Industrial revolution starting with the undead

"Creation (Creation) - Skeleton Soldier (Skeleton)!!

Skeletons are created as the bones that were placed in the center of the demon squares grow before my eyes, along with the feeling that the magic power is slowly shredded.

Now we finally have our twentieth body. Sit out loud exhaling at the feeling of gorilliness and sharpening magic. There won't be less than 10% more magic left.

Hey, hey, my breath is rough. I can see that a body in a lack of magic is looking for magic.

"Chris......"

"Yes, sir."

……

My whole body is lazy because of my lack of magic. Raising your arms is even going to be a hundred million robberies.

However, I managed to overlap my left hand with Chris, who approached me and offered me his right hand.

Gather all remaining magic and knit magic.

"... Magic Absorption (Magic Drain) Huh!

Should I say an empty glass feels like putting it inside a waterfall?

The contents of the glass are filled in an instant and overflow instantly. Naturally, the glass is my magic tolerance and the waterfall is the magic given to me by Chris.

And the magic that overflows in an instant causes magic sickness in my body.

"Woohoo!

……

"Hey, hey... uh, shit..."

……

withstand nausea and headaches to the point of horror, and breathlessness.

Being able to replenish as much magic as you can is a strength, but having to take this magic sickness every once in a while is a problem. Well, it's just a moment of suffering, so I can still stand it.

Magic beyond my tolerance escapes from my body and turns into atmospheric mana. So finally, it subsided to the extent that some nausea remained.

But for some reason, Chris is looking at me like he sees something pathetic.

"Sashima"

"Hmm?"

"Oh, my goodness, heh."

……

Lightly, that's what they say.

That. Did I do something...?

Though I don't remember doing anything Chris would say that way.

"What's up?

"Odd, Odd"

"No, what..."

"You're doing a lot of nasty things."

"... what do you mean?

Weird thing - sure, it may not be normal to make skeletons.

But this is the magic of the Art. The mystery that Chris, who is Art, tells me is weird...

"Oh, my goodness, I'm loose."

"No, that's..."

"You're full of it. I can grab it."

"That's magic..."

"Connect with me, mister. [incomprehensible]

"Ugh..."

"All the time, mister, it seems to creep"

……

Sure, maybe he's doing something crazy.

I cut off my own finger and boned it, from the side, it would look like a crazy guy.

I'm tired of making skeletons until I run out of more magic, absorbing magic (magic drain) from Chris to replenish magic, suffering with nausea, and making skeletons again with replenished magic, this repetition may indeed be weird from Chris.

But this is necessary.

The more skeletons you make, the more labor the village will have. In other words, production increases. And I'm the only one who can make skeletons.

Then I'll have to make tons of skeletons, even if I can't do it somewhat.

As a lord, this is what we need to do to develop our territory.

"Easy, mister."

"Well, I guess I'm just tired..."

Although the magic is full, spiritual fatigue remains.

If I make about five more skeletons, can I finish them now? There are no plans to send skeletons to villages other than Bath's.

"Easy, mister?

"Oh. If I make five more, I'll rest a little"

"Murray, don't"

"You said you were going to rest."

Chris is worrying.

With that in mind, I once again placed my bones in the center of the Demon Square and knitted my witchcraft.

"And that's why we're going away for a little while"

"Together"

"Well, the destination is with me before. It's Bath's village."

"Yes."

With Chris, we left town in a carriage pulled by the same tireless skeleton hose.

They passed it on properly to the guards, and they were able to leave smoothly without being stopped at the entrance. Though I still had a frightened gaze, you must have figured out that I was the lord and Skeleton Hose would never hit me.

At this rate, I hope Skeleton is naturally accepted in the territory.

"See, you give it to me?

"No, it's not Skeleton's assignment this time"

"What, do you?

"I'm going to do a skeleton validation. I only know that you follow orders."

"Shit."

Koten, and Chris tilting his neck.

I don't know much about skeletons yet.

But Art's Magic Book - the painting that was written there was what was calling out the soldiers of the skeleton to fight for.

In other words, Skeletons can also be allowed to fight.

But the truth is, I don't know what Skeleton's fighting power is.

So first, I want to see how strong Skeleton is in the form of letting the bandit fight his opponent.

"Near the village of Bath, there are bandits. This time, I'm going to see if I can defeat the bandits with fifteen skeletons."

"Yes. Good luck, Chris"

"You don't have to work hard. Me and Chris, we just have to stay away. It's a skeleton to fight."

"See. How do you do that?

Yeah. That bothered me, too.

I don't have any weapons in my house. I looked for a long stick or something, but there was nothing but a hoe or something. I don't even have a drying rod. What's going on in my house?

So the weapon that I had no choice but to let all the skeletons hold is the bone of a cow carefully selected for a portion of its length.

For now, we'll be able to fight. All you have to do is take a bandit's weapon or something, depending on the circumstances.

"Well, I'll leave it to Skeleton to figure out how to fight. Mostly, the location of the bandits isn't certain, so maybe it's just a guide."

I was hoping to get some more detailed information, but neither Mayor Elysio nor the other villagers knew where the bandits were rooting.

But when I looked into it, there was an abandoned fortress in the mountains near Bath's village that was now unused. It seems to be an easy creation, but it would be great for making it the root castle of the bandits.

So we're gonna have Skeleton investigate the area. And if we can spot the Bandits' Negijo, we'll have them attack us with all the skeletons.

"Around here, okay?"

From the village of Bath, a slightly remote street.

Right next door is a forest stretched out of the mountains. If we continue along this forest beast path, we will reach the mountains one of these days.

Pan, and a skeleton comes down from the carriage continuously as he plays his finger.

Total, fifteen bodies.

Because they still use travelers and other bones, their physique varies. The first five bodies I sent to Bath's village were all dressed the same because they were made from my bones, but some skeletons are one head taller than me that this one is a big one.

And each skeleton has a cow bone as a weapon in his right hand.

"From now on I'm going to ask you to go into the mountains and crusade the bandits. They're probably in an abandoned fort in the middle of the mountain. Once the bandits have been able to confirm, so that they can all gather and crusade together. But don't try to deal with a bandit by yourself. As soon as the crusade is over, come back to me."

Skeletons snorting at my words, rattlesnakes and bones trembling.

This is also a verification of how far complex orders are to be followed, as is the confirmation of combat power. Can you tell the difference between ordinary people and bandits? After checking the bandits, can we get together by communicating with Skeleton alone? On top of that, can we strike simultaneously?

If this works, bandits attacking other villages will be able to crusade in the same way.

"- Summoning (Sammon) - Little Bird (Bird). Sensory tuning (synchronous sense)"

And to see if I follow orders properly, I summon little birds.

Made of magic, it's a bird that moves according to my instructions. In addition to being able to operate remotely, the vision can be identical if the senses are tuned. By sticking these little birds to the skeletons, I can see the skeletons moving from afar.

The difficulty is that this little bird disappears after a day because it is only a chunk of magic in itself. But this time, it will be possible to verify in a single day.

Incidentally, the sight can also be synchronized and manipulated, thus also being used exclusively like a telegraphic dove among magicians.

"Okay. Then go, Skeletons!

Katakata, with the skeletons shaking their bones.

Following my orders, the skeletons went into the woods.