Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

Other options are being erased before your eyes.

Maybe he's being paranoid.

The world. Denial.

I can't feel a thing.

I feel like I've been fooled by a blurry blinking window that seems tempting.

I don't know when I'll die, but should I choose a reward that I can get soon?

It might have been wise to pick 5% and get a decent weapon.

The message that I can no longer be protected is also troubling.

Does that mean he won't live again and again?

Nothing you can be sure of.

We have to move on.

You cleared the level up message below and distributed points appropriately.

A status window for quick confirmation.

[Lv.28 (226)]

[HP: 81]

[Force: 93]

[Agility: 84]

[wisdom: 70]

It was once flown in Castle Erastor, the work at the Yublam Inn, and the experience gained in the Shrine of Lérazier. This time, it was even defeated by the 'God of the Desert’.

I have primarily cared about Lurium, but every time the level rises, the stat distribution is meticulous.

If it's great, it's a great shame.

He can't even touch me at some level.

A force that can crush a troop even if it has no skill at all. It can only be pushed with a simple force and speed.

Not just the Skeleton Soldiers I belonged to or the enslavers who confronted him, but the skilled Longbowmen and the heavily defended Medic Soldiers will be able to defeat them on their own.

A guy with a high rank called B-double plus.

It was easy to catch because there was a steady stack of stats.

Actually, it sounds natural.

“You. You were amazing. ”

Lena's words came near me one day and woke me up from my thoughts.

“Thank you. You've been a big help. ”

It would have taken a lot of time if you hadn't made me a speech for Didigo.

The ground wasn't hard, and he was hard to catch.

“I don't. I just stared at it. ”

The way she looks at me is a little strange.

I feel complicated when I receive such a favorable gaze from Lena who doesn't remember.

“To our guild, unless you're part of one of your own.

I shook my head.

“There you go.”

“Don't you ever listen to the end?

Rude. ”

“I have no intention of joining those with tracking devices. ”

“Hmph.”

Lena sighs a little.

Of course, it's not the tracking device, but I don't intend to go into T&T.

I mean, Lena, I don't know.

I didn't want to make kites with them.

I don't want to get involved with someone new.

Even Rubia isn't helping. She's wandering around in the name of adventure. Lena lowers her eyebrows slightly.

“You cut too tight. ”

I met a clear line of sight.

I saw a hurt face.

It was a fleeting moment, but it made me hesitate to enter T&T.

I turned my head.

I have work to do first.

A green glow emanates from the corpse of the giant Ashworm.

It is the time of integer absorption.

I reached out my hand.

Lena tilts her head and looks at him. I checked with her last life, but she doesn't see this light. Of course, so do others.

Except for Gizgerai himself, who gave you power.

[Desert Adaptation Lv.1.]

[Desert Adaptation Lv.2.]

[Desert Adaptation Lv.5 Absorbed!]

Absorption is quite fast.

[Gives the following effect on the corresponding terrain (desert):]

EXP Gain +15%.

You won't receive terrain penalties.

You are 3x more likely to discover oases and palm trees

The chances of encountering sandstorms

down 65%.

Detects similar jobs 30722;

Adapting to the topography of 5 ranks at once

I absorb it. Desert adaptation is as clear as the one who used to have the nickname 'God of the Desert’.

He used to be able to move his huge body freely under the sand, so this should be about right.

After completing the desert adaptation, the green light fades by half.

As I continued to absorb the essence, something interesting came out.

[privilege: samurai grudge]

[This is a grudge against those who were slain by Yemera. Deals 15% more damage to enemies serving Yemera.]

No matter how many enemies you encounter with Yemera's followers, 15% more damage is certainly not bad.

There is no reason not to absorb.

Absorb Confounded Chew and Spit (Rare) Lv.1.]

Chews and spits out the soul bags of the killer. You cannot preserve your character, only your weak opponent's soul mate. Magic power is very low.

It reminds me of the merchants who have changed.

It looks like they weren't the only ones that got chewed up.

Finally, the health stats are absorbed by 1 point and the green light emitted from the ashworm disappears.

“What did you just do? Did you do it?”

“Well, let's just say it was the maintenance of the dead. ”

There are only two Gizgerais coming out of this world that can see the essence and absorb it.

The green essence disappeared quite quickly, considering you got rid of the giant.

The higher the stat, the faster the ability to absorb it will decrease.

It's reasonable.

If this keeps up.

Gizgerai may have single-handedly destroyed this world. Where and what she's doing now.

While thinking about it, Lena approaches the merchant who dragged her out of Ashworm territory.

Only one of the many merchants that Lena dragged away survived.

A man at the Merchants Guild.

I think I've become the Underboss.

Lena swirls her sword and asks with her chest.

“I'll give you a chance to say it. Where did the big, ugly worm come from? Who gave you the flute? ”

A bound merchant hovers back on the sand.

“Shhh. Promise me you'll save me first! I'll tell you everything! ”

Lena tilts her head.

“Is that so? It's not that hard. ”

There was hope in the eyes of the merchant.

“I'll tell you all the secrets you don't know. So not a camel.

Promise me you'll come with me. ”

Lena grins.

Then he took a silver coin out of his arms and put it out in front of the merchant's eyes.

“I'll throw it and save you if the front touches the ground, and I'll give you camels and water. ”

The merchant swallowed the saliva and checked the front and back. It was an ordinary coin with all the front and back.

“Can I throw it when I throw it? ”

“Yes. Suit yourself. ”

Lena nods, smiling.

The merchant's face suddenly glows.

The coin seemed to have a knack for throwing it out the way you wanted.

He opens his mouth.

“We. Khh! The best bandits in the desert, actually. ”

He flinched my forearm as if to look at me. Lena rolled up her sleeves instead. A long tail scorpion tattoo appeared on his thick forearm. Lena gently touches his tattoo.

“Oh, you're the famous Pouch of Poison." ”

The merchant twitches his forearm, touching Lena's hand.

“You got it right. What does the lady know?

I've changed the names of all the members now. That was impressive. The merchants had so much baggage stolen, I had to set up a merchant merchant guild like this. ”

‘That's funny. Go on. ”

The man takes a deep breath and says,

“It was time to hunt down travellers.

Some people practice shooting arrows on purpose, but a man came straight this way. He was a man in a black robe with his head shaved off.

He was in his early 40s. ”

Lena doesn't get involved in the story.

He rests his hands on his tattoo and concentrates quietly.

The former 'Pouch of Poison' bandit merchant swallowed his saliva.

“There is a way we treat monks. by putting yourself in the shoes of a deep analogue and making you pray to your god for help. Have you ever fallen for a look-alike? ”

Lena smiles bloody and replies.

“None.”

The merchant glances at Lena in a discreet manner, even with his hands tied behind his back.

“Your feet are soft to the ground, but you don't fall like you're stuck in a hard rock to get them out.

That way, it's getting harder and harder to get down. ”

Lena rolls the silver coin she showed to the 'merchant’ lightly over her finger.

Every time a finger passes through the front with a shield drawn and the front with wheat, it flips over quickly.

“I'm listening. ”

“But the monk was different. We even managed to scare them with our swords. We asked you to call upon God. He pulled the flute out of his arms. And!"

“Did the ashes appear? ”

Lena points to the massive corpse of the Ashworm.

“Yes! They burned the monks from below and took them out. I thought we were all going to die. I can't believe God actually showed up.

“What did the monk look like? Tell me more about what it looks like. ”

“Your face was long and slender. Eyes are recessed. I shaved my head, but it's a little thinner to the left and to the right. ”

“Hmm.”

“Instead of killing us, he blew the flute like a lie and made ‘God’ disappear into the sand again. And I gave the Flute to my boss. Wandering around the desert like you wanted. If you see an enemy you can't handle, play the Flute. And according to the contract," God "will destroy the enemy. ”

“Did you believe that? ”

“To be honest, I felt haunted.

But first I had the Goi.

Do you have any idea what it would do to you if you threw it away?

And then I met you guys and this happened.

That's all for now. ”

“Good.”

The current ‘merchant’ blinked his eyes.

“Don't you have to keep your promise now?

I'm going to toss you a coin. Let me go. I thought you said the front was the floor. ”

Lena nods favorably.

You release him with one hand, and the other reaches forward. A coin that was flipped back and forth on a slender finger flashed before the merchant's eyes.

“Of course.

It was a moment when a man was about to pick up a coin.

Kwaek!

A 5-loti silver coin folded halfway up Lena's finger. The front of the shield is completely gone.

“Throw it. ”

“W-what are you doing?! ”

“This is normal. ”

turn it off.! ”

The merchant grunts and tries to reopen the silver coin with both hands. But Lena didn't think the silver coin that she folded with two fingers would ever unfold. Lena slashes his throat as soon as the merchant's face is badly distorted.

A plot of blood was drawn on the sand. The merchant flinches a few times and dies.

“Neat folding. ”

I looked at the half-folded silver coin and said,

“Well, you know.

Lena looks a little embarrassed as if she had forgotten me for a moment.

He was quite immersed in the story of the 'merchant’.

She shrugs.

“Oh, it's fashionable in the capital these days.

Was I too much? ”

Even though I didn't know how to roll a coin with my finger once or twice because it was fashionable.

Of course I didn't intend to be a problem.

“There's no need to make excuses. Good job."

Lena's face is a little red.

She seemed to overlap in the past that she was trying to impress me.

The mood is strange and I turn around.

“Do you know anything about the monk he was talking about? ”

“Yes, Cardinal Grey. I'm a priestess of Yemera. You've heard there are many dungeons in the western part of the Desert Empire, right? ”

“So?”

“After all the stimuli that can provoke you have appeared. We use that excuse to bring down a large force. We sweep the west. We strike an alliance.

That's the Emperor's plan now. ”