Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

“Then, why are you hesitating? Let's go to Erastor tomorrow. ”

“You want me to come with you? ”

The old man smiled at me. When I make eye contact, my mind becomes cloudy. The comfort that seems to be going well spreads. No anxiety, no danger.

There is a strong trust and a strong bond that seems to have known each other for decades.

“Do you not like it? ”

That can't be right.

“No, I'm not.”

Rather, I'd like to ask you on my side. We need to see for ourselves how Rubia became lord.

It would be a shame to hear the news.

This lifetime, Ray Rubia appeared to be the lord ready.

Many of her subordinates, and the influence she has over her uncle, can only be seen by her.

If you get my secret support and you see how well she's doing, that's as good as it gets.

Nothing to be proud of.

It seems to pierce the blurred mind and form a statue of light in your head.

As you think of Rubia, the cold light streams into the small gaps around the place.

I quickly slipped somewhere, and my mind stopped for a moment.

I…

Can I do this?

No, it's not.

Anyway, we're on our way to Rubia. That made me feel more comfortable again.

The old man walks out.

You followed the old man through the blessings of seclusion.

Were they waiting everywhere?

“Priest!"

Black stain.

These guys have black tattoos on their foreheads and eyes, not on their necks.

“Are you on a special trip? ”

These people didn't show up the last time.

It looks like they react unless they are on regular outings once a week.

Where did you see those people?

I thought for a moment and remembered.

Cattle ranch.

They weren't the same, of course, but they had a black tattoo on the other side of their neck.

I'm suddenly curious about the ranch.

I heard caterpillars are for war.

But I haven't seen anything like caterpillars on the front lines of the Freedom Alliance.

Seeing the caterpillar comes after killing two horseshoers and coming to the capital.

I remember the faces of the monarchs who were changing shape, sticky and swollen.

< Not yet. Ready. No. Never mind... >

Does that mean that the caterpillar wasn't able to make its living until that point?

Or did it mean that the prepared individuals were put into Ember?

Details...

If you gain the trust of the priests,

You can hear it.

I trust him...

Faith is comfortable.

“Ah, yes. ”

The old man nods at his newcomers.

“Southern city. I'm going to Erast. it's an adjustment to the title dispute. Prepare yourself. ”

“Yes, priest. ”

“Erastor. Are you siding with Ray Kirk? ”

“On the contrary. ”

The two underlings who perform the elderly

I was neither surprised nor surprised.

“Then you don't have to go. Those men are all our pawns. You order a suicide, and if you don't listen, you can just kill it and it'll be over. ”

Duke Vibrio winks at me and shakes his hand.

“You need to pay more attention. Prepare.”

“I understand.”

The men move quickly without vomiting any more.

I walked for another ten minutes.

A spectacular wagon approaches you from the road.

It was a glamorous wagon that I had seen in the assassination of Gizgerai, just as glamorous as the emperor.

The Duke's Wagon, with your horse.

Two horsemen dressed in fancy uniforms were sitting on chairs, and the decorations seemed luxurious all around.

However, you don't have the equipment to defend yourself against attacks.

Of course, the moment you attack that wagon, no human will die.

You'll be sorry you were born.

It reminds me of a plaza made by an old man.

The bones will be applied to the floor and the soft flesh will be rounded up.

Treating humans that way. Maybe there's something to learn.

Build, not just slaughter.

There is no waste there.

It is complete control beyond fear. The old man boards the wagon with a gracious look on his face.

I chased after him, watching him.

After the statue of Ilyenne, you climb up the sloped road.

Wide "White Square" unfolds. From morning to day, every walk will reflect unbound light and confuse your gaze.

The evening square was red.

There was a sunset sitting on a marble square that I didn't know where it came from.

Vibrio's wagon passes by the desolate 'Red Square’.

Approaching the Great Gate.

Dagdac! Dagdac!

I look back at the sound of a fast chase.

There were several knights running across a vast square. Despite the tangled sunset, the knight's armor remained clear blue.

The man in the lead is now more familiar than ever.

You're not going to get caught, but you step back and clear a space.

The swift knights encircle the fancy wagon.

“What are you doing? ”

The old man's got his hands on his henchmen.

I stopped him.

Have they been chasing me?

They may have left traces traceable somewhere.

[Rest assured.]

As I watched, nervous and a few meters away, the old man's will was conveyed to me.

[If this guy hadn't followed me, I would have been very sad.]

A message that resonates directly with the mind.

As if it were my idea...

Maybe he's building a deeper bond with the old man.

[It's nothing.]

Vibrio's words calm me down.

Well, Regent Diamond is already sealed.

Now come on, what can the Marquis do?

Hee-hee-hee!

Miyuk shot at the old man fiercely.

“What's going on? ”

The monarch whispers.

“It's nothing. It's just a routine search. The process of finding lost artifacts. ”

The knights jump lightly off the horse and surround the wagon.

It was a circular gin that didn't want to give you a hole to get out.

The old man says they don't give a shit about the Marquis.

I looked at the horse.

“You came in person in such a hurry. Did I do something special? ”

“It wouldn't be a problem unless you had something on your mind. Oh, we're still searching the house. ”

“To that little house? Haha. But there's something to search for there. The ball is too interested in me. ”

“You already know everything about why I'm here. ”

“I have no idea. Anyway, it's good to see you. ”

“to hide it in a wagon or a house.

I don't think it's going to be sloppy, but I have to do it, too. ”

“What's the old man smell like? I don't know if it's bothering me to get a diplomatic degree without territory. ”

The old man provokes the Marquis, his lips twitching.

No matter what, you are confident that you will never find the artifact.

The old man said to the baron, who ignored and dared to search the wagon.

“Y-you said Isabelle Simone. Take care of the commander. Did she say she was sick? ”

The Marquis's eyebrows twitch slightly, but soon sink again.

It is a callous face that you did not show when you chased me.

I thought humans were supposed to be capable of such cold resection.

Isabello, while Miss Jude is still alive, may that be the character of Marquis Leandro.

The gaze of the invisible human being became entangled in the air.

“Search the wagon. Check all empty spaces. ”

The knights who received the order gave me Vibrio.

I passed.

I let the wagons down with my hands, tearing the inside out one by one.

“Can you handle this? ”

“Do I look reckless to you?” I think you're a reckless human...

In addition to the artifact of light, you bring up the story of Isabelle and scratch your insides one more time.

Maybe it's his fault.

The baron does not conceal his hatred for the old man.

I'm sure of your information. Isabelle is his weakness. I wonder if I can connect the two of you to one body.]

An old man's body must mean something quite different.

However, I feel that if I make the two of them into one body, the efficiency of the Marquis of Leandro will be ineffective.

I think it would be better to write it down separately. Due to unilateral communication, there is no way to communicate my opinions now.

It's not the shield of light, which is its original shape, but if there were only diamonds left, I could find them with just enough weight to find them.

The baron looks at the old man with sharp eyes and twitches his eyebrows again.

I didn't even search my body.

I didn't even search the body at that size.

Even if it's that big, a body search won't bring it out.

“Excuse me.”

The Count had no choice but to spit out an apology in front of Vibrio.

There was none.

Vibrio taps the Marquis on the shoulder, smiling brightly.

“No, there's nothing to be sorry about. It's a natural outcome. ”

“But where. Are you going?”

“Haven't you heard? They're going to Erast.Maybe a succession conflict. An old man as relaxed as me should go. ”

The monarch lowers his head slightly and retreats. He doesn't seem interested in such things at all.

“Please do a proper search of the house. I just don't want you to destroy everything.

When you get old, you can't do homelessness? ”

“Charge me for the damages.” The baron leaves that word and turns his head.

[You.]

Vibrio is calling me.

[Can you stay in the capital for a while? Not for long. All you have to do is watch the baron search my house.]

It's not a difficult request.

The old man saw my side hiding in the dark and kept talking.

[We haven't met for a while. You're my most reliable proxy. Can you do that?]

Of course.

I'm glad I'm Vibrio's most reliable proxy.

I wondered what the Marquis had left to do.

You nod, hiding in the dark, and silently follow the knights.

It wasn't hard to follow. What's important about tailing is adjusting the distance.

It's hard to keep up with parts that you don't want to miss or be seen.

But no matter how close you get, it gets easier if you don't get caught. The knights immediately arrived at Vibrio's house.

Leandro looks through the empty house and sighs.

“I think we're done here. ”

Immediately he sighed.

Starting with the large willow tree planted nearby and under the bank tree, I opened the door and looked through the small space on the furniture.

Vibrio's house was very small and the baron found nothing.

After an hour of searching, the monarch sent the knights all home.

“From here on out, I'm on my own. ”

“Master...! ”

“Did they steal it, too? Duke Vibrio is absolutely right, isn't he? I'm sure it's serious...

You mean there's no evidence.

“Enough.”

Just as you are conscious of the possibility that someone is watching, the baron shuts his servant's mouth.

“Oh, I'm sorry. ”

“All hands, disengage from operation. You've done well so far. ”

Marquis Leandro's resolute tone makes the knights turn quietly.

The secret passageway on the floor where the bald guy came out, the passageway with the black box.

As expected, the seclusion here is incredibly powerful.

The old man is his deputy.

A wizard far superior to Azura's Towers.

This house is a workshop of such power.

The monarch appears to be a butterfly on top of the tough silver thread he left behind.

The prince left alone sits on a chair in the house at all.

I closed my eyes and entered meditation as if I was trying to feel something.

How long has it been?

The baron slowly raises his sword. The moon was rising at such a slow rate.

What are you going to do with that attitude?

But...

I felt a strange horror as I was preparing to cut it down, with the blade pointed at the top.

Ear webs that harass the human senses and distort the mind.

I can't see it. It can't be touched by touch. We can't break it with strength or catch it fast.

But there, they snatch and tear the limbs of any butterfly they want.

The monarch completely dissipates from his body and aims at a silence in the air, as if he were reading from a separate world.

Between faces and faces, between lines and lines, between points and points...

Small dots rotate slowly.

A slanted slash like a crescent crescent with a broken line.

The moment a ghost tried to kill Isabelle, herself, the empire, and finally the human race.

Kwakwang!