Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

103 Burial of Insects (2)

Glug glug!

A nun in gloves pulls the horn with her bare hands. A giant beetle groans strangely.

Boo-hoo!

Exciting vibrations rise to the spine. The nun stomped down with all her strength.

Bam, ba-bam!

You hear a spark. A giant beetle protrudes forward.

My head is turned upside down in violent acceleration. The black chair gently wrapped around me. The chair seemed to fit with precision.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Too fast. Too fast. At least five times faster than a running horse. But the acceleration is still unfinished.

”.! ”

Uowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowowswift. The landscape flows faster and faster, hardening like a single dot.

The nun was completely immersed.

Fingers that manipulate the horns of a beetle.

The thin fingers in the gloves of a chisel were occasionally blurry.

I'm very excited.

I felt alive, and I saw the movement of my fingers.

I saw a crooked path in front of my eyes.

Immediately before entering the corner, the nun stepped on her left foot.

Eww!

You pull the right horn slightly more, raising the left horn upward.

Glug glug!

The direction of the front and back wheels twisted in reverse, and the beetle rolled gently around the corner.

Shhhhh!

Leaving the corner, the nun treads deeper on her right foot.

The wheel twists in the same direction, speeding up sharply.

It was a miracle.

[Attention, current speed 400km ❯! Exceeded]

[Drive safely.]

A strange voice rang out inside the beetle. It was a very smooth and sophisticated woman's voice.

I had no idea what it was.

Speed is rising, and the landscape is simply unshakeable. It hardened as hard as it did.

I felt numb and my notes strangely calm.

I thought about it in there.

For now, I've decided to organize one thing from what I know.

‘The Marquis is dead. ’

The bomb exploded and killed him.

I remembered the fresh blood and juice that came from everywhere.

When they were taken by him.

I thought I'd be locked up for decades.

I remembered information about the Marquis.

Some words came from his mouth, and some words that Lena had heard in her previous life.

< Imperial Targeting Party ❗ and National Weather Service ■ ‭ >

The youngest master from the Blue Street Brigade.

< Four Great Swordsmen.

He died.

To the nun in front of me.

‘Well, the Emperor is dead.

The world was too big.

It felt so trivial to be me.

In a few days.

The Four Empires are so strong that they will be strong.

A knight in blue armor.

Earl ^ Draw.

He was overwhelmingly powerful compared to me, who had defeated dozens of criminally lackeys.

There was not a single crack in the door.

I fought desperately with the artifact Gizgerai gave me, but it bounced off like a joke.

For now.

I need the help of the woman who simply killed the sword.

One in Red Flake. But the existence of this woman, I have never heard of in 20 years.

And a magical monster ten times faster than a horse.

I didn't know there was such a world.

I realized I was so small and humble.

[Attention, current speed exceeded 500 km/h.]

A smooth voice wakes me up.

Suddenly, the beetle heads for the end of the path.

The end is the summit of the mountain.

Are you trying to get yourself killed? ’

Weird feeling.

I felt miserable, so I didn't think it would end well.

I looked at the nun. However, the nun who caught the beetle's horn didn't seem to want to die at all. The hand holding the horn trembles slightly.

‘Excited.,

[Attention, current speed 550km ❯! Exceeded]

Fallen ^?

Peek-a-boo!

At the top of the mountain, a giant, dark beetle rises into the air.

A thick cliff below.

It was time to think like that.

[Warning: Unable to detect roads up to 1,000 feet straight.]

[Automatically switch to flight mode.]

Tea 5. Bloop!

The smooth, mineral voice echoes.

At the same time, the wings of the scarab expanded at once. The wings widened and connected to the back of the body. A sparkling blue light flashes in the tip of the wing.

The beetle does not fall.

Whew?!

One harsh breeze.

Rather, I flew higher.

‘Flying. Is there? ’

The nun controls the horn to the left and to the right.

Bloop. Bloop.

Following the delicate gesture of the hand, a giant beetle in the air moves.

She opens her mouth.

“Ever since the wings spread out in front of me.

The field of view from the inside was widened to 270 degrees.

Cloud front, below?? “ “

It was wide.

The view from above was beautiful. I thought this was the world. One second was a long second. I was immersed every second in the unfolding landscape.

Endless fields of wheat, roads, and cottages in the middle of the castle.

Is that Eublam? Ernst? ’

The gray castles looking down from above were much smaller than fists. Houses were the size of nails.

You've lived among those little things, writhing and bitter.

The corners of my body were tightened. Something seemed to be happening.

On the contrary, it seemed that everything was disappearing, exploding and dispersing into the air.

Yuck! Yuck!

The hawks howl and cry.

You can see the Eastern Mountains on the other side. I could see the ice caps that wouldn't melt.

Giant castles looked like toys and humans looked like tiny dots, but the world was wide.

Pyrryric! Pyrryric!

The nun was proficient.

You pull, open, and move back and forth slightly.

The giant beetle maintained a constant altitude according to the hands of the nun.

I climbed up through the clouds for a moment.

I came back slowly. A famous nun from the assassination cult spoke to me.

“Legacy is great. You see the landscape, don't you? It's made of carbonic acid resin. ”

“Carbonic acid. Polymerization. Susie.?”

I asked her. It was a word I couldn't understand at all. The nun smiles at the application.

“Hehe. I don't know. Just read it as it is written. ”

Masked, the infamous Sister of the Assassination Bridge shrugs slightly. It was then.

[Perseus V.H.A.111 gliding aircraft detected an awkwardness inside.

Play music.]

[DUDUD ① ① ① UDUN?]

DDUDUN!]

A violent, violent music echoes through the beetle.

Is this magic, too? ’

Music that spreads abruptly in the air, without any instruments.

Or a boom.

‘Music’ was hot and cruel.

An unimaginable frequency of wind I've never heard before.

A single beat echoes through your body like a drum to announce the beginning of a march.

The irregular rhythm shifted as quickly as I felt it.

One note, one note.

I felt like I was breaking bones and sticking them in between.

I felt like a convulsion would occur in a single note as I went deeper. I kept looking down while listening to the music.

Fluorioric!

The glide continued.

The speed is accelerating.

The beetle faces far northeast.

You leave cities like Erasdoq Yublam behind and rock the mountains.

A huge plain unfolds below you.

There was no yellow wheat field, no watering autumn forest. It was just a barren plain with no human home.

‘Was there such a place? ’

“There. Where are you going? ”

Land. ”

The music stopped.

The nun pulls both horns and carefully manipulates them. It seemed to be much more focused than during gliding. I didn't talk to him anymore.

[Current altitude: 1, 000 feet]

[Lowering auxiliary gear.]

Shhh!

The noise outside the beetle became worse once. The barren plains are rapidly approaching.

Kugu! Kugu! Bang, bang!

The beetle touches the ground, and my body trembles. The body is hit with a chilly feeling of landing.

Tick-tock! Tick-tock!

The beetle's body shifts roughly across the plains. Suddenly, the beetle stopped.

I slowly regained consciousness.

Jiaying!

The beetle's wings open.

Sniff!

The masked nun comes down first. His body was as light as a feather. I froze for a moment and looked outside.

The scarab was on the ground, as you first saw. The wings slowly begin to unroll.

“Ah.”

I sighed a little.

It's bright outside. It's almost dawn.

Compared to running from the Marquis,

There was not much difference.

It wouldn't have been more than 20 minutes. It was a short time.

But I felt completely seduced during that time.

^ Draw.

I barely got off. My heart was shaken, not my body. I looked at the side.

I looked at the nun.

“Magic, was it? ”

You hear the laughter behind the mask.

“It's a legacy. It's an old magic I dug up. Yeah, something like that. ”

A nun in a fox mask leans over her beetle.

Looking at the rising sun, she asked me.

“How was it? Was it good? ”

I nodded. It was good. I was fascinated. This was the first time.

The nun laughs.

The fox mask completely hides its face, but it feels that way. I thought he was smiling glacially. I wanted to look behind the mask, but I refrained.

There's a reason someone wears a mask.

It's best not to take it off lightly. Besides, she's part of the Red Flake Assassination Society. If I looked behind the mask, I might die right away.

I looked at Pyeong ^ unfolding endlessly.

She and I were silent for a moment. I asked her.

“Here. You're taking a break? ”

“Yes? No? ”

The nun shakes her head firmly. And I put on my black gloves. I returned to the back of the beetle in a natural manner.

“Now we have to push. I have to save fuel. ”

“I can't charge it anywhere. We need to save a drop. Push it?”

It's been a long day.

Daglac!

You faithfully shoved the beetle. That's all I could do.

At first, I was very embarrassed that I was going to push this, but I thought I would smuggle ^ for a few months, given the grace of rescuing the prince.

It was not a vomit.

The nun who pushed the beetle together next to her makes a short comment.

“His name is Perseus. Amphibious air. Art of engineering. ”

Engineering.

Ember is a city of engineering.

I remembered what Gizgerai said.

“You mean Amber can make something like this? ”

It was unbelievable.

If only you had this much power.

I thought the invasion of the Empire would make me the first victim, and I could not helplessly perish.

But the nun shakes her head.

“No. It's a lost skill. Skills that were deeply buried. Right now, I can't even dream. I don't even know how to make fuel, let alone a device. ”