Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

I'm dying.

You may find this sentence ironic.

Dallac.

A white skull with two empty eyes.

A white, weathered skeleton with no flesh points.

Skeletons mean death itself.

Permanent stop. Over. Termination. No longer exists. Meaningless.

Exactly.

‘But.'

I can bump into this too.

Far from being completely stopped. Dates can also be counted. It's vivid.

Maybe better than you.

Thunder day.

From the day I woke up 20 years ago from the witty Commander-in-Chief ritual.

So far, things have been well recorded in my head.

20 years as a Skeleton Soldier.

I was not an inanimate being. I was willing and emotional.

It's over.

Stopping.

Sticky, fuzzy.

Even if it looks dead.

I definitely had a life.

Dallac.

Wave your left arm.

This is how sure it is to move.

may be viewed. may be heard.

My senses are a little dull. I have no choice but to admit that.

But still.

He's clearly in pain.

The owner of the dungeon being killed.

I feel the pain of my heart, looking at the Circus.

How's it going?

Do I no longer have to ask for forgiveness for the first sentence?

‘I'm dying. ’

Serge!

I put a knife deep into the Circus' ship.

It twists and gives off a feeling of emotion.

Next time, it'll be the heart.

Is it because I'm afraid I might get hurt?

He's dying quietly, without screaming.

‘I'm only 20 years old. ’

I don't feel well. I should have protected you.

I am dying, a skeleton soldier guarding this little dungeon.

But I couldn't defend the dungeon.

Subjugated.

Warriors. Brands. We don't know where they came from. From the long war between Humans.

We don't know if it has appeared since the Demon King's coming.

Of course they don't matter.

Dallac.

‘We have to protect it. ’

I am the dungeon keeper.

Protector of the Master.

I have to fulfill my mission.

You move the broken body.

I already have a lot of bones missing or broken. I only have one arm left. Both legs were broken.

But...

I can't just stand there looking like that.

Hot meal.

Tibia on the floor.

Grab a broken half bone.

Force your left arm to move.

Throw the catch bone vigorously.

Wheelic!

The bones flew with great strength.

Tuck.

You struck the warrior's arm.

Of course I do.

I did not do any harm.

This is the level of my final blow.

The muscle-bound warrior looks down at me with a laugh.

The tail of the mouth rises.

“What rubbish! ”

A servant, not a warrior, walks slowly towards me.

Even the acolytes.

Full plate armor with misdrill all over.

He's two meters tall and his body looks like a walking trolley.

Flash!

The acolyte holds up the Gator Shield, which is stacked with all sorts of magic.

Qajik!

It cuts me down with a thick, giant shield.

Out of the way!

Get out!

The sound of bones breaking is confusing.

Actually, it's not Greater Shield.

Even if he stomps on me and gives me strength, I'll break.

Fluffy.

Fell with blood on their hands,

I see the eye of the circus.

I'm sorry I couldn't protect you.

Qajik!

Win!

Out of the way!

In the meantime, my body was shattered.

It's all falling apart. There are no moving parts anymore.

Approaching complete annihilation.

Degur.

My body is all broken.

All I have left is my head.

Roll on the dungeon floor.

I can't do anything about it, one skeleton soldier.

I dreamed of hiding in peace in a small dungeon.

And the dream broke.

I am not a warrior, but I am crushed by the feet of the acolyte.

Her eyes are emptying.

Life runs out with blood.

I feel uncomfortable.

It makes me angry not to be able to protect you.

Degurr!

I rolled my head.

I rolled with all my strength to the ground with the only skull left.

Degur!

“Ah, ah! ”

The acolyte shouts.

I'm not just falling apart. I realized the skull was rolling with will.

Light!

He hits the dungeon floor with a shield.

But it slipped away.

‘Success.'

The man who murdered Mr. Succubus.

Approaching the feet of a warrior.

There is no chance of hitting.

But I was angry.

This life has been ignored.

Life is not even allowed to hide.

Even the last precious thing is miserably taken away from you.

Even if it doesn't look like life to them.

I had a little joy every day.

A small life with the Circus who warmed my empty heart.

Degurr!

A warrior looking back.

But I was already under him.

Boom!

I bite down with all my might on the warrior's heel.

The final struggle is my last right.

Kwaek!

Shining warrior.

A warrior who has received everything.

A broken sculpture without meaning to the chosen warrior.

It may seem like a sculpture that will collapse at once and become a bit of an experience.

Skeletons like me have the right to remain vigilant until the end.

Boom!

Adukuk!

It looks like a few teeth in the skull fell out.

“Ahhhh! ”

The warrior screams.

Red blood flows from the heel.

Le  s go!

Red blood splattered on the skull.

Wet and red blood.

Zur.

There's blood on it.

Something's not right. ’

Weird camouflage.

Something ridiculous is happening.

This warrior.

All kinds of traps in the dungeon.

Blade Monsters Charge.

The last magic of the Circus.

He's the one who giggled at them all and took them naked.

Do it again. Anything else? ’He's the one who was ridiculed.

I can't bleed just because I've been bitten.

“This!”

Qajik!

Excited warriors stomp me with their feet. Only the skull is broken.

The consciousness completely fades.

Wood Duck!

This time.

The complete end.

Kwazak! Kwazak! Kwazak!

A dungeon run by outsider-oriented circulars.

An unnamed skeleton soldier breaks from the dungeon stone floor into pieces.

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‘Circubus.! ’

Grrr! Grrr!

Shut up. My head is ringing.

Broken. Final hit. But I didn't expect it. To go to such a noisy place.

When the skull breaks, a dark membrane comes down on the consciousness.

Everything turned black. I imagined it would be quiet now.

I didn't feel anything. I didn't think anything of it.

Urgh! Long!

Vibration in the sky.

I feel like I have an old headache. I touched my head with my hands.

Raise your hands and stroke your head.

A smooth skull is touched. The hard metacarpal bone and skull collide.

Knock, knock!

I hear a sound. I try again.

Knock, knock!

Again.

Knock, knock!

It's strange.

Something's not right.

I raised my hand. I looked up, five of my knuckles intact.

I try to bend. I try again. All clear. His fists are clenched.

Tak. Tak.

Put your finger bones against each other. White bones touch each other and make a sound.

Dallac!

Touch your shoulders with your hands.

You move the dislocated left arm.

One flew away and the two dislocated arms were in place.

I looked up at the broken legs. The broken mark disappears. All five toes are moving.

I pushed all over my body.

Pelvis. Thighs. Spine.

Daglac!

I'm starting to feel my whole body.

A humble and crude body.

But I'm sure you're familiar with the body that we've been hanging out with for 20 years.

Dallac!

‘It must be broken. ’

The skull was crushed to powder. A broken body that failed to protect the Circus.

I feel that body again.

It's a bone-marrow body that has never been better. The skeleton is also not large. It's not even a strong bone.

But this is me. I can clearly feel it.

I looked up at the sky.

He was so focused on me. But the surrounding situation is also unusual.

Flash, flash, flash!

Lightning strikes. The blackness of the sky brightens.

I wonder if the blue lightning tore the trees apart! I hear a sound.

Grrr! Grrr! Kwakwang!

Thunder rumbles in a row. Thunder is loud as the lightning was loud.

My body is ringing.

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And...

It's raining.

Whew! Whew!

The wind is noisy. It digs through the ground. Tear off the branches.

The dug and torn fly through the dark air.

I'm slowly monitoring the situation. I checked to see that my body had returned.

Dallac.

Now I'm stuttering around.

Ta-da.

The sky is pierced. However, the sides are narrow.

Tak.

Lie down. I slammed my head up.

Bang!

The skull hits a hard tree.

I hit my feet and my head hard.

It also fits the body vertically. I lie in a narrow box.

Coffin.

This is the coffin. I'm lying in a coffin. The lid is open, so I can only see the sky.

A tomb dug up. A coffin in it. There's a skeleton lying there.

Boom! Boom!

Shoot it!

The seal to cover the tube was roughly dug out. Something, more than human hands. I felt overwhelmed by natural things.

‘It's worth the rain. ’

At that moment.

Tiring!

An impetuous sound suddenly resonates in my head, not at all compatible with the surrounding environment. Rings like a giant bell inside the skull.

That sounds really bothered.

And...

Something translucent appeared before my eyes.

It's only Black Night, but I can see clearly.

[Succession]

[Name: None]

[Skeleton Soldier Lv.1 (36)]

[HP 29, Strength 23, Agility 18, Wisdom 9]

What is this? ’

Something unknown was happening in the English language. I came back to life.

A status window rises in the air. The status window reflects your own information.

Everything else stays the same.

Health. Power. Agility. Wisdom.

Stats that have been accumulated for 20 years.

However, this level is strange.

I was a Lv.36 Skeleton Soldier before I died. As you can see, you're barely in your 20s.

It wasn't much of a skill.

Skeletons are basically weaker than humans. Even a Skeleton Soldier of Lv.36 is not weak enough. Even for low-level human adventurers.

However.

According to the Status Window, I am now Lv.1 Skeleton Soldier.

If it's the way it's always been.

Goblin Kids need to have at least one quality stat.

But the ability to do that now is just what it was before death.

[HP 29 Strength 23 Agility 18 Wisdom 9]

Dallac!

I was confused.

What's going on? ’

There's another annoying sound.

When you hear this sound, you automatically concentrate your nerves.

[Confirm Skill?]

[Yes/Yes]

Question: Do you want to check skills?

‘Of course I do.'

I took my hand into the air.

I touched the word "yes" on the right.

Tiring!

Then letters appeared in the air.

There are letters that stand out in the space of the black bay.

Whiplash As Possible Lv.8 Stubborn Block Lv.6 Clumsy Thrust Lv.4 Deceptively Destroy the Hole Lv.5 Leap Forward Lv.4 Throw Whatever Caught Lv.6 Roll Skull Lv.Knew!)

A list of skills. Skills are things I can do.

There are many things you can do that are not represented as skills.