Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

Monty slowly peels off the skin of his chest.

Approximately 80cm and 120cm in circumference.

The frown protrudes forward.

The long, thin Kraov tribe is famous for digging a hole in the ground through its front legs.

It was another value that was only famous for its luxury.

Soft texture and extreme warmth, its sheen that doesn't fade away.

If I wanted to peel off the most expensive leather of the Kraov breasts without damaging them, I had to cut off my stomach first.

The claw leather, which already had a knife lodged around its elbow, head, and ankle, was peeled off as if it were a separate piece of cloth.

A lump of horror piles up next to the one without any flesh on it.

Even those accustomed to the corpse could not help but look upon their heads.

But Monty has to concentrate on making sure that his bones and flesh

The blade is inserted into the bite and the skin peels off as you gently shake your hand, like a piece of fruit peel. The blade points at the corpse's hand.

There were no signs of resistance in the claws of the frontal toe that had been dug too deep.

Tuck.

Monty lays down the last one by his side.

It's over.

Peeling the hide was pleasant, but it had to be confined to Crote, who died from excess. He's...

You speak to the men who will be waiting nearby.

“There you go. Okay, stop.

It was time to say, "Let's go back."

Monty felt a chill before he finished speaking.

The ambient temperature dropped. The change came to Monty's skin that had just been stripped off, not with his eyes or ears.

It's cold.

The sun is still bright, so it is not because of time.

Monty, an official member of the Necron Society,

I looked around slowly, feeling a shivering warmth rising on my skin.

And soon I realized why.

It's all gone.

Monty tries to overcome his fear by clapping his mouth and joining the static.

No matter how focused he was on skinning, it made no sense that the men who were with him had vanished without a single thought like now.

Monty kills the sound and swallows the saliva.

I carefully drew my sword.

You take one or two steps slowly toward the place where your men were.

I wanted to yell at my men right away, but I felt like everything was going to collapse as soon as I heard the sound.

The forest is quieter and quieter, and the temperature drops gradually.

It was creepy because the fact that it was daytime was fake.

I had to force my hand to not let it tremble.

I look down at the floor, killing my breath.

No sign of him.

The single-serving chair that the men sat on remains intact.

How can so many humans evaporate at once?

I whispered that I should run away from a corner of my gut, but he felt like it was all fake.

Whew...

A small gust blows Monty's head apart.

Come through the scavenged forest, where it's weak.

It was a weak wind, but it gave me goosebumps as if I'd drowned in ice.

Tuck.

At that moment, something falls out of the air, and Monty turns around and wields his sword in his hand, almost simultaneously with the sound of it touching the ground.

It was a fairly rapid response rate that could be hailed as an animal sensation, but it was nothing special.

It was just a little pair of boots.

Small boots...

Monty looks up at the spot where the boots fell.

There was a servant hanging from a thick branch.

One, two, three...

The men I've been looking for.

Suddenly, the missing men are dangling from a dead, tall branch.

Boom. Boom. Tuck.

A couple of loose boots fell to the floor.

It sounded very natural, like the sound of a leaf falling. The wind stops, Monty stops breathing.

I tried to think of something, but nothing made sense.

Who would do something like this?

Is this even possible?

All of a sudden, he rises up and commits mass suicide? Nonsense...

You have to scream.

Then Monty realized that the same noose that was hanging from the top was tied around his neck.

When, I was about to spit it out of my mouth.

Cough!

There was a strong pressure that seemed to cut his throat. Instead of hiding, I felt like my neck was going to break. Without stumbling, the line loosened slightly as my eyes turned straight over. I can only breathe for so long.

It was about.

As the eyes returned, the rope tightened again, foaming and fading from the mouth.

The noose gets longer and shorter several times.

“Those who burrow in the dungeons. ”

You hear a dry voice.

Monty only noticed someone behind his back. Up until now, the noose on my neck has been everything.

“Forty-four burrowing holes in the basement, one just died of fatigue. Forty-three Kraovs. They just...

Why aren't you running? I don't think any of you can catch up with me one by one. ”

Monty was at home in the right numbers. Who the hell is this?

How do you know that?

“I'm tired of torture. Tell me everything you know. Well, there's nothing you can do about it. But tell me.”

At that moment, Monty's heart seems to have stopped with the energy from the opponent.

“No, let's do this.

It makes your whole body groan.

Exactly.

The opposing team flicks two Gauntlet fingers in front of Monty's eyes.

Then, he slowly began to wiggle his slightly widespread fingers from about 10 cm in front of his eyes to the left and to the right.

Are you trying to hypnotize me?

But to hypnotize a person with crazy hidden abilities and powers...

It's too crude.

“Shhh. Shhh.

In front of two slowly shaking fingers, he waves his head and resists.

However, if you feel like you are losing consciousness due to shortness of breath, the movement of the snare will be noticed and tightened when you can breathe enough to keep your mind straight.

With respiratory control, humans become extremely weak and obedient.

Monty's eyes start to relax slowly, but with absolute certainty.

Suffocated, the dead man slumps down.

“Whew. This isn't working. ”

The surprise was too perfect, but the use of hypnosis that was not registered with a formal skill was difficult.

I tried my best to recall Isaac's old self, but it wasn't easy. Told you it worked.

Still, it was fortunate that the implication was successful before he was out of breath.

“Chief Kraov...

He's the only one who can talk.

You take the chief hostage and lock him up in the village next door. You get information that the Kraovs are digging the ground.

The target is a gold mine presumed to be buried down here.

This species is optimized for excavation, but it's much easier to go through caves already dug or dig grasses.

It is hard labor that has been newly pioneered.

Nevertheless, they were often dying because they were pushing downward towards the gold mine.

Dead and crushed to death.

Behind you, peel it and use it as fur.

They must be in a situation that grieves the Slime enough to speak for themselves.

Ugh!

You hide yourself back in the air and move quickly toward the village next door, as the humans have told you.

Killed all of Chief Crote's watchers, then put his head under the table.

I looked at the impaled chieftain.

His body was smaller than Crote's, but his head was much bigger, and unlike the degenerate eyes of the others, his large eyes were facing the ground.

“Get up. ”

“Am I...? ”

The chieftain rises slowly.

Arms and legs were developed enough to stand on two feet, which seemed more suitable for walking on them than digging the ground.

Ding, ding, ding.

Arms and legs were strung together by thick shackles and droplets.

Every time I move my body, a dreary sound echoes around me.

“Don't move. ”

“Yes?”

Boarding school!

Before hearing Chief Crote's answer, the blade cut off all four handcuffs and armor.

Eight lumps of iron fall to the floor, making heavy noises.

He looked at the red arms and legs of Chief Crote, who had chains around his fingers.

“Humans have been dealt with. Every last one of them. ”

“Oh, my goodness!”

The chieftain stretched out his short arm in surprise and covered my head.

“Well, you saved our neighborhood.

Oh, oh, oh. ”

The hairy chieftain asked himself a question and answered himself, whether he had been mistreated while locked up.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no ”

“Thank you! Thank you so much. ”

The chieftain raises his blunt tail up and greets several times, palms together.

“There's nothing to be thankful for...

For slime's help anyway.

It's a job.

“You can go to the precinct and tell them to stop working. ”

It was then.

“Oops…

The chief, who held out his short arm and expressed his example, suddenly flinched his long beard with a worried expression.

“That's it. I won't overdo it until the urgent humans are gone...

“What is it?”

“Still, I'll keep digging. I was born to do that. It's built to dig the ground, to walk through the earth.

“Are you going to stay here? Are you looking for the gold mine? ”

The chief shakes his head.

“That's not it. They dug too deep into the ground, and they're full of bad memories. ”

“Mmm-hmm...

The chieftain grunts and says something unexpected.

“May I join you? ”

“Excuse me?”

“If I dig this deep and I don't find a gold mine,

It's a hoax. Do you want us to dig somewhere else? ”

It was a sudden story.

Where do you want me to dig?

It reminds me of an underground passageway to the Imperial Plague.

Of course, we can't put these people at risk.

Moreover, Isaac stated that the secret ingredient in storing Lurium is blocked in heaven, earth, and underground.

They won't be able to pierce it, and even if they do, they'll look terrible because of something like the Gray Knight.

“Well, not me. This is probably the best way to get involved. ”

When and where Imperial Ghosts and the Demon King's followers appear.

Even the threat of injustice, like a gray knight surpassing them.

Maybe it was because the chief's eyes were sad somewhere.

I spit out excuses I don't have to.

“I don't have time, but I've already got it all wrong. ”

“Ouch. Feel the sting... Don't be so discouraged. ”

The chief scratched his head and took my word.

“We did it again. They literally dig the ground, don't they? I feel like I'm digging around, and I'm not getting anything. Hmmm! If you look down and play, the nutritious land rises from deep down. ”

“Restore depleted soil, and the unthinkable nutrients come up evenly. Among them, combining it with the soil that's already up there, it has a big effect.

The Crote chieftain who was tied up in chains suddenly appeared new.

He's right.

This is not just to make friends with Slime.

Invisible for less than an hour.

There is no guarantee that rushing is good, and there is nothing bad about going slow.

And...

The soil is fertile.

“Then how about here? ”

You stretched the map and pointed to the city to the south.

“Oh, it's a human city. ”

But unlike what I said, I'm not that surprised.

It was not as peaceful as the one who had been persecuted by Necron just hours ago.

“Say you were sent by the raven. I won't be persecuted if I get it to the lord. ”

The situation was far superior.

You destroyed the same horde of Eublam and rescued the merchants' cooperation.

It is likely that she is already exercising permanent authority.

“His name is Rubia. I'd appreciate it if I could help you farm. ”