Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

Three days.

Takeover, boom, boom!

No resonance.

Quiet.

No detection skills caught.

I ventured into exploration, but there is no guarantee that the mountain range is wide and that my pronunciation is accurate.

“Will this work? ”

< If not, why not?

Isaac doesn't stop at me. If you give me a choice, I'll have to keep going.

Takeover, boom, boom!

You walk up the mountain again with a loud voice.

[Meditation Lv.2.]

[Focus Lv.2.]

Use both skills to amplify the effect of the next skill.

"Detection."

I thought of a Goblin Wizard I'd never met.

There's something bothering me.

Previously, I heard this story after I rescued Goblins who were harvesting blood stones from my heart by the Necron New Society.

By Slime's request.

But this life didn't go that way.

I've never met a slime.

What will happen to the area of the Bloody Deer Goblin?

They could all be dead by now, or they could still be suffering horribly.

But if I think what I like, there's no telling me that Mud Cash's story is about thinking about his afflicted tribe.

Tofu •

You hear the sound of the branches getting rained.

The rainfall did not immediately hit the ground and bounced off several times. It was night again.

You make a few Goblin noises and focus on the surroundings.

The sensation that stretches out for miles. It was then.

At the far end of the large circle, you see something coming this way. I'm not a wandering beast.

A distinct, heterogeneous and intense presence with an impending purpose.

It's a hallucination.

The sound of low footsteps coming through the rain seems to be transmitting.

I wonder if it's really him.

I stepped a little faster, just in case.

I'll at least let you take the test, even if it's not very favorable.

The spatial distortion artifact must be very useful.

Even if you keep it hidden and you never give it to me, if you mix it up, you can still use it for your next life.

Knowledge will accumulate.

Even Mudcash was confident that he would not easily lose even if he attacked me.

Even the wizards of Azura have absorbed it several times already.

< Maybe you found something?

Isaac looks down at me and talks.

After entering the forest, Isaac says nothing more than to leave the matter to me.

Maybe he's into something else. I nodded slightly excitedly.

If you haven't used your detection skills to their fullest, you're still a long way from being aware of them.

I'm very lucky.

I haven't even looked back a tenth of the vast Eastern Mountains.

I couldn't find it all the time, so I tried to invest for this week, but I only found it for three days.

The moonlight mountain landscape felt more beautiful.

I often began to follow a precarious course.

It's been an hour.

However, the distance is rarely narrowed.

It's not a setback.

The landscape is constantly changing, and Isaac doesn't say that either.

Just stay off the streets.

Mud Cash intentionally stays away from me.

Pot!

I walked a little faster and ran, but the distance was constantly adjusting according to the target's will.

Goblin legs are short, so I didn't mean to be gentle.

Running moderately fast, but the distance remains relaxed.

Two are analogous here.

One.

Mud Cash has the same senses as I do on this street.

A family of sorts nearby.

I don't know.

Two.

Mud Cash can move fast enough not to be left behind by me. The user walks slowly and quickly to move the target accordingly. Suddenly, nothing else in the forest cared about anything but his presence.

Goblin Wizard Mud Cash.

Who the hell is this guy?

It was night again.

Nightlife

This time, I did not try to narrow the street, but opened it up a bit on my side.

Then I could feel him slowly following me.

To be honest, my heart was decent and quite excited, and a little anxiety began to mix. Even though I often walked fast, the distance was still the same.

It was the same with running.

I couldn't stop the pursuit.

It was the same with Hidden Skills. I can't even lie to Lena in front of my eyes.

Despite using skills, Mud Cash, a few kilos away, has been chasing me.

It was night again.

Now I'm confused whether I'm chasing him or being chased by him.

It was time to decide what to do.

< Hmm. >

Isaac glances up at the sky.

I took a deep breath at the end of the growing phenomenon , and Isaac told me.

< Do you keep your distance?

I nodded.

“Continue.”

After Isaac entered the Eastern Mountains, he became the first serious face.

< I need to pursue. Catch up with the opponent at the highest speed possible. I'll take care of it from up there.

That much?

Pod 'Duck!

Isaac flies up to the sky without waiting for an answer.

Mud Cash might be doing you a favor or bringing in an adversary.

If you know that the Goblin Tribe died miserably, you may think it was me.

Torture may have figured out the code to find him.

We may have to fight.

Dallac.

I fixed the longsword I found on the battlefield.

Pick up two sacks and carry one on your back.

Anyway, let's meet.

[Activates sprinting Lv.7!]

[500% speed.] [24: 59 left]

Pa!

The rain creaks and slashes sharply between the armor.

Theanne!

[Activates Gale Lv.2!]

Within the boundaries of two years, I learned a little bit more about using magic bare.

I let the wind blow from behind and swiftly rushed forward for a moment.

The opposing Pokémon's sudden burst of panic quickly opens its streets, but at some point, it realizes it's not going as fast as it should.

300 meters.

200.

100.

Fifty.

You see a large boulder rising in the forest.

I felt the motion behind me.

I didn't know it from afar, but the closer I got, the smaller it felt.

Wood Duck.

I grabbed the knife tightly.

Mud Cash is here.

40 meters.

Do you think they'll attack us with magic?

30 meters.

But if you were going to do that, you'd have to attack with the streets wide open.

If you're planning on launching a magic attack, you shouldn't let it get this close.

20 meters.

Do you think he'll take the test?

10 meters.

Would it be possible to just give him a spatial distortion pouch and call it a test?

That's too much.

Should I ask him about the Goblin Tribe? Anyway.

You approach the rock and repeat the sound for three days.

“Drunk.

Pasquan • Ang!

A shadow protrudes from behind the rock, clearing the streets in an instant and punching me in the stomach.

Hiding behind the rock, the sound of a man blowing at me, the sound of a fist blowing, and the sound of his armor crumbling all at the same time echoes.

Crazy! Boom!

The opposing team grabs my shoulder with a huge hand and strikes me with its other fist, its belly, chest and face.

The first blade, without a single blade, snaps and flies like a hand.

I couldn't even count how many hits I got in a hurry.

Light it up!

The new armor found on the battlefield has already been torn apart by the opposing Pokémon's grip and fist.

He raised his arms and barely held back a clenched fist, but this time his feet and knees flexed like a storm from both sides.

I'm in.

Power to break iron and shatter rocks in a single blow.

I was caught, so I couldn't even fly backwards.

[Attention! Your health has dropped below 80%!]

I can't do this.

‘Freeze. Double casting. A concussion.’

The user barely holds out its magic and grabs the opposing Pokémon's thick arm, which looks like an iron pillar.

Phage job!

A yellow concussion flashes across your frozen white arm.

“Ugh.

At least he was hit.

I spit out a shallow groan and slapped his cheek with my other hand.

‘Blast. Gale. ’

Hrrrrrrr!

The wind and firepower of the fist are drawn by the mediator, and the target's body is blown back over three metres.

The only thing I trained for two years was using magic with my bare fists.

It was a different dimension than before, even with a vector called Carl that was not used properly.

However, the opponent who went out the back bounces back and swept at me with his claws.

Zaairen!

grey lightning like movement.

The red eyes meet and then you know the situation.

This is the second one I've seen.

The wolf with Deer Aesar.

Of course, there's no way he could be a Mud Cash disguise.

“I see. Strong.

The werewolf protrudes from behind the rock, muttering to me with gray eyes.

Behind the body like a lump of iron more than three meters, there was a phenomenon that was gently shining.

“Colleague's. Revenge. I'm here to do it.”

The moonlight seemed to turn from his fingernails to gray.