Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

The wind blows.

It is thick enough to break a branch, but does not break through the shield and tears both ways.

I looked at the tombstone as if I had forgotten something.

I couldn't recognize the name because it was corrupted as before.

A sighing wind carries through the gravestone several times.

Is there a special place around the graveyard?

I wanted to look around.

Based on the level 5 magic knowledge that Isaac absorbed, I thought I might see something different.

But no matter how much I looked at mountains, water, rocks, or trees, I couldn't find any special laws.

A smokeless cemetery without any characteristic features, such as landmarks and scars.

It doesn't have a special kind of flesh in it. I don't feel the Origin of Magic, Astronomy, or Yin Yin Yang.

Strangely colorless.

[Activates Magic Detection Lv.3!]

It's where Isaac was locked up in search of my true calling.

I thought there might be something. [No trace found.] Nothing.

Well, if anything, Isaac would have found it first.

The forest does not let down a single moonlight point.

I looked.

Where I fought with two human hunters several times. Not even the ones with hammers and crossbows.

There are no traces of hunting or hunting.

No signs of struggle, no smell of blood or bodily fluids.

Not after everything's done.

Perhaps he woke up too early, but when he saw the thunder pattern, the broken branches, and the soil being dug up, the time when he woke up was still the same.

Only thing missing was Rubia.

What the hell happened to her that made her disappear?

I couldn't figure out why.

Boom! Boom!

The lightning strikes. The thunder rumbles deep within you.

You walk through the crumbling dirt.

Even with my weight, I didn't think the soil would settle, and it rained so hard that my feet fell down. The clay was washed down by the rain.

The grave was again covered in mud.

The bodies lying inside were irrelevant.

No, actually, it's a shameless grave with no one to come to. It doesn't matter to everyone anyway.

Except for a guy like Ruby.

What the hell happened to her?

When I'm thinking of going to Erastor and checking it out.

Thief. Thief. Bow Duck

You hear something strange a few hundred meters away.

Not the sound of rain, not the sound of wind, not the sound of worms.

The sound of heavy raindrops bouncing off artificial objects.

"Wu. San? ’

And the next step.

Hunters?

Immediately after activating the Detection Skill, you hear a human conversation.

Three humans.

It's the voice of an old man and a strange woman who I remember hearing from somewhere.

“Miss, is this the right choice? There are many ways to get help. Just the connections of my predecessor.

“Actually, I think so, too. Suddenly, a commando.

They were skeptical voices.

An unforgettable voice intervenes between the two.

“No, I'm sure. ”

A voice that can be distinguished at once from thousands of shouts.

You hear a clear voice even when thunder strikes.

Rubia doesn't disappear.

He's slowly coming up towards me, down there.

“If only one of them would do as you say. What can one skeleton soldier do? ”

The old man speaks.

I'm sure you've seen it, but you've heard it before.

Rubia cut him off completely.

“Let's not argue about this. You can go back if you want. ”

“A. You know I'm not.” Hmmm! I, too, am risking my own life. ”

“I know, but I'm going to do what I want with this. ”

“Yes. Whatever you choose, we will follow.

What the hell is going on?

Until now, when Rubia came here, she fell hard, slipped and got wet in the rain and came alone.

But it's not that hard at all now.

His breath sounds are not greatly distorted and he is also attached to the performance.

The distance is imminent.

Tofu Duck

I had never seen anything like it.

Ray Rubia.

She, the rightful successor to the Erasts in the Territory, has walked with two attendants to the tomb from which I escaped, bearing a large umbrella.

Rubia walks straight to my grave without hesitation.

Even a parent's grave worshipping once a year won't be that straightforward. There is no deviation of a single tooth in the direction.

Buck up.

The mud splashes lightly, but Rubia walks indifferently.

Ray Rubia stands beside my grave, clothed with a dark barbarian that is comfortable to work in, not an old dark robe, nor an clumsy semi-dress.

I stood around the hillside killing Pretcher off the horse and stared at her quietly.

It's not a silly dagger you're wearing on your waist.

A properly decorated wash sword.

If you pull it out, you can easily stab a broken-headed ram by walking.

I was happy to run to her again, whether she was missing or not.

However, things are completely different from before.

We need to keep an eye out.

“Well, miss? Is this the right place?"

• Le!

An old man who was following me raised a torch toward my tomb.

I just came up and the torch shaking the empty grave shook uneasy.

Maybe Rubia would have tried to wake me up if I'd just laid down a little bit more.

Rubia looks at the empty tomb and shakes her eyes.

It was a severe turbulence.

“This is the place. That's right.

The two attendants look each other in the eye and shake their heads quietly.

“Obviously. I should be here.

I need you to stay with me. Rubia's shoulder is slammed.

How did you know I was in that tomb?

Of course, the attendants said it was natural.

“Madam, are you going down now? ”

Rubia walks through the mud as if it were raining, drenched and wet.

“Lady!"

The attendant hurriedly put an umbrella on her.

“In a dream. Obviously a revelation. The attendant stops her from going down to the grave. You'll see an empty grave out there anyway.

I'm sorry to see you go.

I have a hunch if I'm dreaming. Lena did, too.

When I got my liking up to 60 and came back to the cave, I was remembered as a dream form by Lena.

Does that apply to Rubia now?

‘Status window.’

Tiring!

I read the blue spear before my eyes calmly, one by one.

[Name: Ray Rubia]

[Favor: 11]

[Likeability Limit: 50] (Plus)

[Scenario is in progress.]

Initial calibration is made based on [Achievement likelihood (50).]

[Violent Waiting The Character Is

He died waiting only for you until the end. Initial calibration is made in addition.]

The message that comes out of the air feels awful. Just thinking about Rubia, who died waiting for me, the air freezes over.

I try to keep thinking about Rubia's status window.

[Monarch Lv.1] (Plus)

[Commander Lv.2] (Plus)

[Apostle Lv.3] (Plus)

[HP: 12] (Plus)

[Force: 13] (Plus)

[Agility: 16] (Plus)

[Wisdom: 21] (Plus)

[The following traits are enhanced:]

Language Talent: Get to know most languages very quickly. It's a gift to familiarize yourself with a language that you don't know at all, or a system that has enough samples.

Good-bearer: If the tendency is not extreme, those who are hostile to her feel an unknown guilt. Those who prefer neutrality are more likely to support her.

This characteristic is due to the fundamental atmosphere of existence, not appearance. It applies to reason, homosexuality and race. However, if there is persistent damage or deformation to the appearance, the nature may be recovered depending on the situation.

It's a scary story.

Messages don't seem to conceal malice.

You bring down Rubia's Stat Spear.

All previous skills are preserved and there are new ones attached.

Reached a level 2 swordsmanship skill that I don't know who taught me.

And the job of a monarch.

I don't know what it looks like.

Again, the situation changed.

Shoot

The sight of Rubia looking at an empty grave is particularly lonely.

“Ma'am, if you'll excuse me, The woman standing next to you talks.

A woman with a sharp impression who is quick to notice and can work well.

The old man on the other side is also a face I have seen.

Chancellor Illyriar.

Tough man, rescued from prison by Rubia when Erastor was captured alone.

The change in Rubia's stats has affected

It seemed to have changed the environment.

The humans who should be in prison are holding her captive.

Should I show up now?

I hesitated.

She died as a devil worshiper in her past life because of me.

The two who are now with her are her thorough minions, but I also want to avoid small risks.

I've been told I use commander's maneuver, but going back to the castle with nothing in my empty tomb and actually having me

Meeting is a completely different story. It is completely different for ordinary humans to accept it.

The old man talks to Rubia, who looks lonely.

“It's not good to keep the castle empty for long. I don't know what Kirk's up to anymore. ”

“Ha.”

Rubia sighs a little.

“Okay, let's go back. ”

She begins to return to the ragged Erasts.

Is he still there? Looks like you've only been out for a day.

Looks like Uncle's staying in the castle, too.

Are you...

[Activate Detection Lv.7!]

However, the sound of rain and valleys rising rapidly makes no sense at all about the human race pursuing Rubia.

It looks safe for now.

I find myself worrying, trampling silently behind her.

So far, I thought Rubia woke me up.

Following her clumsy command, I thought I was awake in the tomb.

But this makes it clear.

Rubia was already awake before she even got near.

Does what I did have anything to do with her existence?

The status window says that Rubia is my master, and that the benefits

I got a big one.

I didn't know what was happening.

It's just that I thought of her as a master.

It may have worked because she believed she raised me from the grave.

Do you think Isaac is a master, or does that apply to you if you think Trophin Nanau is a master?

I was confused.

However, the sadness I felt as I watched Rubia walk around in drowsiness buried the confusion.

Should I show up now? Do you remember me?

Rubia is more likely to come to me favorably if there are vague emotions and memories like Lena's. Might rely entirely on it

But it seemed irresponsible in its own way.

I didn't want to reveal myself if I couldn't solve everything from beginning to end.

[Violent Waiting The character waits only for you until the end.

Dead. Additional initial calibration.]

Translucent blue letters made me very hesitant to reveal myself.

I have no intention of giving hope to Rubia.

All I can give you is a definite result.

For now, you hide in the shadows and follow them down.