark and others, there are still undead (undead) people who occupy the city. As far as the future is concerned, I want to protect the survivors as much as possible."

His offer is very commonplace as a person in the Kingdom of Salma.

Although the King's capital of the Kingdom of Delfrent has already been liberated, the King's capital of the Kingdom of Salma takes considerable time to march in the ordinary way, as the stone bridge across the River Weir, which was the road to the King's capital because of the battle in the territory of Branier, is no longer available.

But we've already secured a location that will serve as the transfer coordinates to the king's capital, Larissa, so if you want to go, it's still possible to send in enough force to free the city right away.

If you want to think about the future, you should also let the King's capital of the Kingdom of Salma go.

Elder Dylan nodded small and looked up after a little reticence at his suggestion.

"The search for the immortal (undead) throughout the city is quite a bone breaking job. Let's take half of the Elves, the Blade Heart (Jinsin) clan, who are now dealing with them in the King's Capital in Delfrent, to Larissa. In two days, it will be almost eliminated, and the rest of the day will be for soldiers and warriors."

The transfer of many Elf warriors and Beast Blade Heart (Jinsin) clans from the Delfrent side to the Salma side is due to their ability to accurately supplement the position of the Immortal (Undead) even throughout the city in which they entered.

If, like the soldiers of ordinary people, they are all going to look for their enemies visually, it will take time on a month-by-month basis for the whole wide city, for both it and the king's capital.

Elder Dylan, when he made his own suggestion, put his gaze around him to ask for everyone's opinion.

"Then let the head of the king's capital, Larissa, leave it to Uncle Blanier on the border, and let the leadership also move from the fortifications of the territory where he is now stationed. It would be more convenient for the country to be represented."

Elder Dylan summed it up by saying that, once again, when he turned his gaze to his surroundings and saw no particular objection, the proposal was to be implemented immediately.

Each one of them leaves the floor in a hurry to prepare, blurry off their backs.

Finally, three days later, I looked up at the blue sky peeking through the window of the floor and narrowed my eyes, wondering if it was a showdown with the Hilk nation.

The blue of the sky that spreads there is no different than usual, showing no signs of the massive battle that will take place, nor the tragic situation of the king's capital of the two countries far from here.

What was there was the usual, everywhere empty color.