Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

Once again, it was the middle of the fall.

As soon as I got back from the cave, I ran out.

It's closer to summer than walking with Lena. But the autumn walk alone was much colder.

Tupperware!

The badger tramples on the leaves.

I think Lena would have liked it.

There is no map, but there is only one way to the cemetery from here. Even without Lena, nothing would have happened.

If it's the only fork in the road, it's the only fork in the road.

where the length is divided in three directions.

It was about to fold to the right, which is the direction of the Dry Underground Tomb.

Dagdac! Dagdac!

You hear hoofbeats from the right. I felt popular.

Four soldiers on horseback run side by side.

The helmet, armor, and weaponized weapons seem to be quite trained.

I hid myself in the bush.

‘It's a little vague. ’

You don't know if you're patrolling the mountains or what. It was dry, but it was scouring everywhere, including the bushes.

At this rate, we will face each other.

Should I kill him first? ’

Humans like to take off a batsman's helmet. I had to kill him.

I was just wondering if I should attack first and get some experience, or if I should just hide out a little bit further and send them off.

I felt popular on the left side.

I watched the situation quietly.

Hee-hee-hee!

The horses on the soldiers cry out.

The man's gaze is towards the left road. In front of the soldiers, a black-haired man comes running. He had black hair tied with white hair bands and only wore red clothes like a robe.

He had a long knife at his waist.

The shape of the knife was strange.

The handle was long enough to hold it with both hands, and the blade was close to a meter long.

The blade was curved, but only with a blade on one side.

‘So thin.’

Compared to the widely used Bastard Sword, the machinery was thin. There were no thick parts.

If it had not been carefully refined, it would have been broken or broken when it hit the Great Sword.

“Halt!”

Four soldiers on horseback point a spear at the man. The man did not stop, just slowed down a little.

I looked at the man in uniform. He's been measuring the distance since the soldiers came from afar.

You can see the angle of the long sheath tilting easily away.

I didn't see any wins or losses.

The soldiers point a spear at the man and ask.

“Who are you?”

The man replied.

“Huh? It's just a person. ”

The soldiers raise their voices.

“I'm scouting for moles! Identify yourself!”

The man raises one tail of his mouth.

“Spy search? Going down this obvious, safe path? ”

“What, what? ”

“When you look at me, you're dressed to avoid me, what? A search for spies, not a salary thief? ”

The voice of the man with the long sword was almost a taunt.

“Hey, you! ”

The mounted soldier's expression falters, but he doesn't seem to be able to attack the target without feeling suspicious.

“Hey, you! ”

“Identify yourself! ”

The soldiers said in a slightly frightened tone. The man shrugs.

“You're the mole. ”

“What.? ”

“I'm a mole. Well, what are you gonna do? ”

“Surround!”

Soldiers take their spears together and stab the man. The Spear is extremely intimidating against enemies without shields.

The underlying soldiers, Thud, swung his spear up and down from the horse and stabbed the man.

The four sack spears coming up and down are enough to confuse the vision of any fuselage.

Lung!

Screaming!

The blue blade twists. The wind blows.

Two spears were cut out at the same time.

The robe man took two steps forward and swung his sword again. The blade flies toward the two spears in the back.

Slow down!

Thunder, thunder!

The two spears in the back fall back onto the floor.

Great feet, too.

I felt great talent and hardship that I had accumulated.

It wasn't fast enough.

The training was good, but the simple speed and strength seemed to be ahead of me.

It was a few and a half leagues ahead of Cristina, whom I met on Erastor.

However, the blade drawn from the scabbard seems unusual, giving off a stream of blue speech.

Hee-hee-hee!

All four horses turn their horses and run. The soldiers were bored with thought.

The man who saw his face shouted.

“I'm kidding, you idiots. What a spy.”

The man in the robe took out his ID from his arms.

“Baron Chandler. ”

“Oh, aren't you Grasmear's Confederate? I'm sorry I didn't see you! You left the mission alive.

“Yes. Go to my castle and get your weapons. ”

The man threw them something like a token in his arms. A small hand made of metal. I felt like there was something carved into it.

“Since this happens a lot, your father will provide you with weapons. ”

“Grasmear's weapon is the empire's greatest! It's an honor!”

The soldiers are on their way back, crouching.

What is it?

Seeing the strange encounter, he hides further in the bush for a moment.

My head tilted to see the soldiers go their own way, saying their mission was treated as a joke.

‘Grassmeer's Confederate. ’

He looks like the lord's son.

The story reminds me of Rubia. We tried to stop by.

In the city of the Hot Forge.

It doesn't mean much now. I have imaging armor.I don't feel the need for a particularly good weapon.

I stopped by Grasmear. You were gonna do it a month?

‘Ember.'

After that, he tried to head for Ember.

‘Embarra.

The city where T&T is based.

The city Rubia wanted to go to.

A neutral city that, paradoxically, becomes the first pile of jets when war breaks out.

What do you think?

I think it would be okay to target that city this time.

We can't go now.

War is imminent. One year later, Ember is nothing but ashes and rubble.

Thousands of municipalities, one by one, all suffocate.

Let's go there.

You might have an answer.

"Are you an anarchist? Skeletons don't have a country, so it might be a good fit. ’

Suddenly, it reminds me of what Rubia said.

I waited quietly until the popularity disappeared completely.

The man in uniform makes you nervous, but the guards hardly look over here, speeding up the horse. Thanks to you, I avoided useless commotion.

Srruck.

I walked out of the forest.

I walked to my original destination, Dry Cemetery. Wherever I go, I want to read a book.

I crossed a small bridge with a stream running down it.

A crude bridge made by defeating a long wooden ladder. We're almost there.

I can see far away.

♪ Shoot it ] ♪ Oh, I see.

A waterfall that flows down the stone steps.

There is a surge of energy. A white bubble bursts.

We can go down there.

I don't know why, but it's a dry underground cemetery.

The best environment for reading.

Read a book for a day, relax, and then go on your way.

It was when I thought that.

Suddenly, round behind.

You hear a small voice.

My whole body was loosened.

The field of view descends toward the ground.

The image of Lena that I just saw went through my head like a vision.

Are you dying? Why, how? ’

Tuck.

A thin consciousness was broken.

I went straight into the darkness.

[System message]

EX Rank is the understanding of [caster's species: skeleton].]

[You may leave the target unavailable.]

[I fell asleep.]

[Fairy tale rate drops.]

[87.0413%.]

[Up to 2.0413.]

It's all dark. I'm conscious, but I can't see back.

Only translucent blue windows.

It just comes up in the air. I started reading the messages.

[I went to sleep.]

[The toxins in your mind wash away.]

[Self-infliction has been somewhat alleviated.]

[Guilt has been lightened a bit.]

[Once you continue to get used to sleep, you will have a chance to dream.]]

['Dream' interferes with the effects of sleep and often produces special effects.]

‘Sleep? Are you trying to sleep? "

It's the first time I've ever been there. I've seen Lena sleep a lot.

When I survived my first night, I remember Rubia lying on my thighs in a cave.

Schuester Circubus didn't seem to need to sleep, but he used to sleep like play.

At first, I thought I was going to die. He's out of consciousness.

But I woke up again.

It was a strange and strange experience to come back after the ceremony.

Under the message that you woke up.

Other messages are subtractive.

[You are being influenced by the settlement.]

< Almighty Reduction >

Slow Down

Anti Horse Suppression

Vision restraint

EX Rank is the level of comprehension of [caster's species: skeleton]. Increases the power of the Summit by 4,000%.]

[Depending on the caster's will, your 'all stats' are expressed with a 97% decrease.]

[Visibility decreases 97%.]

"Conclusion?"

Only after reading the message do I slowly reflect on my condition.

I can't lift a finger.

It is attached to a rocky, cold floor.

I don't see anything. Nothing can move. Losing sight makes time unfamiliar.

It stretches like an eagle.

It seemed like a short time seemed to be infinitely long, and a long time seemed to be very short.

Knock.

_Knock knock.

I hear the sound of tears falling.

‘A cave.’

bumpy, hard stone floors;

A cave made by the sound of drops of oil falling from it.

It was the moment I realized that.

[Totality inhibition is adjusted. Stats are expressed with 85% reduction.]

[Field of view reduction is adjusted.]

Dallac.

I feel a little bit overwhelmed.

Put your hands on the ground. The ground is hard. You bend forward and get up. That's all I could do.

Someone is making fun of me.

"Conclusion"? ’

Your body is heavy. It's hung from dozens of massive iron bars. But I'm just too used to strong abilities.

That's what it was like when you first woke up from the grave.

You swing your hand around.

It's still only black. I stubbed down. The armor is peeled off. The hard bones are revealed.

Thug. Thug.

Tap with your fingertips. A spine, ribs, and pelvis I've touched in a long time. I was wearing armor the whole time, so I didn't have anything to touch.

Place your finger between your lower arm bones.

I can feel it. It's new.

Dallac!

I walked slowly forward.

[Hello?]

Hey, hey, hey.

A voice echoes in my head.

It sounds like 'imprinting' on the skull. It looks like a giant bell hit the inside of your head.

‘Hmm.'

They were heading for the dry catacombs. Holding Kevin Ashton's book on either side, he turned to the room where he could quietly read.

You hide in the bushes, avoiding a small commotion.

I rushed the road again. Then his consciousness went out.

‘That's a lot.’

I felt helpless.

I remembered my last life. I thought I was getting stronger, but I ended up in the palm of Slime's hand.

Not just in the dimension of Force Ditch, the overall capability is too lacking.

This time, he has barely come back to life, but is unconscious and in an unknown place.

The user doesn't know who the target is or what the target is for.

But there are some hopeful things.

Not tied down. It's as if it was carefully sounded and transported.

We can't just sit here.

If there are spectators.

Be proactive. Otherwise, it may be discarded immediately.

I stepped forward.

Dallac!

It wasn't me. The sound comes from behind. I looked back for a moment. In the dark, you see something faint.

Skeletons?

It's coming towards me. Seeing it up close and personal. He's about my size.

A little taller, a little more developed jawbone?

The nostrils are also slightly larger. There is no significant difference.

Anything else.

Maybe he used a fist. Your knuckles are quite thick compared to your body.

I focused on him.

I don't think he abducted me here. That's why he looks so humble and weak.

Slow. Slow.

? Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

He hits his teeth hard.

I feel hostile. I think they're trying to attack me. Maybe he's talking to you. I waited a while.

The price of waiting was severe.

He came close, waving his fist at me. Slightly strong, but not at all fast

Not fast.

Out of the way!

I was slower than him.

A fist made of bone strikes my skull. The head is turned back.

Dallac!

You take a few miserable steps back.

I felt a little overwhelmed. It's just a light punch.

But my body is also light.

Tak!

The rounds soon hit the wall. I couldn't take it any further.

A firm fist with both hands approached me.

Daglac!

You grope around, but you can't find anything. There's nothing to use as a weapon.