Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

One week left.

In the meantime, I have a job to do.

< Let's study in the meantime.

I looked up at the expanse. I can't see the end over there. A passageway that says it was six cities.

I'm very interested in what I've seen so far.

< I'm going into that passageway. What about you?

“Are you suggesting we move separately? ”

< Yes, we don't have to move together, right? Spacious place, one week left. Let's use it efficiently. >

“Then I'll stay here. ”

It's called a secure area.

Attention, Cage, abandoned bones.

After filling Isaac with magic, I blew him away.

I looked at the giant bones trapped in the cubic cage.

Maybe it was reckless.

The smallest one is bigger than a Troll. He has a skill called the Monarch of Bones, but all he had to do was raise a baby wolf.

But if you're going to be here for a week anyway, feel free to observe.

I tried to tear each one apart calmly.

Taking a closer look, you can often see unknown debris stuck between the delicate teeth, or crushed by a huge hand.

Quadruck!

I bent the bars with my hands and opened them.

You open the mouth of a giant beast and hit the debris inside.

Residents seem to have used this place for execution and torture.

Experiments and fun are not just magical things.

I was no longer interested in human bones I had seen enough.

Dallac.

I just scattered the matching bones and focused on the bones of the magic objects.

Shins, claws, teeth, twisted bones...

I walked between the bones and the bones.

The bones trapped in the cage were not strange.

Most of the bones were new to me, but I didn't feel much distance.

Even when I was down, I looked at the beast that was taller than the standing height.

Some of them had columns of small leg bone thickness.

Sharp teeth that were not sharpened after a thousand years gave me more familiarity than gloom.

With a hand that's familiar with the blade,

Hold one by one.

With a familiar human eye, I quietly search through the structure of the old things.

A thousand years ago, in the land of magic.

The dust piled up on the bones pushes something long-standing into the foothills of memory.

Moon

Rock.

I didn't take it down.

The lower jaw of the giant magical object, alone, was a fornicator.

I grabbed the jawbone that came down with a squirming grip.

I feel the power to come back up.

“This is...

A thousand years ago, the bones that had stopped were fainting.

[Monarch of Bones Lv.? Activate…]

[You have moved the bones of the Ancient Magic.] [Skill EXP increased significantly.]

It was absurd.

I remembered a past where no baby troll could move.

I didn't even think about moving.

Bait.

A broken wing bone rises over three meters.

Just trying to recall something near the magical objects, they were moving slowly.

[Skill EXP...]

Memories no longer come to mind.

Even the strangest emotions are cut off and barely come up, stuttering.

Grief. Curse. Birth. Answer. Rotten blood. Compromise. Thirst. Select...

Dallac.

The long tail, which stretched over a few meters, dries off the floor.

I mean, even being cut off is...

I knew it as soon as I saw it.

The window of skill EXP rises sharply in front of you.

A rash sound resounded in my head in a row.

[Skill level has increased!]

[Monarch of Bones Lv.1 > Lv. xxxxx

Increases overall comprehension of bones.

Increases your chance to pillage your opponent's bones in battle. Increases the range available for hijacking.

It's a much more complex structure.

and assemble them.

Increases your base liking of Race: Skeleton by 5.

Control is increased to 50.

Enables training for individuals under your control. Training increases Amity and the ability of the individual.

[Fairy tale rate drops.]

[68.49% > 66.31% …]

Two episodes of dizziness occurred.

The world is like Omrad.

Dizziness occurred immediately when the anecdote rate dropped.

Afterwards, it was dizziness caused by embarrassment and doubts about falling more than 2%.

Dalgric. Dalgric. Dalrak...

It was hard to tell whether I was manipulating moving bones or mistaken for dizziness.

Bones move, they don't move, they move, they move...

Their lives were sealed away in cages.

It felt clear.

There seemed to be a blank space in time.

[Skill level has increased!]

[Monarch of Bones Lv.1 > Lv.3]

About the bones...

In battle...

Your basic liking of 'Race: Skeleton' increases by 10.

Control is increased to 250.

As EXP continues to increase, skills

The moment the level reappears.

Fluffy.

The bones have stopped moving.

I could see why my Skill EXP didn't go up that much and my control was extremely low.

The Monarch of Bones is not a thread tied to a fallen one.

They already know how to move.

All you have to do is look at the hundreds of thousands of moves.

Queek.

He was more than two meters long and bowed his head to me. I put my finger on the big head.

Someday...

I feel like I've committed a terrible sin against them.

It may be possible, but I didn't want to encourage them.

Gain [Perks, Connections (A).]

[You can share the World Awareness of Control entities as they are.]

Increases Control to 350

In the event of death of an individual who is in contact with you, you will experience a period of cognitive impairment.

Anger, sadness, despair, fear, anger...

The moment the privilege came into effect, I couldn't stand the screams of the bones rushing into my head.

Gizgerai, how the hell do you keep doing this?

Tick-tock, tick-tock!

< Hey! Wake up! What are you doing down here?

< What in the world are you studying bones?

Did you make a scene?

I looked at all of us, torn with my bare hands.

Locusts.

< Don't let go of my wrist for no reason? I think I need to calm down.

“I'm fine.”

< It's not okay at all. We don't know each other.

Did you make a mess?

First time using it, it's a side effect of connectivity.

If you tell Isaac what's going on, he'll make sure to raise the bones here and use them as an army.

“Did you find what you wanted? ”

Luckily, Isaac didn't dig.

< So, I've already found my way to Erastor.

“Erast..? Is it the rubia?”

The crow nods.

< So, you are a person of great interest? We'll have to check it out from there, but don't you know today's the week?

It's been seven days.

< T&T would have contacted me. Go upstairs and check it out.

Someone in a black hood stands in front of you.

The lord introduces the opponent as a T&T messenger and goes outside.

“Greetings.”

The red eyes glow in the black hood.

Not human.

The Destroyed Horde? No, it's a little leopard.

It was the first I'd ever heard of.

The target takes off the hood before asking Isaac any more questions.

For a moment, I thought they were Sharonian, but my arms and legs are longer and thinner than hers.

Above the brown skin, the opponent with a close, rounded spot looks poisonous and elegant.

< It's a pity that you covered yourself in a hood. Short, blunt things hunt so much that they can't bear to be beautiful... >

The opposing Pokémon glances at me with red eyes.

I asked impulsively.

“Is it okay to go like that? ”

It is in the middle of a thriving city.

Like Isaac said, you can't look good in the eyes of humans.

But he shakes his head.

“There's no man faster than me. ”

“Hmm.”

It was funny to say.

“What did Lena say? ”

The target finds something in the hood and pushes it forward.

It was sealed tightly.

“I'm just a messenger. I don't know what was written in the letter. If you need to contact other branches, come to a small distance behind the Ed Forest Elf Inn. That's the fourth house on the right there. It's a flat gray roof. ”

Bang!

The target flinches back as you finish speaking.

< My eyes are very dull.

“Is that your taste?"

< Why, do you care?

I didn't know what you were talking about. I glanced at him and ripped out the envelope.

“To allies far away. ”

I stopped looking at the first head of the letter.

It reminds me of what Isaac told me to keep my eyes open.

Am I the only one missing the painting that Lena and Isaac wanted to see together?

< What are you doing, I'm not taking it out.

I read a sophisticated handwritten letter without forgetting a single letter.

The T&T contacted the erl and gave him all the information, the erl immediately succeeded in obtaining the diamond, and the erl told him

< It's a success? Did you get rid of the rats inside the guild as well?

I nodded and passed on the next chapter.

When Vibrio was unable to serve as Lord Justice, he was told to postpone the Lord of Erasth's trial until sunrise in the southern province of the Emperor.

I know the exact time.

Gizgerai came down from the south.

Three months from now, the time of the assassination of the Emperor.

It's embarrassing.

“I can't believe it's been delayed like that. I thought the Marquis would come.

But Isaac was not surprised at all. Rather, I nodded as if I had heard what I was waiting for.

< Look at this, you're sure?

“What are you talking about? ”

< That's what you said. Honestly, Marquis,

It's natural to send, right? And a good excuse to stop the investigation.

Yes, it is.

Moreover, there is no guarantee that the Marquis will render a favourable verdict to Rubia.

“Is that unacceptable to you at all? ”

< Now you're talking to me? Lord Erastor will make slaves of your ranks without fail. Do you think the ghosts were just setting it up like you said?

< I was going to go, but I also need to tear the flesh. Please postpone your membership to the Merchant Guild.

Isaac flaps his wings, wondering what kind of honey you're hiding in there.

It reminds me of my old memories.

[It's ridiculous that the story written in the imperial slander is true.]

[There's something really out there.]

[I heard Sardia said to look harder during the week. Since yesterday.]

Erast.

A small southern city...

Nevertheless.

A place where ghosts of Imperial Guard rank are prepared for a "situation."

With Isaac, you might be able to learn a secret. If we don't figure it out, Rubia will be stuck in a past where she's dying of agony.

“Wait a minute.”

Widen your field of view.

I recalled Isaac's words and went to the lord.

“When is Baron Chandler coming back? ”

Ten years later, the younger Lord Grasmeyr looked at me in astonishment.

“You know my son. Well, now that the shaman's curse is lifted, I'm going to bring him back early.” The curse is no longer inherited.

“So you're going to give me your title?” The lord nods.

“Of course. We need to get him settled in as soon as possible. Can I play now? ”

Expectations and pride are mixed with looks and voices.

You can't imagine being eaten by a caterpillar.

I'll be able to grab that hand before it gets eaten by a bug.

For my use, of course.

It was a straight line to the Erast.

No shortcut could be faster than an extended basement.

I recall going with Isaac.

It reminds me of a time when this guy didn't hate Rubia that much.

In fact, I think my aunt knew Rubia better than I did.

Surprisingly, the tea party in the capital that she enjoyed, if it wasn't for Isaac, wouldn't have made her so petty.

< What do you think?

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

< Kuahaha! Haha! Hahahaha! >

Isaac sits on his head and pounds his helmet with his beak.

Isaac laughs for a while, and then lets out a faint sigh. The answer was empty.

I knew it was a wrong question when I spit it out.

Somehow, his mouth seemed to be fluttering.

Isaac turns his back.

< Isn't it amazing that it's connected to the immunity of the city? I can't believe we're so close to the center.

The passageway is a thousand years old.

But the castles of the six cities cannot all be that old.

< Why were the castles there?

I think it's better to organize my thoughts than to really ask me.

“I don't know. Did you rebuild the castle where the ancient castles fell? ”

The apostle dug a cave in the castle, and the castle was destroyed afterwards. After the apostles disappeared, the humans raised the castle after the debris...

Surprisingly, he quietly agreed.

Maybe.

“What do you think? He didn't answer.

Instead, I pointed forward with my beak.

< Erast. it takes less than a day

I climbed one step up the spiderweb-like ladder. I could burst up in no time, but somehow the ceiling leading up to Erastor made me hesitate like the night sky. ”There's no such thing as closure, is there? ”

< I let it all go the last time I came. Just pull it up hard.

Kugu Palace •

I opened the lid with my hands intact. A bright light pours in.

Carefully looking around, the books are everywhere.

“Erast. library? ”

Kung-fu!

The exit closes as if there was nothing.

It was a low, flat floor that could not be found with a handle or lever.