Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

There were three questions.

‘Number one. ’

Contact with broken pieces

Sentence at the end of Kevin Ashton's book.

‘What does it mean?,

Knock, knock.

I thought about it and knocked my arm.

It's beautifully written.

But a sentence with a strange feeling.

In my last life, I saw that sentence and my fairy tale rate fell.

The world was shaken.

It is definitely a sentence that is relevant to me.

But what the pieces are, where they were broken, how they were broken.

‘There's no clue in the book. ’

No such information was given.

Question number two.

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A new number that appears under the sentence 'Contact the broken pieces.'

I don't know how they got here.

Obviously not before.

It's about a month and a half different from when I came last time.

In the meantime, who wrote this phrase?

I'm skeptical. I have no idea what that means.

The third question is fairy tale rates.

When I first read this book, the fairy tale rate dropped significantly.

But...

Currently, the fairy tale rate remains unchanged even though the numbers are new.

‘Why is that? ’

Is it already reflected? ’

There are no questions to be solved.

I closed the book.

Tuck!

A small breeze rises.

Tiring reminds me of the message that wisdom rose to 51 with sound.

"Wisdom.

Stats you would have thought would be useless if you were.

Not at all helpful in combat compared to health, strength and agility.

However, it is now used as a stat that is directly related to the sword.

It is proportional to the stability and durability of the calibration output.

It's good to see you up there.

It has been rewarding to read Kevin Ashton's book.

Maybe it's because of that.

Are you a little more intelligent? ’

The myriad Imperial Knights killed by Gizgerai.

Even Isabelle, the director.

Wisdom was not absorbed from their corpses.

I felt like I was beginning to use high intelligence stats properly.

It does not end with the use of machinery.

Common sense is that high wisdom makes magic stronger.

Absorbed a whole bunch of skills from two wizards.

The day will come.

They say you can't use it because you don't have an Arcane Heart.

Like swords, one day they might find a way to use them.

‘Maybe.,

I pulled WebSlinger's scarlet from his arms.

I grabbed the red jewel and gently touched it.

Haung-ok's status speaks up in the air.

[Crimson Webslinger]

Webslinger has been feeding humans for a long time. They accumulate in mourning and cries.

It became a red crystal.

Can we use this as a substitute for Arcane Heart? ’

Tuck.

I put the glowy one inside the ribs. Hearts and jewels are red. I thought it might play a role, but it was too much.

There was no response. It was when I put the scarlet back in.

Moon, Moon, Moon!

A young wolf skeleton rushes at me like it's asking me to play.

Slumber. Slumber.

He scratched me with his little forefoot.

I tried to bite my arm a little while jumping with my hind legs. However, the jumping power was weak. Maybe it's because the bones are in poor condition.

I didn't want him to bite the iron.

I took off my armor and brought my arm.

He gnawed my arm off with his mouth wide open.

I felt comfortable shaking my tailbone. I put the book on the side table and stroked the skull and spine.

He and I are dangling steeply somewhere in the world.

The user sticks its hand hard into a rocky hill and hangs it. Below is awkward and above is rough.

I'm not like this guy. The fact that it has a slightly sturdy arm.

He tangled up like a pet in my hand.

Fortunately, I won't be left alone until winter when I'm trapped in a trap.

‘Let's take this.

I packed a bag of soft cloth in the cabin.

“Let's go. ”

You take the young wolf skeleton outside the cabin and head for Grasmear.

The cabin is at the top of the mountain.

The way down was not difficult.

To some extent, the wolf skeleton starts running through the wet ground.

The fallen leaves are wet.

Pot!

Every time he treads on the leaves, a small fog blooms from the foliage.

It was quick to get to my destination

‘That way.'

You look down at the huge castle from afar.

‘Much bigger than Eublam. It's got a double structure. ’

Tens of meters between the first and second walls.

The moat is much deeper and wider.

It is unlikely that even Lord Leandro will be able to break it with his bare hands.

‘No, last names are not meant to be smashed with fists. ’

I shake my head and get rid of my thoughts.

I wanted to get rid of strange criteria quickly in my head.

You hug the running wolf.

Not if it can be seen by Humans.

You opened a large pouch packed from the cabin.

“Don't move. ”

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He nodded and went inside on his own.

There is plenty of space.

I could feel it twitching for a second.

Soon he remained motionless.

"Detection."

[Activate Skill!]

Approaching the Human city.

Most of the world's dominant races, humans, are my enemies.

Caution should be taken.

When you're running down a mountain, detecting it thoroughly. I can feel the human spirit in front of me.

Are you a bandit?

About a dozen.

To an armored knight, there are quite a few levers.

Rather, you'll like having some armor to take off.

The contents of it will be tortured, roasted, or eaten.

‘It's getting a little annoying. ’

Identify trends in detail

They gather at the bottom of the mountain, clamoring.

You slow your steps and listen to the human conversation.

All the voices I heard were male.

I can hear clearly thanks to the detection skill.

“Phew, I was stalling for them the last time I was here. ”

“Another one this time? ”

“Yes. They kicked me out again. Maybe there's a real war going on. ”

“Then what do we do? ”

“What do you do? ”

“I'm a Kazuarin chef. ”

“Kazuarin?”

“It's a fish with intestinal venom. The flesh around it is the best, but you should be careful not to burst your intestines and apply it well.

The conversation continued for a moment.

It seems clear that the humans gathered up ahead are not bandits.

They are human travelers in many different jobs.

It didn't seem like we knew each other.

‘I don't care if I run into him. ’

Jubbuck.

I approached them deliberately. The sound of the conversation subsides for a moment.

“Who. Cio? ”

Twelve humans muttered small, looking at me at the same time.

“Did you come to Grasmear, too? ”

The man in the green robe asked nicely.

Strangely, he was a man with black, single hair, clean appearance, but deep eyes.

Late thirty to mid forty.

But the man's eyes are like a child with a sparkling gun.

Curiosity about the world is a living eye.

“Well, for now. ”

“You did. But...

The man in the green robe pointed his finger at the castle.

“You can't go in there right now.

Would you like to take a look? ”

The gathering place of the men was a place that was opened to the visible.

There's a reason we're all here.

‘You're looking good. ’

You can see the gate from Grasmeyr Castle as long as you have left it. Places you haven't seen so far.

“They.? ”

In front of the gate.

Armed with longswords and iron maces, you notice.

The number is about 40.

Five empty carts lie next to them.

Are you carrying something? ’

“They're here to buy weapons. More and more these days. ”

The man in the Green Robe continued to speak as if he had read my thoughts.

“Do you see him? Maybe the lord of a nearby city or some longevity. ”

Where the man pointed, there was a knight riding the horse.

“I see.

The knight in well-polished armor seems to be reacting on horseback to Grasmear's guards.

‘What is he talking about? ’

I sat reasonably far from the herd.

‘Focus.’

"Detection."

Focus skills are definitely effective when used with detection skills. It feels like coverage and accuracy are amplified.

You don't have to listen to the man next to you.

You can hear it for yourself.

In front of the gate.

A few hundred meters away was a conversation, but I could hear it easily.

“We do not have an exclusive agreement. ”

“It's not exclusive! ”

“In order to supply you with the required amount of weapons, the forge must go back only for a few months. ”

“Isn't it enough to make it right? You've already made a lot of them! ”

“There are no good shops in my city. Most goods are sold as soon as they're made. It's all booked up. ”

Repetition of similar conversations.

The knight said he'd pay good money, but he yelled at the whale, "Why not sell it?"

Grasmeyr's bodyguard, as thick as a pine tree, was a floating point.

“You're not making any sense! You know who I am! ”

“I'm in charge. ”

When I get tired of all the unanswered conversations.

I heard a voice next to me.

“You're not shaking. Aren't you curious what's going on out there? ”

“I don't know.”

I shrugged my shoulders. I could hear everything, but there was no reason to be curious.

“Usually two things if you're not curious about a noisy situation. ”

The man continued on his own.

“No matter what happens, I know I can handle one body, or Imida. ”

”Either way, you're interested. The Knight's Chamber must be declared. ”

‘It's messy and sticky. ’

I kept ignoring her at my side, but I kept talking to her.

Are you a businessman?

The commotion at the gate seemed to continue a little longer. I sniffed at the man and asked.

“In Grasmeyr. You're not selling their weapons? ”

“Yes.”

The man's face turned white.

I was pleased with my question.

However, the story from his mouth did not match the bright face at all.

“Now it's time. It's war.”

“The lords have been ordered to recruit. ”

“So?”

“He wants his armies armed with the steel of Grasmear. ”

The man points his finger at the front door again.

“There. Trying to get the goods by force. ”

I glanced at him. It is a silent expression that does not make much value judgments about war.

“Grasmear's steel. It is a crafting alchemy that is considered to have been passed on by the Devil in High Exaltation, or spirits! ”

The man in the green robe swallows his saliva.

“The Devil?”

It was a story I had never heard. The man smiles and nods.

“Yes.”

“I'd like to hear more. ”

“Haha, you love this story! Of course I will. ”

The moon!

The wolf skeleton in your pocket suddenly wiggles slightly.

Do you want to hear it? ’

He covers his pockets with his arms. The man continued speaking as if he didn't feel anything strange.

“Hehe! There once was a shaman who ruled the south. When your alliance with the Empire is divided. It was a dizzy time.”

“He summoned architects and smiths from all over the place to build a grave for himself. ”

I wondered.

“??? Why the blacksmith? ”

“To make steel golems to protect the grave. ”

‘Well, then, it's a dungeon.

The man nods.

“Yes. They built a giant tomb underground and unravelled the spirits and chopped the ground." ”

“What's the exact location? ”

“I don't know. No one does. ”

Mack is unraveling.

“It's just a legend. ”

“Mmm-hmm. It's not completely unreasonable. The descendants of the blacksmiths who gathered back then said they made Grasmear into a city of weapons. ”

“A descendant. What about yourself? ”

“The shaman is cursed.

They took the souls of the blacksmiths who made the Golems and threw them into the Steel Golems in their misery. Repair the grave forever.

“??? Hmm. "

“Believe it or not, I heard that the souls trapped in the golems came out of their descendants' dreams and passed on their skills. I'm not a shaman or a wizard. I can't do this. ”

One day, from Circubus, the golem had heard that the body maker and the synchronizer were the best match.

A golem dungeon sealed the souls of the old blacksmiths.

Maybe it's true.

Is it around here somewhere?

While I was thinking, the man in the green robe spoke again.

“Oops, too much talk. ”

“Some people protest like that for one more, but it's stupid. Because.

Cough!

A massive machine appears over the outer wall of Grasmear.

Kur. Kur. "

It wasn't affected by detection skills.

The majestic sound was clearly heard from this far away.

The man in the green robe smiles and says,

“I'm going to run away anyway. ”