Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

Shoot him.

The cold raindrops squeezed the last amount of warmth left in the air.

Territory Erast.

I've been there a few times before, but I might have missed something.

The city where the elite ghosts live. This can't be a normal place. We need to get to the last one thoroughly.

I looked around the castle calmly.

However, even with the knowledge of magic, I could not find anything unusual.

Using the Magic Detection did not catch anything.

There's got to be something.

I became more cautious when I thought it might be due to lack of knowledge or skills.

It was when I was wandering around.

“Brother, I've come to trust you. It's weird here, isn't it? ”

I heard a strange voice.

I quietly approached.

A few men near the outer spire were having a drink and talking.

One of them looks familiar.

‘Long time no see. ’

Ray Kirk. Now he's a familiar Rubia uncle.

Those who sat around the large table seemed to be on the side of a less strict ascending and descending relationship.

It was a strange feeling to be pushed all the way here by Rubia without resistance.

“Honestly, Kirk should have taken over the guards. ”

The expression that blames me without hesitation.

It is difficult to know which is the advantage.

“I didn't know that Rubia bitch had claws. He was really nice when he was a kid. ”

“Making it good is easy. ”

The dry man squeezes his hand and twists his thin lips as he straightens it.

“I'm good at that. ”

“What if the judge picks on us for what we've done? You said he didn't have teeth in his teeth on the line. ”

“Don't worry. Have you forgotten what our line is? ”

I looked at my uncle, trying to reassure his side.

It's the same blood as Rubia's, but she's been dead for a long time, looking like she was taken care of. The man who was sitting in the corner silently interrupted.

“The Secret Squad. Orders?”

“Shh! Do you want to die? I don't know when or where I'm listening. You don't have to worry about it anyway. They're the ones who sent me here in the first place. ”

Secret Squad.

You mean ghosts.

Besides, they sent Kirk here.

I didn't know it would be directly connected.

It was new information.

However, the ghosts in Erasts abandoned Ray Kirk without hesitation after my disturbance.

That kind of loss after all.

“But what's it look like to give up the inner castle? ”

Another human grumbles, looking out the window.

“But where are the others? ”

“I went to Eublam for fun. It's not the same as here. The asfode is holding tight.

I looked at them for a moment.

The cruel impression of the body was quite comforting, but it was a brutal group that could not even reach the end of the sword.

It won't take a second to annihilate.

But that's the wrong way.

I don't know why, but there are elite ghosts here. He is directly involved enough to send Kirk, the quartermaster, to plant the lord.

Of course, now that you've absorbed the passengers, there's a chance.

But the duchess in the back.

I can't imagine how strong it will be. You are beaten without a proper fight in Grasmear's basement.

We can get a few right now, but there's no guarantee that the Duke's power is all he's capable of.

Although I don't know the exact skill set, it is likely that even Prince Leandro was killed by the Duke of Girls.

Ultra-thin black, used to stay on the tips of nails with golden nail polish.

It matches the wound on the Marquis's body. I thought I was being unreasonably strong and came back, but I confronted the reality that there was not much I could do in Erastor.

Two weeks until the Marquis arrives.

If he gives a verdict in favour of Rubia, can Rubia be the lord here without all the noise?

The existence of undetectable ghosts bothers me so much that the reason they're here is unbearable.

There's no way to provoke the ghosts.

I'm not stupid enough.

Careful.

Nevertheless, I have no intention of leaving here without doing anything for Rubia.

Even if we can't prepare ourselves for ghosts or swordsmen, there are many ways to stop Ray Kirk's horde.

It would be nice if you could continue your assigned protection, but we can't do that until the Marquis gets here.

Let's do what we can.

Pot!

I flew straight from the spire, heading out of the city.

The first is money.

Across the stream into the woods. I planted the weeds on purpose and headed to a poisonous place.

There is no moonlight, but at this level the darkness will not interfere at all.

Ting.

It was the same.

Thousands of Loti's worth of hidden treasures lie within a lightly dug ground.

You take out three pieces of silver from the ground and recover all the other two buried.

Even a card from the Merchant Guild is neatly placed inside the chest.

Aspode, the Guard Commander, will panic and have a seizure if he realizes it's gone.

Kill him first. In terms of small safety.

You have to exterminate the Eublam Garrison before you can do anything.

I've already confirmed that she's not responding. The only thing that matters is the riot in Erastor.

For the massacre of the Asfode horde, you break into the castle, circle around the watchtower and find a familiar face below. Benson Pretcher was here.

Human hunter Benson Pretzer.

The hammer that killed Rubia for the first time.

The hammer that broke my skull several times is still on my back today.

If even familiarity can be felt, would it be exaggerated?

I aimed my magic at the stumbler somewhere.

Phage

You seem a little weak in your magic.

You're only experiencing a three-level concussion, but your fingerbones are numb.

“Whoa.

The moment I yawned, I shot a flashlight at the open mouth.

Flash!

He swallowed lightning with his mouth.

I roasted and trembled without screaming.

Parker, Parker!

There were strong sparks everywhere, soaked in rain.

I fell straight down, burying my face in the rain pit and trembling constantly.

“Yves. Yves. ”

He's still alive.

He's quite strong, and he's a bit weak because he fired with his bare hands without a staff.

I think I need to get the right cane.

Aggregating magic with highly sensitive mediators seems to be a much more important problem for power than I thought.

“Hmm.

Whilst trying to figure out where to get the staff, the lightning paralyzed him and stopped moving with the end of the grand seizure.

Drowned in the dirt.

Not the one with clear blood on his hands, so it looks good on him.

I wandered around the guard's barracks to see if there were any that knew their faces.

Unfortunately, Aspode has disappeared somewhere.

It's annoying to find out where they are with torture. His neighbours don't even notice when I'm standing right behind them.

Humans are embarrassed to face each other, but you tear a thick barracks apart.

“W-who is that? ”

Then I wrapped a cloth around their necks and hung them one by one on the beam.

“Hic. Hic! ”

I keep thinking about those who struggle in the air with a painful look on their faces, and I write down the book of human trafficking on a piece of paper with a mature feather pen.

Red Flake coming through!

You stick a piece of paper in their chest with it.

I'm quite proud of the idea that I've been properly overwritten.

Red flakes with guys like Lumen Valdorf and Starlight Fox, that's enough for one finger.

is possible.

Moreover, Red Flake seems to want to look like a group chasing justice in its own way.

It's a possibility.

No one's going to hurt Red Flake that much just because they're dead.

It won't hurt.

One member may be as good as one or more swordsmanship overall.

“Ugh.”

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It was then.

“Aaaah! What the hell! ”

A new voice echoes.

The crossbowman and Yublam's guard commander Aspode come in and shout, "Where have you been?"

“What the hell is this? Hey!”

“Be quiet. ”

Two whitened tongues were affixed with pens to the lower jaw.

“Eek! Sew it.!"

I thought I'd make a quest somewhere else if I couldn't get rid of it here, but I got in just in time.

You should say you're lucky. Blood flows from your mouth through the pen. I was going to write red on the wall, but it was too much trouble, so I decided to just kill him.

Suitable for skill experiments.

I raised the skill list.

A poison skill absorbed from a Purson follower snake.

Liquid mediators are required to exert their effects.

Human blood is, of course, a good liquid.

[Poison: blunt tears]

Disables respiratory organs. The opponent suffocates.

“Do you like tears? ”

Both hands shake their heads desperately.

I want to grant you one last wish.

Forget this.

“Flowers?”

They hesitate for a moment and nod.

[Poison: Fire Flower]

It makes the blood crystals spike and tear off all the blood vessels.

[Activates skill.]

uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

The green light quickly spread to the mouths of the two humans, riding on a bloody pen.

——! ”

The screaming double spear echoes.

The pain is quite severe, and blood leaks out into the skin.

Not a very suitable skill for human torture.

It takes longer to die than I thought, but I can't stop in between.

Literally.

There is no way to dissolve blood that has already become a sharp crystal.

‘This skill is not functional. A long time later, they were lying on the floor.

I threw it away and came out.

We need to get the equipment first.

It's Kim from Ublam.

The blacksmith visited the old man's house and robbed all his equipment.

I've seen Dwarf armor in my last life, but the old man's skill is considerable.

Armor with dark memories. Dallac.

I caught a black iron cage.

Grasmear's Fire.

You aim forward at the long tube that radiates live sparks, and gently grasp the manual pump handle.

What's in here is an incredibly persistent and dreadful statue unlike anything I can smoke with my magic.

Magic and technology.

Either way, there's no reason to exclude or be complacent.

I choose or harmonize as needed

The area of ​ ​ the Scarab that was burned by the Star Bright Fox.

You said legacy?

I still remember that glide.

What kind of flying magic can fly that fast?

Huff, puff, puff.

The blacksmith wears armor inside the house. The best equipment was recovered.

You hurl a piece of silver on the ground and head for Grasmear.

It's time to spend some money.