Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

I looked back for no reason.

There was only sand and a horizon.

There's nothing in the detection zone, but I feel like someone's chasing me.

I didn't see or hear the moon.

I removed the tracking device.

It's just a vague feeling anyway.

My gut has never been right.

I looked back again.

There was nothing, and there was nowhere to hide in the desert.

It must have been a mistake.

The merchants spoke with us in disgust.

“Where are you from? ”

“I'm from Aman. ”

“I don't think you're from there. You've had a long journey. ”

“Well, yeah. ”

Rubia has blocked further incoming questions.

Anyway, she's a fugitive.

I don't know where my uncle's search warrant is going, but I found out he's from Erast and there's nothing I can do about it.

But the merchants didn't give up, they kept asking.

“First time in the desert? ”

“Yes.”

“It seemed that way to me. I can't believe you bought a horse, not a camel. And unprepared. Hahaha.

What? I'm not even crossing the Western Desert. It won't take long. How about a camel?

The slightly rude ones annoy me, but I've had enough.

Humans approached us with kindness, wanting to help us in the first place.

“I don't have any crest on my armor. Can you tell me your family? ”

“It's not a family with a name. ”

“I see.

The merchants exchange their eyes with each other.

They smiled and said.

“You're lucky to have found us, anyway. I'll give you the quickest way to the Shrine. ”

“The quickest way? ”

“Yes. It's the quickest way to the shrine right now. ”

The stocky bearded merchant picks up the jerky hanging next to the camel and hands it to me.

The leather pouch with cool water was also with him.

“Won't you have some? ”

I reached out my hand and refused.

I was worried that I wouldn't drink a sip of water, but I wanted you to interpret it as being cautious.

I looked ahead at the Merchant Guild's rear.

There were no miraculous signs in the desert.

It was all sand.

It was hard to believe this place was once as thriving as Isaac said it would be.

Haven't you ever heard of Rubia?

I thought it was a made-up story or a really old one.

It was about an hour with the merchants.

We got a hit in the back.

Someone on a horse was running straight towards me.

The sound of the horse pounding sand, the sound of the hood fluttering in the wind, can be felt from afar.

Reflexively focused more on detection skills.

The motion spanned the tip of the detection range. It's not a visible distance to humans, but it's getting closer and closer.

The closer I got, the more I felt like I knew who the target was.

I can feel its identity from this distance.

A very familiar opponent.

Lena was chasing us.

She's on her own.

I pretended not to know what I was doing and drove away.

I don't know the purpose, but there was a strange confidence that one Lena could handle it somehow.

I don't know if I should tell Isaac to set a trap on the floor or use some weird magic to distract him.

To be honest, I wanted to see her again.

At least I didn't want to stop them from chasing me.

But what were they thinking coming after me alone?

No Nannau, no Sharoonian.

Lena can't be that busy tomorrow.

“Ah.

Rubia's little sigh wakes me up thinking of something else.

“Transparent.”

She points to the sky.

After going deep into the desert, the landscape was different from the entrance.

A small lake, an oasis, but the desert sky became clear and blue.

Despite the heat, Rubia was amazed at the sight of her large eyes.

“It's so clear. Would that be a little awkward? Heaven, earth. I don't think there's anything between the clouds and me. ”

I did.

I had never been in a desert before, and I had never been so ‘clear'.

There was no clear sky like this in the south and the middle where I wandered.

Huh. Don't be too fond of the sunny ones.

If it is this clear all year, it will become a wilderness where no one can live.

I thought it sounded crazy, but Rubia nods.

“It's the air, right? I read it in a weather book. But now it's so beautiful that I can't even think about it. ”

It was then.

You feel the popularity of 20 humans over the sand dunes.

Unfortunately, it was exactly the same number as the merchant guild that accompanied us, so I had no choice whether they were naturally of the same class.

But as he approached, he didn't seem like an ordinary merchant.

The camel didn't have any bots to trade with, and it came straight at us with a bow or spear in both hands.

He wrapped his face around a white turban, dressing himself in red above and white below.

It doesn't seem like I'm approaching them with favor.

“Stop for now! ”

A man in the lead blocked the way.

You swing your sword across the broad edge of the blade to keep the sand dust from reaching Rubia.

Sand dust splits to the left and to the right, creating a strong wind.

There was no one who cared about us in the rear of the procession.

A fist the size of a fist the size of a Rubia's face twists the heavy looking knife around with one hand, sliding the turban down with the other hand.

“Give me the toll! ”

Desert Bandits.

Isaac briefly meditated on their identity.

“The risk information you tried to sell me at the auction house. Was it this?”

Huhuhuhuh.I don't know.

If it's these guys.

Isaac thought it was a good idea not to buy information.

There is no value in 36-year-old theory.

The leader of the bandits in front looks strong.

I thought I'd be a Benson Pretcher or a Ublam commander, but I'd kill myself if I hit him with my fist.

But do you really think Daliak sees these guys as dangerous?

Twenty armed robbers, though.

They may have exaggerated the risk of siphoning money.

“Robbery in the desert. Will the business be good?”

Whether he believed me or not, Rubia wasn't nervous.

But it was a little strange.

Even the merchants who came with us didn't seem nervous at all.

The merchant leader of the crooked beard steps forward.

“You must be Robben.

There's a toll. ”

“Hmm.

They exchanged one or two bags of leather, not once, but as a custom.

“Passage. Three? ”

I thought I'd run in and take everything, but it was a strange sight.

“You can't fight a robbery forever if you want to. Even if you win, there will be a wanted man. They usually pay tolls on the right lines.

It's good for each other. ”

Rubia explains.

Are you enjoying watching the scene you read on the adventure plane? Yeah? Yeah.

“You're not wrong, are you? Look, now let us go.

It was then.

Desert Serpent Opens Leather Pouch

Robben frowns.

“Look, Mr. Yeoman. Are you asking me to give you a discount or something? Why don't I give you half the price if you're two more passes than usual? Let's do it. What? ”

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I handled it lightly, so I caught it briefly. Save your breath. You're free to go. Honestly, I'm intrigued, but handing it over to you is a real bleed service! ”

The merchant lord stretches out his arms toward the sky in the blue desert.

Rubia looks at me with an expression that she doesn't know what she's listening to.

It's such a filthy thing to say to cover her ears, but Isaac whines and flies over her head to see what's so exciting.

The ‘Desert Viper’ seemed to have made a decision.

He said, tasting again.

“They're not backwards, right? ”

“They're not even from Aman. Who knows? ”

The merchants have begun to move away from us.

The bandits surrounded by turbans filled their positions.

“Now. What's everybody up to? ”

Hmph. Humans do what Humans do, don't they?

“You brought us here as sacrifices. ”

Isn't it too cheap, by the way? Don't you have a little pride in that?

I don't feel so good about being sold at the Merchant Guild toll. Fight!

Fight! On our side?!

Isaac can't figure out why he's so excited.

“Hello, gorgeous. ”

It's a classic!

The bandit leader draws his sword and approaches us.

Isaac flies over and smashes his beak.

Suddenly I was annoyed that he was too excited.

I dug out a few silver coins.

I asked the bandit leader.

“Don't you want to be taxed? I'll make it generous. ”

“Kuhahahaha!”

Twenty bandits surrounding us smile in unison.

A few with bows and some with long spears pointing this way.

"The viper," Robben said.

“What are you paying tolls on things that aren't backwards? Kill them all and bury them in the sand. ”

I looked around because it was ridiculous.

The merchants behind them were forming a secondary siege net.

Some of them draw their swords.

We were more than just a spectacle to them.

Even if the sacrificed sheep can escape from the bandits on their own, it doesn't seem easy to penetrate even the merchants.

“Those guys. What's wrong with him? ”

“To keep his mouth shut.

If the escapees are spreading this, we won't be able to. ”

You've read so many books.

Rubia can only be so dark when it comes to her own work.

Is it fear?

Is it because he has lived by devaluing himself?

Or is it because of underlying trust in humans?

I remember the first time I met her.

There's nothing to take from me, but I can still see why the bandits asked me so naively.

I've gained a little bit of stats.

Her nature is unchanged now and then.

The bandit leader points a thick sword at Rubia.

“Hehe. I'll add you to my slave list. ”

Maybe Rubia has a horse.

Why does it keep twisting?

Not once or twice.

Necronic Society.

Ublam Garrison.

Now that kind of thing.

I raised my sword slightly and asked the boss.

“Do you guys do this a lot? ”

Maybe it's because one hand lifts the Great Sword too easily.

The laughter felt a little stiff for a moment.

The boss took a step back, giving me the wrong answer.

“You must have good strength with that sword. Will you join us?"

“Together." ”

“Yes. Let's spin it together. You must be some kind of acolyte. Tell me the truth. You must be starving.”

“Heh heh. Couldn't have done that, looking at him like that. I can't imagine how much I wanted to. All right!

Bleeding service, you're number one.

Are you buried here in the desert, doing what you always dreamed you'd do and joining us? It's an easy choice. "

A loud voice from the big 'Serpent’ resounded far away in the desert.

Over a dozen arrowheads.

He was aiming right at me.

It was then.

Fluoric!

Kukri flies over and blows his wrist with the Thief Leader's Blade.

Blood gushes from your wrists and splashes into the air like fountains.

Dagdac! Dagdac!

It was Lena who was running this way at a rapid pace.

The bandits couldn't even sense Lena's existence because they used a stealth skill.

Pyric!

Another boomerang flew in and cut off the rest of the bandit leader's wrist.

A few moments later, she lowers her hood slightly and mutters coldly.

“This is a bleeding service. Do you need more service? ”