Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

Weeing.

The only thing down here is the black wall.

It was a necromancer who appeared with five Durahan.

“Gis!”

“Hahaha... Well done, Elwin. ”

Gizgerai laughs at the sadness buried in the cries of the starlight fox.

“You've done a great job. Our guests...

Have you guys had a good look at Ember? ”

My lips are red and fluffy.

Even Doctor Seola, who was standing quietly next to me, nodded lightly like a greeting.

“Yes! I never imagined this place would be so amazing! ”

“Hehe. The lord's got an interesting escort. I think it'll come out much more than my zombies... ”

The atmosphere becomes turbulent for a moment.

‘Gilrout... It's been a long time. ’

I looked at the five Durahans.

Of course, I don't remember them fighting together at the stables, but alone.

I felt intimate.

‘You're not hurt. ’

Everyone seemed to be here safely.

After reviewing the seven coming down, I suddenly realized.

Someone who should be.

Invisible.

“What about Lena?”

I wonder if the people who got out of the car came without Lena.

Gizgerai shrugs and looks away.

A black shadow moves forward.

“I used to disguise my troops as supplies and send them well.... I didn't get on the boat at the last minute. ”

Durahan Andrey replies.

“Why?”

“I told Ember I needed to work, that I needed to rest. You said you'd stay a while and rest. ”

“... Lena wants to rest? ”

A warning rang in my head.

I've never seen her take a break before.

Rather, I'm more of a work addict.

In the life that we've met,

I've always been prepared again.

I have always conspired, made deals, made contact, and moved in secret and swiftly under the water.

Lena is the one who's trying to make a move even when everyone is sober.

It was always at a time when I wasn't as competent as I am now.

When I go to meet Purson's followers.

When I was fainting in the cave.

I have taken measures in every number of cases and found a way out of the crisis.

I've never been playing.

Lena didn't come to Ember to rest like that?

“I could use a break. ”

“Rest... You believe that? ”

Moreover, Ember's side is much safer when rested.

Of course it's a blueprint.

Gizgerai smiles nervously, asking.

“Trust in judgment, rather than words themselves. ”

“Trust... judgment?" ”

“If Lena said that, I want you to think about what we said. Shouldn't you trust that judgment? ”

I never thought of it that way. I was speechless.

“That's what colleagues are for. ”

The necromancer lays a hand on Durahan's shoulders.

‘Co-workers...' ’

I quietly muttered the word.

Empower.

If only we could trust each other.

Lena is probably the closest thing I've ever come to being a colleague, repeating my impossible life.

The pendant she gave me.

The cost of clearing the scenario.

I took the succession item quietly outside and touched it.

“And even if I die... ”

Gizgerai spoke softly.

“Why don't we start again next time? ”

“What the……! ”

It's horrible to imagine Lena's death.

Her death so far has been entirely my responsibility.

But this time is different.

Judging by Lena's intuition.

‘Failure was when I did what I wanted. ’

You have to trust Lena.

Her senses are already a domain of skill or power.

I can't babble about it.

I'm sure Lena has a plan.

“By the way... I think it's time we heard what the nun had analyzed. ”

In the Necromancer's request, a nun named

You nod.

“I'll say it again. The first light is

Shoot me...

The foam on the coast that failed to glide was shattered, and the light buried there was shattered.

From the far side of the sea, the foam kept drifting in the wind, and as Lena scattered her hair around, she calmed down one block of paper at a time.

Read it.

An informational report from Daliak to Coastal Base 4 east of the Trophin Brigade.

While carrying Gizgerai's magical forces.

The daily information report was being read as closely as usual.

No, rather.

I didn't even know what kind of obsession I was under to read it in detail.

Padden!

“Espionage that's been here until now. Here's another batch. ”

“Hmm.”

She didn't have to do an Information Auction.

You can write the names of the Red Flake and Tropical Brigades at the same time.

You don't have to ask an auctioneer who's a member of the Red Flake to break the rules and steal all the information.

Given their equity, the latest information was officially all readily available.

“By the way, you'll be on your way to Ember soon.

Most of what comes in here is Empire intel, right? ”

A thin servant mutters.

Maybe he's right.

There's a boat headed straight for Ember.

This is an orderly ascent of undead forces, one by one, under the direction of Durahan. A member of the Tropical Brigade looks at the end of the ship and asks.

“Chief? Shouldn't you be on board by now? ”

But...

Lena's got nothing on me.

She kept staring at the report and spitting it out.

“W-what is this? ”

A report crumples slowly from the hand.

“Anything? ”

“The Imperial Quarterly Summit has been convened. ”

“Yes, that's right. ”

“Isn't that a lot of branches to be summoned yet? ”

“Well, it's halfway there, so it's possible. ”

“No, it's weird. ”

Lena cuts the horse.

“Conventionally, why hasn't anything been opened at the beginning of the quarter? Because there's no Lawrence Tartier. ”

Laurence Tartier is the head of the Imperial Intelligence Agency's ghost, the First International Sword, and only three ducs.

A planner among the tentacles.

“Is that so? ”

Lena nods.

“I didn't announce it, but of course I did. Lawrence Tartier would have shown up. What the hell is this guy doing?

I wonder if he's here. ”

Then.

“That's right!”

At that moment, a voice came from a different direction.

He was a new servant of the Old West.

“I just got it. An intelligence that Duke Laurence has resurfaced. But……. ”

“But?”

“I've changed my outfit. ”

Lena reads briefly organized intel immediately.

‘You changed your clothes...? ’

I didn't think it would be a big deal.

The sword is just a sword.

Why don't you change your clothes? But there was a chilly feeling that gripped my heart.

What have you done so far? ’

I wanted to know where the Great Sword had come from so far.

An intuition that could not leave her comfortably grabbed her.

Lena's intuition has always been an odd fit, and she has always followed her intuition even when her head and senses collide.

I was able to get through successfully.

‘You have to help. ’

I definitely wanted to be helpful to someone at Ember. To the one who has drawn herself here over and over again.

‘It's called destiny. ’

‘To help the opponent of destiny. ’

If that's what it was for, it was like a life. I could give it all I wanted.

Meeting.

It's not just this life.

I've been seeing him my whole life.

I'm confident I'll see you again.

The opposing Pokémon has nothing to lose.

Lena finally told Ulatan Durahan on the boat.

“Hey, strangless fellow. ”

“This is Andre the Knight. ”

A stiff voice echoes through the armor, whether you were named and tensed.

Lena smiles.

“Does saying your name give you a neck that wasn't there? Anyway... I don't drive the boat, so you two go by yourselves. The captain will do well, and there's nothing I can do to help him. ”

How to develop a situation of anxiety

I'm not leaving Amber.

If the missing Duke of Lawrence starts to move.

Someone needs to monitor what happens in the Empire in real time.

“... I heard you're going with the Lord. ”

“Tell him I'm taking a break. I don't want to work there anymore. ”

She didn't want to worry about herself at Ember.

Besides, nothing's happening right now.

Everything is still suspicious.

‘There's nothing to say. ’

“• Got it. ”

“Andrey, can I leave her? ”

Owen asked.

“I wasn't told to bring her here by force. Let it go.”

Hamelin replied:

Lena was impressed by the conversation.

“Wouldn't it hurt me if people got their heads cut off because they couldn't fight? ”

“Captain! Let's go! ”

I watched the boat until it was completely invisible, then rode for three days off the coast to the capital.

Upon arrival, an informant told me that Duke Laurence had declared war on Ember.

Guess... No, it's intuitive.

‘Good thing I didn't go to Ember. ’

Lena strokes the cat on her knees gently, and asks the Imperial Informant who told her the story.

“So what happened? ”

Imperial Informant.

Earl Pietro smiled and replied.

“You leave your forces behind for a while, then suddenly come out and declare war, and there will be no opposition?" I think the ghosts' activity is getting strangely low. ”

Politics is a game of balance.

Moreover, disappearances that were not short caused fear and trust to be lost at the same time.

“The method was too crude. All the other men who stood still, the Duke,

I didn't want to be overwhelmed by power, so a lot of people opposed the war. ”

Moreover, the new duchess discarded all the strange old fur.

It worked very strangely.

Throw away the bizarre accent and outfit of an exaggerated woman.

Supporting and liking him completely, both in formal swordsmanship and in speech, many people began to be much more wary of Duke Laurence.

“It's interesting. ”

Especially those with power.

While the duc had the characteristic of dressing up and acting, people strangely lowered their vigilance.

It was interpreted as mental disability and unhappiness and was considered to be a fatal weakness.

The One Who Lost His Weakness.

As he appeared normal, people began to feel unpleasant for some reason.

Like frowning at someone who had postponed a disability.

As if there was no such thing as a man who overcame misfortune cleanly somewhere in his heart.

An Imperial Informant of the Trophin Brigade.

Earl Pietro, a member of the Neutral Party, explained.

“I'm on the Duke's side now, leading Cardinal Graciem, the Order of Yemera, the Trinity, the Duke of Vibrio, and the Insane Hun. ”

Cruel trio of swords, Kwenty.

The Church of Yemera reciting a doctrine filled with pain and scream.

Vibrio, the high priest of Bothys,

The minion's frenzied hoon pie.

It's so obvious.

But...

“What about your wife, your ambassador, your valet? ”

Earl Pietro replied to Lena's sharp question of patting her cat's cheeks along the direction of her fur.

“I don't trust the duc. New radio waves are converging quietly around the maternal Libretreel. ”

Lena turns to Earl Pietro. He stares at him for a moment and shakes his head.

“... I'm not. ”

That's all theater is.

Even Earl Pietro, the bright-eyed informant, deceives even him.

“How do you know? ”

“I just know. ”

‘I heard it clearly. ’

It is information that has already been heard from regretters who have experienced this world line several times.

The mothers, ambassadors, fanatics, servants, ambassadors and imperial dispatch horses are all in one piece.

All to wage war.

“It's absolute information. ”

They're going to collect all the radio waves at once and wipe them all out.

“Just pretend like you don't know anything. Don't get involved anywhere. Hold still.”

“I understand.”

A man with a simple command bows his head and leaves.

‘… is moving. ’

It is important to announce when the war will begin.

Lena thinks.

‘I have to do this here. ’

We must stay close to the capital and convey the situation closely.

Empires and Embers are an unparalleled environment in the Old West. You need to gather the right information and communicate it well at once.

"Ship or airship. That's a lot of responsibility. ’

We should start investigating the imperial core.

Lena's power alone is not enough.

‘You have to be the best prepared. ’

And...

The opponent is very close to making the best preparations.

After popularity disappears.

She said to the little white cat, who was stroked.

“Prophets?”

[Yes, tell me.]

The cat rubs its head against Lena's finger.

“Could you prepare the 'invisible piece of cloth' spell? I'm the Fish Electric. past, present and future. ”

[You're making the hard stuff go away. You want to step on Lawrence Tartier's back?]

Lena shakes her head.

“I didn't mean to be reckless in the first place. My life is the most precious thing in the world. We have to dig out the ones that look easy first. ”

Of course, we don't try to step on Laurence Tartier from the start.

‘That's the last one. ’

Of course, none of the others are worthy opponents.

[Meow…….]

The curled cat slowly stretched its base longer than my height.

Am I warming up?

Charunian, the Cat Shaman.

She was also by Lena's side in this world.

Slowly and slowly, surviving a very long time.