Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

“A second story? You were... embarrassed.

You said you'd do something for me at the time.

He didn't even ask for it, but he said he would do whatever he wanted.

Nothing you can do, nothing you can't do.

That's how I heard about Mud Cash, the Goblin Wizard.

The mystery of the dismemberment of the species.

He said as if.

So you're telling me you were actually hiding a second story?

I didn't understand.

It seemed desperate and authentic enough at the time.

I guess I was fooled.

“Then from the beginning..! ”

It was a moment of anger and reprimand.

< Wait. This guy is now possessed by something.

Isaac stopped me with a cold sunken tone.

"Covered"? ’

< Or. Condition. Just don't interrupt the conversation. Maybe he was just stimulated and lost information. Just listen to the second story.

Then, it looked a little strange.

Has he ever had that look in his eye?

Once Isaac says so, you nod.

“Good. What's the second tale about the Wizard Mud Cash? ”

He said with a big smile.

“Actually, you should go to the Western Desert, not the Eastern Mountains. ”

Completely the opposite direction, even if you try to sunset it. It was ridiculous.

Not at all aware of intent

I endured Isaac's words for a moment.

“So?”

The crowd responded.

“In fact, go there and take advantage, take advantage, take advantage! It should be. ”

“Good. What does that mean? ”

The Sangoblin I rescued looked me straight in the eye.

“It doesn't mean anything. ”

Xxxxxx.

I feel a rush of energy in my hand.

I felt a deep meeting about rescuing the Goblin area.

Pod 'Duck!

Isaac flies overhead.

< Say yes. I'll take care of the rest.

I believed him and nodded my head. He glanced at the Hobgoblin smiling.

“Is there anything else you want to say? ”

“Yes, that's it. ”

No matter how absurd I thought, I had nothing to say.

What if we go to the Western Desert and there's nothing else?

Do I have to repeat the same thing again?

It was that moment.

< The longer the life. Your forgetfulness deepens.

Isaac makes fun of the beak while chanting the spell. Random Yield

A long order followed.

“Hmph. My head is a little dizzy... The crowded crow grips his head and sits down.

“What did you do? ”

< Just now. I erased your memory. Sensitive. Tough. It was a task. >

I can't believe you picked up the memory and deleted it.

Is that even possible?

It was a frightening ability, no matter how powerful he was. Besides, he hasn't regained his strength at all.

When I looked at him dazed, Isaac said helplessly.

< Very difficult work for now. Done. Head for the woods now. If he stops cramping. Right... >

Grass.

The crow falls straight down without joining the horse.

“Isaac..! ”

The second thing that happened.

I thought I'd have to use magic, but I told you to hide now.

I hugged the helpless one like a broken doll and hid myself in the woods for a while.

I had some insight into what Isaac had ordered from me.

Erase Memory...

The convulsions of the boom-tong, which wrapped around the head, trembled slowly stopped.

Isaac tried to erase the memory of that Hopgoblin and make this his third encounter.

You hold the stunned crow in your arms and reveal yourself again.

He spoke to me with a blank expression somewhere.

“Really. Thank you so much! If there's anything that might help, please hear me out! ”

It's exactly the same reaction.

Just a moment ago, the only memory that told me to go to the Western Desert was erased.

The only thing that's changed is the look of a blank eye somewhere.

Side effects of memory editing.

Son of a bitch, you can do that...

I confidently said to the crowded, conscious of the Crow doll in my arms.

“Is this about the Goblin Wizard Mud Cash? Go to the Western Desert. Profit, gain, gain! I said nothing happened. ”

Isaac forced the situation to continue after one more regression.

I didn't want to waste the situation that made me fall down.

I looked straight at the boom.

“That doesn't mean anything, though. I thought I was meeting Mud Cash. ”

You want me to say something crazy again?

This time, the jigsaw chase boom was not greatly surprised. The young Hobgoblin became completely expressionless.

He raises his eyes slowly, as if he's being controlled by something. The chilly chill sweeps through my spine thoroughly.

“Then you should hear the third tale. ”

I lightly loosened my fist pretending to be nothing, but I felt tense.

A story that only comes out after three meetings.

You can never hear it if it is normal.

“Good. What's the story? ”

“I have something for you first. Come with me. ”

You follow the breathing goblin, which seems to be controlling something. Outside the crowded perimeter, you stand in front of a small rock under a tree.

‘Fair enough.’

The same was true of trees and rocks.

They were worthless bastards who wouldn't even look at me.

In front of him, he suddenly began digging.

It looks very strange to dig the floor with the grain lying behind the rock.

“What are you doing? ”

“I'll be right out. One moment, please. ”

After a while, I turned around.

In your hand is a small coin turned into dirt.

A widget that is neither theoretical nor loti.

The Goblin was so busy, he gave me that little fairy tale.

“This is the first widget. I'll give you this. ”

It was a fairy tale I had encountered for a long time.

“If you put this coin in the air, you'll surely get the realization of the Wizard Mud Cash. ”

It was a moment when a small coin was forcibly held in my hand.

I narrowed my eyes.

My forehead frowned and looked at me with a completely different face.

No, it was like old times.

“Here. Where...

The Hobgoblin expressions that he doesn't know anything about.

“I. I suddenly can't remember a thing. I know the Savior saved my life, but after that, all of a sudden... What brings you here...?

“Was this a place you didn't know about? ”

You nod with a puzzled face.

“What did I say? ”

I shook my hand.

If that's smoke, this must be the Demon King Dantalian behind it.

You can't show anger to the wrong target.

I have conveyed to Jimskish Boomtung that war is coming soon, and that he should not get caught up in it, but flee from everything that is human-related as before.

I may be able to change things, but once I have drained my hope, that void must be filled with my blood and flesh.

Pain is bad enough already.

[Increase Reputation by 70.]

[Reputation is an attitude towards you in that group/tribe…]

[It's a very friendly reputation. But there's not much I can do about the Bloody Deer Goblin Tribe...]

[The longer they survive, the more your reputation of the Goblins continues to grow.]]

I double-checked the Reputation Rise message.

After he left, he fainted.

Isaac rests on the floor.

I opened my eyelids slightly with my fingertips. Half-open eyes have no light.

I was as close to the warehouse as I used to be.

Need to recharge.

It's only been a few hours since I charged it.

Is there a problem with the doll? You cast a spell on Isaac with your anxiety.

It's not that simple.

A few times I shook off the electric shocks, but the Crow Doll barely managed to stay awake.

After sweeping away the magical power of fire, wind, and ice, the crow opened his eyes in horror.

..!

Are you okay? This is too much, isn't it? ”

<. Yes. Memory editing is usually hard. It's more complicated than pulling on a spider web right now.

“Are you okay with this? I put a lot more power into it than I did the last time, and it hasn't happened for a while. ”

Double.

No, more than three times.

< Huh. What should I do? Are you saying you want to eat too much and not have enough magic?

“No, that's not it.

I was shaking my hands and talking. It was a question of thinking about Isaac's collapse.

“I was wondering if I could put some Lurium in you to make things better. ”

He smiled bloody. I just woke up, but I didn't think I meant it. I felt that I was worried.

< Phh. You should.

“Well, then, at least you're imperial."

< You don't have the strength to do that right now. You can worry about me later.

I was still worried, but Isaac smiled as soon as he said it was ridiculous.

< What do you think of this body? I'll take care of anything you want. Where did you throw away that cute Goblin?

“After hearing the third tale, I broke up. Somebody hypnotized him.

< It was enormous. I can't believe you've divided the three conditions. I wonder what else is out there. I wanted to rip his mind off a little bit.

You mean torture?

“Well, that's too bad. ”

Anyway, this job is to impress Slime. If they find out about it, it'll really reverse the effect.

Isaac laughs as if he could see everything I was thinking.

< Heheh. Good. So what's the third story I've heard?

“He gave me this coin. In the air.

I carefully pushed the 1st widget, telling him exactly what was buzzing.

Hmmm

Isaac turns his beak and watches the copper coin for a long time.

There was a low tone that did not match the long observation.

Isaac picks up a coin with a long beak and throws it straight into the air.

Though it was more dishonest than throwing it into a bowl in the pond for good luck, the coin flew through the air with a rather elegant curve.

And you can't stab anything, and you can't go anywhere...

Tank.

I fell to the ground in vain.

There was dirt as small as the size of a coin.

< This is just a normal coin?