Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

Dozens of ‘people’ walked slowly from all over and surrounded us. It was quite a distance from them.

But...

I felt pressure one by one.

A massive basin. It looks difficult to surround the challenge with a thousand men.

Surrounded by only dozens of humans in that vast area.

But I felt like I was surrounded by thousands. I didn't feel a hole in my way out.

I looked around. The appearance of humans was varied.

Over two meters tall, there was a man with an unusually large inverted triangle on his shoulder.

There was a woman who covered her eyes with a thick black cloth.

With an elegantly flat face, my breasts were bigger than my head, but strangely unnatural.

She blindfolded herself and naturally walked through the toughest cliffs.

I sat down at the end of a long staircase.

Dozens of other humans, sitting or standing at their leisure, were watching us.

An old man covered in a dark blue turban approaches from the front.

He seemed to be the leader.

The turban was thick and large. I looked around and asked Lena.

“Do you recognize these faces? ”

“Some of them do. I see an officer promotion examiner. ”

Lena points her hand at the odd man standing still on the left. He nods and greets Lena, then takes a step back.

The old man walks out slowly.

He holds the staff in his hand. Unrecognizable runes are intricately embossed with spirals.

The old man opened his mouth.

“Thank you for accepting my invitation. ”

The gray robe that was wearing was very suitable. It was nothing compared to that of the silly Rubia.

He seemed to have worn that robe all his life. The staff shivers slightly and gives off a white glow.

“Are you a wizard? ”

“Just a humble magician. ”

I was going to ask about time repetition, but I didn't think that was the case.

The old man was a horse.

“Let me formally introduce myself. I am Retrick Aesar, Head of the Three Imperial Headquarters. Those standing over here.

The old man moves his cane widely.

pointed around.

“Co-workers with a will. Most of them are executives of T&T. ”

“What does it mean to be together? ”

“We are. We are gathered in the spirit of diminishing humanity. ”

It means to reduce the human race.

“Can I assume you represent T&T. ”

“Think of it as a small faction inside the guild. ”

Lena interrupts.

“It's not small, is it? I see you guys are holding up your promotion exams. ”

The old man smiles. He nods.

“Few numbers. But you're strong, like he said. The seats are overflowing, of course. Do you want to be the Station Chief, have access to undocumented information? ”

“Hmph.”

“Dedicated analytics available at any time? Investigative unit or disposal specialist? I can give you anything you want. At least right now. ”

A very good offer for Lena.

But I have an important question. I asked the old man.

“Lena, why did I call you? ”

The old man looks odd.

“Can you not sing it? ”

He picks his words for a moment.

“I've been investigating your movements.

It highlighted me surprisingly quickly. ”

‘Too conspicuous. ’

“Lena could understand. Talent

is human. There are extraordinary people. But...

The old man looked straight at me.

“I've never seen a skeleton like you before. ”

“What are you trying to say? ”

“As soon as I got out of the tomb, I killed two Necron bugs, slaughtered some dumb human adventurers in the Ossuary, and got out of harm's way. ”

“You burned Web Slinger, slaughtered Ublam's fierce guards, and murdered a corrupt Centaurus, Ghoul Lord, and a poisoned hyena.

I was a little embarrassed when I heard it.

“It's been a year since you happened. What the hell are you? ”

It looks like you've investigated all your work so far. It was a little surprising to know that the hammer and crossbow had been killed.

‘The information guild wasn't just an anonymous name. Not really.

It has grown comfortably so far.

Optimal equipment provided by the slime.

Endless information.This has allowed me to grow very quickly and safely without ever putting myself in danger.

Slime belongs to T&T.

Given that, it is natural that T&T has a high level of capability.

You're staring clearly in the palm of your hand, and you feel strangely silent for a moment.

The old man was a horse.

“We want to create a new world with you. ”

The wrong word pops up.

“A new world? Why would you want to build something like that? ”

An old man speaks in a serious tone.

“I hear you've been to the Goblin Dungeon recently. Split the head and heart of a living Goblin and extract the Bloodstone inside. ”

I remember the Goblin corpses that were piled up all over the place, being well divided.

“I did.”

“I spray the best gas in the area, forcing the Goblins to reproduce. ”

“Even the head and heart of an immature child. Didn't you see it all in front of your eyes? ”

I nodded. The old man continues to speak, with an unsuspecting look on his face that he believes I will eventually convince him.

“You saved them. The Goblins who ran away praised you.

He's the Savior of the tribe. You're their hero. ”

Buddy, buddy.

The old man clapped.

Applause echoes around you. I felt a strange unpleasantness.

I did not like the applause of wanting to drive thoughts and actions.

But I didn't really feel like it.

The story is to be heard to the end. A loud round of applause passed.

“How's the Ossuary you used to live in? Humans have been forced to use Skeletons' lives indefinitely. That was the Human EXP Factory. ”

Everything the old man says is true.

That's the world I've been in.

Srlock.

Immediately, the old man loosened the thick blue turban.

There is a cut horn on the forehead. The cut end is red. I felt like I just got fired.

Is it a deer?

“My people are the same. Raised by Humans. ”

The antlers of deer are among the favorite herbs of Humankind. Used by Goblins for Blood Stones and similar purposes.

“The nerves are alive, they cut off the bloody horns, they cut off again. ”

“Grow up quickly. Put nutrition in your neck. Don't draw blood. Until he got sick and died. ”

“I see.”

“When you die, you store the body in a freezer, then grind it and feed it to another deer. ”

“Was your horn cut off by humans? ”

“I cut it myself. To not forget your own kind. ”

‘Not really.'

I didn't think I could be easily defeated by a two-legged person with such a presence.

Anyway, I know everything the old man spits out.

It is not necessary to induce empathy. I know what kind of people Humans are.

I know enough about how they treat all the other batsmen.

I, too, am fighting from humans to create a small realm that will someday protect the Master. Don't ever, ever let anyone do that to you again.

“Similar things are happening everywhere in the world right now. Should we leave the world as it is? ”

“What do you want to do? ”

“Balance. I'd like to get it right. ”

“Balance?”

“Man has become the disease of the world. We need to alleviate the symptoms. First of all, we need to significantly reduce the number. ”

Horses are good. As humans disappear,

Other foreigners will flourish. If you call it balance, it's balance.

But there is a fatal problem.

“Who can do that? ”

Humans are already the rulers of this world.

The dominion is so deep, so solid. I kept going.

“It's about the friendship of violence. Don't act like it's a matter of duty. I've never done that. ”

The old man's eyes are slightly tailed.

The expression was interesting.

“Oh. Of course you're right. It's a matter of strength.”

“Can the extinct, the livestock, the hidden heretics do that? It's not a matter of division. I won't be able to fight Humans even if I pull them all together. ”

Surprisingly, the old man did not get a little angry. Rather, he looked very happy.

“You've been very specific. Excellent. What a great friend. Of course, it's not just our strength. ”

“If so?”

“Humans. They will start a war. We can offer the blood that flows from there to the great king. ”

You mean the Pursons. The old man says with the face described above.

“The king will come. You'll purify yourself and incinerate the humans. ”

“King, you mean him? ”

I point my finger at the pieces around me. A human shard riding a bear on the lion's head.

The old man was amazed.

“I knew it. I knew it. Unusual. Knowledge? Do you know about the myth? ”

“Well, moderately. Isn't that Purson?”

I heard groaning everywhere. The old man nods a few times.

“You know his true name! What a scholarly fellow. Yeah, I don't need an explanation. ”

If you come back from 20 years ago, it is strange not to know the names of the Demon Kings who have come to the world.

“To Him! I intend to offer you the blood and groaning of Humans. Sacrifices are ready.When the Certified King comes. Humans are finished.”

I looked around.

I didn't think there was such a group. I looked back on my first life.

Certainly around this time, the emperor wages a war.

To have a meeting like this. With an organization like this.

I asked the old man.

“Have you promoted war? ”

The old man shakes his head.

“War is an imperial will. ”

Some around you nod.

“We're just trying to make war more consuming. We will disrupt the truce and continue to manipulate war heroes. Empires and allies will hate each other endlessly. We'll make it happen. ”

The old man is very excited. I'm never serious. I have no doubt about my plan.

I felt sorry for them.

The plan works in half. War grows longer and the Demon King comes.

But the Demon King is trampled by warriors, beaten to death.

Their god gives them a response.

The sacrifice of human blood and human deceit actually brings the Purgatory.

But rather, faith that has not been fulfilled is beautiful. God came to the world.

What will the faithful feel if they are torn to death like a mop?

Of course, I couldn't afford to care about their minds.

The Demon Kings have kept Humans at bay for at least ten years.

They might be satisfied with that. Anyway, I decided to focus on a slightly more practical question.

“I have something to ask you. ”