Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

It does not follow logic.

“Your succession. What the hell does rubia have to do with anything? ”

I was embarrassed and had to ask.

Not all cities have the same influence.

There is a difference between strength and prestige. Lord Grassmeer, the city of weapons. No doubt a famous man. More powerful than any lord in the south.

Be influential

But neither is the emperor.

He is not a judge appointed by the Emperor.

At the very least, the person with the title must be judged by the imperial authority.

There is no way that a lord who has stood on the Earl's throne has been given an imperial authority.

Even if I make a declaration of support, it doesn't mean much, does it?

It's not just a bunch of Necrons that are going to back down easy with a few words.

The protagonist of succession.

That's just Chandler, talking about the next town.

I am more likely not to hear a good sound.

The lord, however, continues to be polite, but does not give a straight answer.

“Haha…

He frowns with a smile instead.

“Actually, the lead actor told me not to tell. ”

It's the story of Rubia.

“Confidentiality? ”

“Yes, you were very good at predicting this. Even if I asked Silver, he asked me not to say anything about the plan. Shinhwan.

I got it. I can't ignore that serious warning. He's going to be the Lord of the Nearby. ”

“Hmmm…

It is difficult to know the intentions of Rubia.

Are you worried about leaking secrets?

Is that something I shouldn't know?

Lord Grasmeyr had a confident attitude.

I feel like I'm surrounded by the right clothes, not just a few buttons that have been frozen.

When I was hesitant to ask for a skewer right now.

“Check this out, too. ”

The lord opened the drawer with the key in his chest and took out the square book he had prepared.

I expanded and read from the first page.

“With Rubia. A transaction?” The lord raises one lip slightly. “That's right.”

[Activate Accounting Lv.1!]

Even with a beginner's insight, I could see it very quickly.

The book lists the transactions you've made with Rubia.

No, the word is wrong.

It's much more true to call it one-sided support than trading.

The book also had other human names written on it.

Ray Kirk.

In complete contrast to Rubia's unilateral support, he was almost dried up and killed.

“It's Yube. He actually does a lot more than I do. Not yet.”

The Lord smiled modestly, but the hard work on the books is not light enough to smile and pass on.

If it was short, it was short time.

In the meantime, Lord Yube and Lord Grasmear have not overlooked my request, but have done everything in their power to serve Rubia.

“Thank you for your help. ”

“No big deal. I was happy to think it was my last job. ”

Lord Grasmear smiles and speaks.

“Not enough. I look forward to my future lords as well. ”

He gives Chandler a glimpse of his trust and grabs his son's hand.

“I'm sure you'll figure it out, but I'll be more than happy to cooperate. ”

The lord nods and looks satisfied.

“I have a place I'd like to show you. I'll take you this way.”

“I see.”

The lord takes me and Chandler downstairs.

Past the Blood Crow fragment, into the temple where Isaac was once sealed.

Kuku ku ku...!

Wide open spaces lie beyond the massive door, and the interior is very bright.

The place where only the immovable golems and shaman's sarcophagus were alive was different from before.

“Hail to the Lord! ”

Bang!

Hundreds of soldiers who were training inside stopped moving and saluted the lord in unison.

It was a crowd I had never seen.

“No, thank you. Do what you used to do. ”

The lord shakes his hand.

Chandler asks the question first.

“Father, are these...? ”

“Secret breeders. ”

Shotgun!

Soldiers continue their training.

All the scarecrows on the wall are pierced by steel arrows.

The arrow breaks even the thick wooden plank set behind the scarecrow.

Power and convenience over Enhanced Crossbows.

It's fast-paced, yet impressive to see an iron bullet fired from a bracelet.

It was a weapon I had never seen on the battlefield. The lord smiles slightly.

“Thank God you're here as a regular member of the Merchants Guild. ”

“So?”

“with the technicians they introduced.

This equipment was crafted by our blacksmiths in collaboration. It takes time to make, and it's hard to supply materials. ”Hiya! ”

Disperse!

The next pair of scarecrows fall down with arrows in their swords. It's quite a group to call a Marine.

“Since when?”

“Eun-gong started training after saving us. It's too late.

Before that, I wasn't really motivated. ”

It's Isaac.

There's no way he's motivated to come alive in real time.

Now, we are taking various actions until we pass it on to our son.

“Also, if you get swept away as an armory, there's nothing left. Aren't we particularly borderline? ”

A gentle aversion to the Imperial Court.

Did Captain Nexmond tell you about me?

No, it's Lord Grassmeer, after all.

It may seem natural to you.

The Lord's eyes are strange.

We can't do anything against the Imperial Court with these soldiers.

The lord knows, and I know.

Can they have meaning?

When someone close to the sword salary or a wizard starts to intervene in the battlefield, the number loses its meaning.

I can kill enough soldiers here alone in ten minutes.

But these soldiers, let's see.

I could clearly see the will of life. Flying bugs struggle to avoid spider webs. No one just dies where they are.

I grind it to the very end to resist natural history.

Of course, the lord is wise.

There are only four swordsmen, and Wizard # doesn't come out of the North Tower very well unless something goes wrong.

After all, the sword dispatched from the Imperial Court is more likely to encounter a natural disaster.

Everyday touches are trivial and overbearing hordes that inflict disasters.

Thinking about such things, the act of a lord secretly raising a military may surprisingly be quite reasonable.

He looked at the soldiers and said carelessly.

“Training, can I help you? ”

Chandler's eyes flash brighter than the lord.

“Let me too! ”

“Do you mind? ”

“It's not difficult. ”

“Thank you very much. The grace I've received so far is like heaven... How can I ever repay you?

Appropriate for the Lord of Greetings

I return the favor and head between the soldiers.

Raising Grasmear's power is not a bad choice.

Chandler, the next Lord.

He likes me more than most. If it has the power to use, it means that I have detailed control over it.

There is no small chance that Humans will have to surface to help Rubia.

Worth training.

“Ugh... ugh.

The skills absorbed by the Kraken were even effective in training.

Is it considered practical just to lure fear into the feuding world?

Educational Skill EXP rose faster and I know more than I want to.

[You got Physical Training Lv.0!] [spear…]

[Intensive sword training has been performed on opponents of various talents.]

[Slash Training Lv.3!] [Enables student assignment.]

[Current number of pupils: 0/10]

Subjects who are accepted as students can easily gain intimacy through a duel.

Depending on the disciple's performance, your reputation will increase further.

A fun skill.

[You can assign opponent.] [Specifiable…]

[Possible…]

You can assign a student to a hundred of them in front of you.

Of course, I don't intend to apprentice people I barely know.

Only 10 can be specified.

More education levels, more numbers.

I don't know, but I have to think about putting Chandler in right now.

Anyway...

“This is as far as I go. ”

I finished speaking briefly.

It wasn't long, but the soldiers' level rose steadily.

Destroying them is not even a matter of time.

The holes were clearly visible, and I was able to give you the experience of being cut by the neck and stitched by the heart even if I just breathed life without hitting it directly.

The training efficiency was explosive.

I filled in some points.

Made a much more useful force.

You unilaterally ignore Chandler, wanting to follow her anywhere, and pull yourself out and head for Erastor.

‘Hidden. Detected. ’

I hid the pillars and crossed the gate.

It may take longer to get underground than I thought, but there are no slopes in the city.

I'm sure they're slower than I am when I flinch, but...

I spent a lot of time in Grasmear.

Even if it's not an Erast, it's a good thing if you go where you want to go.

Boarding school!

After a brief tour of the city, you make your way to the fortress of Rubia.

I heard the news. I also checked the books. But I wanted to see Rubia for myself. Isaac's condition remains intact. Even if the ghosts can't get in.

It is dangerous to show up here without hitting.

We don't know where the Imperial Ghosts are lurking, just waiting for someone to show up.

I wanted to hide and see.

Has it changed a lot?

I wonder how my work has affected her.

Someone's voice is caught in the active detection area.

“That's it. A friendly match for Lord Grasmear. ”

Five people...

Humans in familiar outfits lie face down with telescopes.

“Khh. Should I shoot some arrows from here? ”

“Idiot, stop. There's no way that monster female is going to just take you in. If I shoot from here, I won't go. ”

“Shouldn't we be out there working? ”

“I'm going to lose. The boss has a plan. We have to publicly humiliate him. ”

“Hnng…

“Let's get inside. ”

Kirk's herd is leaving.

Shame on you?

Friendly game?

It may have something to do with what Lord Grassmeer said.

I thought I might step on it straight back, but once I left it there, I approached the vacant lot in front of the fortress.

Sameen!

The blade slashes the air, not matching the massive size.

Cristina was the one they were spying on through the telescope.

Continuous movements are very smooth.

Looks like you've improved more than you've ever seen before.

He looks trustworthy.

This would be good to appoint as a disciple.

It was when I looked at her for a moment. “Cristina?"

Familiar voices irritate the air. Open resistance, passageway to empty space. She walks a worn ladder in the long rainy season.

Maybe it's because I was separated.

Maybe it's because they asked Lord Grasmear and the Merchant Guild for help.

Rubia is still alive and well.

I looked at her for a while, and I saw the status window. ’

I inadvertently float it first. I see a new item.

[Current Ruling City Erast]

[Conquest Void Lv.2]

Temporary level obtained at a stage that has not yet been crowned official lord. However,

The results that have been accumulated so far are reflected immediately at the time of the comeback.

[The level of rule depends on the progress of the territory and the beliefs of the people around it...]

Ruling Level 2.

So you've already won by half.

Without someone's overwhelming intervention, he'll make a fine lord.

“Cristina, are you sure you're okay? ”

But Rubia's face is filled with worries. Emotions conveyed vividly in a rich gesture.

“No problem.”

The Guardian replies with a firm tone, like a rock, full of resolutions.

Victory or defeat, there's nothing you can do with a friendly match.

Especially when it has nothing to do with Erastor's surroundings.

Cristina is strong enough to worry about death or injury in the game.

Whatever comes out of Kirk's side, she's gonna win.

“But...

I didn't know what to worry about.

Cristina lowered her voice a little.

I opened my mouth.

It was a whisper so small it could never be heard unless it was a detection skill.

“Just trust me. Aren't there any other lords on the line? ”