Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

I definitely remember it.

What my mother hunted was inherited 12 times by Garvera.

He's been alive for 120 years. But the one you just killed was a newborn.

"Succession" is a newly born young individual after being cut off.

It was strange.

If the lieutenant who brought me Mother's Sword completely destroyed Garvera, then there would be no seed here at all.

It fails to track and disappears.

If not, then 120 years old adult should come out of here.

Neither agree nor disagree

I felt cold.

Even after searching the entire forest, Saint Garveh did not appear.

Just in case, Leandro came out for a year after spending a few more months in the forest. Even if I looked for another forest, I couldn't find the answer, and Leandro finally went to Laura.

Vengeance wasn't easy, either.

He was the head of Imperial Shadow, after he learned that he was the greatest swordsman in the world.

“Hey, you've finally come to me!” It was very simple to meet Laura by name. It was like I had underfed everything in advance.

“The previous offer, is it still valid? ”

“Oh, yes! Is there any room for you to think about? ”

“I don't know. Maybe the proximal knights. ”

Laura's expression, which seemed to agree with anything, fades.

“Ah. A little bit of you. What happens in the Imperial Court is that a girl's breath

I'm not crazy. I need you to close your eyes. ”

As expected.

Rumor has it he's controlling the Imperial Court among the cancers, but he doesn't want to be a part of his core realm.

What would you say if you wanted to be a lieutenant at all?

I refused once.

In this situation, we don't know as much about what happened 10 years ago as we do.

Settle down nearby and gather information.

Then it would be better if it was easier to create from scratch.

“Then to the Blue Lion Knights. ”

Laura opens her eyes wide.

Surprisingly.

I don't feel like rejecting it.

“Oh? Really? With those guys? ”

“Trouble?”

“No, but I'm sure you'll feel some pressure if you take care of them. I was only using it for financing and for promotion. Hoho.Ordinarily?” “I'm in charge. ”

“Okay, I'll push! ”

Laura did not ask for anything and delegated the power of the Knights.

It's been a year.

Leandro has completely taken over the Blue Lion Knights.

The originals have been stripped of their ranks. Instead of turning him into an external student, he allowed him to continue to spit out the funds he had helped.

There was an official rebuttal, but Laura was insensitive. An unofficial assassination attempt did not pose any threat.

Rather, the target is a specific target. It wears Leandro's clothing, but it's hardened.

It's been two years.

After cleaning the interior, I focused on growing talent with the vast budget I had accumulated.

I didn't ask him where he was from.

A good family member had an abundance of choices. Rather, I found the favela in the capital. A large city inevitably created a slum, and the capital slum was a bigger hut than that of any city.

No proper infrastructure, and no security. Crime, sickness and fear engulfed the alley.

They served their country, but the country didn't serve them.

Leandro needs to get to that place right now.

There was no way to take responsibility.

I used to salvage children who seemed talented and poisonous, only in line with their own purposes.

It's been three years.

Leandro looks at the Humans gathered in front of him.

The number of people who saw his work in the Slum and heard rumors so far is roughly 300.

Of course, we cannot accept all of them.

“You've heard the stories. I've wasted your time. Most of you will return here at no cost. ”

The crowd is rumbling.

Leandro runs the Blue Lion Knights and realizes he can't be as talented as himself.

I just stumbled upon another talent as an educator.

His leadership skills have increased so fast that they can't even be compared.

“There may be only one person who survives this test, and there may not be even one person. You all feel fooled by the nobles once again, and the possibility of returning home with only a tired body is overwhelming. ”

will be distributed.

Thought it would not be a meaningful consolation, but rumors have already spread.

I also see a boy who looks at me to finish the process quickly and ask for bread only.

It didn't matter. It was good if bread could be handed out.

Talent in exams, not attitude.

When you roll in a place where even consciousness can't be solved, your attitude to life is a mess.

The infant mortality rate in the favelas is ten times higher than in the center of the capital. It was abuse to expect a sincere expression from a boy who grew up watching his brothers' corpses.

“I'm not going to pretend I can do this with my mind. Only talent will be thoroughly tested. ”

The criteria were high.

I had no intention of doing charity.

The capital nobles were astonished at the fact that they were gathering regular knights around the slums.

You have to have real talent to convince others you're from the Slum.

I looked back at hundreds of people.

Maybe one of us can make it out of here.

I thought so and selected and trained again.

Surprisingly, the Blue Lion Knights had quite a high proportion of the elite's restraints.

Among the other knights and noble young men who had mastered the art of swordsmanship, many were seduced by the rumors of Leandro who fought against the International Sword at only 19 years old.

They didn't take their origins very seriously. Rather, I wanted to be free of it. They were talented because they had high status but wanted to be judged by their skills.

I had no reason to.

The noble disciples who came that way and the slums that Leandro had thoroughly tested his talents had created a new Blue Lion Knights.

The former adores Leandro, who is only a few years older than himself, and the latter holds onto his lifeline, his own.

As the Knights march, Leandro strikes a full-scale blow against the Horsemen.

I watched quietly by his side and only just before I died.

With arms crossed, the situation was completely under control at every moment, and training efficiency was almost overwhelming compared to the casualties of one person.

Not to mention loyalty.

In the meantime, I have specialized in a number of secret missions.

I've been in makeup for five years.

Twenty-five days.

Leandro found something passing by the Imperial Palace.

It was a snake-winged monster.

Milk was as fast as it was running, and there was no way anyone could think of it as a hallucination.

Leandro, who was alone, chases the snake away.

It seemed meaningful and hard to chase.

I was leaning on my gut for almost a step. But the direction is clearly imperial.

The more we went northwest, the less human and luminous there was.

‘It's always like this..... ’

The road to the Imperial Palace was composed of labyrinths.

If you are not guided, it is hard to go, and there is always dark fog above you that does not know why.

I could feel the guards guarding the exterior of the palace around the alley.

Five ordinary men alone were easy to cut down, but not enough to detect him.

There were no snakes, even looking around the alleyway without slowing down.

I remember asking me to go in only on a certain day.

‘Shall we go back?

But the only people he ever missed were Laura and Laurence Tartier.

Pot!

After a brief conflict, Leandro flies up the wall and over the wall like a swallow.

However, after crossing the maze alley and entering the outer palace, there was no sign of the snake.

It's just a vast forest that has been created for a long time, and Geranium, which has a rich aroma,

There were only ponds covered in colorful, wide leaves.

I was nervous when I entered the entrance of my palace through Ilien's New Testament, saying that those who were not allowed could never ascend.

“Stop.”

The dry tone was a little high. It was a cold voice mixed with iron.

The monarch who had never been blocked until now was embarrassed and stopped walking.

An opponent who cannot be seen easily enough to find his way.

“Who are you?”

“Who are you? You trampled on the Shinsegae without hiding your manners. ”

Leandro turns to look at the opponent in a decisive tone with a staircase beneath his feet.

“The Lord of Light. Is that really how you found me? ”

Sloan.

The target with the helmet draws its sword.

“Identify yourself. There was no alternative. ”

It's a little late, but the opposing Pokémon seems to be confident in their abilities as well. “Hmm?"

He looked at his opponent indiscriminately, without even touching his knife sack.

The user realizes that the mark on the target's armor is very familiar.

“If you do not identify yourself for the count of three, I will subdue you. ”

The opponent is wearing a unique symbol of the Imperial Near Crisis Bandit.

They must have come to the territory they were guarding while chasing after snakes.

“Are you the one guarding these stairs? ”

“One.”

A cold voice turns to him.

“Does anything pass through here give you a clue? ”

Somehow, Leandro's talking to the guards in front of him.

I felt it.

“By any chance, did you see a snake? ”

“Three.”

The man on the stairs narrows his breath and stabs Leandro with his sword.

The blade points toward your shoulder, as if you weren't aiming for your life. Leandro flinches his back with his bare hands.

However, the opposing Pokémon can't miss a knife without striking hard enough. The opposing Pokémon stabs it again with both hands. It must have been an unexpected force, but it spilled and did the best it could.

Leandro is forced to take two steps down the stairs. One time

I could tell by the attacks. It was an outstanding sense I had not seen recently.

When you try to ask for a name, the guard pulls out the whistle in your lap and blows hard instead of chasing you.

Profit!

Sound of alarm.

The guards from all sides surround Leandro at the same time.

“Ah, Mr. President! What are you doing here? ”

One of the running knights recognizes him.

“A target, perhaps. It's...

The cold voice of the gatekeeper, bitten down the stairs, quakes.

“Yes. Strange heading this way. There's someone after you. You really didn't see anything? ”

Everyone's gaze flashes towards the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper takes off his helmet.

For a short while, he slammed into Leandro and sweated his face without a toilet.

At that moment, Leandro stares at her dazed.

At that moment, I remembered my mother playing in the field with herself.

‘… No way. ’

I looked at the thin, cool ivory face again, but when I saw it again, it looked nothing alike.

The vision of Mother soon disappeared.

Nothing resembles it.

It's just a momentary lapse.

A good swordsman is not as good as the great mother of the Guard Commander of all time. It cannot overlap with precious memories. A mother.

I wouldn't have stopped him.

Rather, he would have caught the horse that lost his witchcraft.

But the gaze fixed on her

Somehow it was hard to take it off easily.

The short haired woman bites her lip slightly with a very mentioned expression. ". I didn't see it.”

Anyway.

It didn't look like a lie.

“Isabelle, were you guarding it properly? ”

The supervisor seems to blame the gatekeeper.

It was a man who had seen him with Duke Laurence several times.

“I did.”

“The target felt something. Then it's your fault. ”

It was then.

“Oh! What are you doing here? ”

Daughter!

The sound of a bubble banging in the fog echoes.

A man with long hair that stretches to his waist in a flowing cloak walked from a distance.

“What's the matter? I'm in a place like this and I'm shaking my head. Different?” A casual, gentle voice.

The little drops on the long head collide against each other.

Everyone bowed to the Duke.

“Maybe there's some magic in there.

Didn't you? ”

Since he decided to work in the capital, he has been honoring Duke Laurence. The duc nods with his eyes wide open.

“Oh, that's on my way. Haha.You 're amazing. It must have been hard to find a pilot. ”

It's subtle.

Five years ago, a similar discoloration flowed over the skin as it had felt since killing the first-born Garvera.

However, it is foolish to presume that the Duke has dealt with it.

The opposing Pokémon is blocking it.

If he hadn't been here, he would have had to deal with the entire capital.

“I understand.”

The baron glances at the gatekeeper with a knife and turns away. Will she be able to defend this door?

It may be hard to even protect yourself.

Somehow, I remembered Mother once again.