Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

“People you know? ”

Nannau nods.

“Fall melody, Drac Noir. Born 925. He was a famous bard. I thought he was dead by the time he lived to 83. I never thought I'd be so fresh. ”

Where she pointed, there was a man shaped like a sculpture.

He was a little taller than Nannau, but his aunt looked pretty.

I felt it.

Closing eyes and long, reddish-brown hair shaking in a clear liquid.

“Hm. The bard was just crying on his own. Where did all the melodies freeze to death? Drac Noir. If I hear this bastard bounce off the harp, I'll spill blood from seven holes. Are you sure this is the right girl for you? ”

“That's when you're dealing with a villain like anyone else. It was music that gave peace of mind and healing to good citizens like me. ”

“Were you a real fan? ”

Nannau ignores the raven staring at her mouth in a daze.

"Let's see, 'Architect' Dalshim Garmion, 'Bypass' 24858; Gambler 'Nia Coulson,' Prophets' Elishae 'Altera's Salt' Ocozuma. Plus Picker Lynn, Scarlet, Betty Murrick. Aren't these Kiyan and Hee Yi? I know that face. ”

All the humans pointing to Nannau and Isaac as if they were being reminisced.

It's a natural story.

I could not have recognized a human being hundreds of years ago or decades ago.

Nannau points to the number attached as she walks along the flask.

“7,906. 8, 911. The number in front is the order in which you lay down, and the number in back is the same year you put it in the flask. How many are out front? ”

“That would be a failure. Imperials, by the way. I can't believe you didn't let me in on something fun like this. ”

Nannau said, looking at the grumbling crow who purposefully muttered.

I heard you made it and enjoyed it. Why do you have to be sorry for this experiment? Eighty, even though I wonder what kind of technology it is to make people over 90 young again. ”

Nannau taps the flask on the nearest side.

“The rest of the story on the topic of replenishing the drainage of whole blood Blood with ruthium, manipulating to bone marrow mesenchymal cells with the extract and holding it tight. Well, I made a body. ”

Isaac nods.

“But I have to be good at what I do.

It's a year. ”

“… 1 year? ”

“Yes. It was a year-long disposable. The outside was plausible, but after the deadline, the bones and intestines collapsed in a chain. ”

“So, you didn't break it on purpose all the time...? ”

The crow shakes his head.

“The body will break anyway. I'll take my pleasure to the fullest extent. Think about it with common sense. ”

“What common sense is that..? ”

Nannau's mumbling voice.

I slowly looked at the flask behind me.

It was when humans with an ideal body were passing by without any emotion.

In the middle.

There was an unforgettable face. It seemed like the ferocious fish was filling up everywhere.

I took a step back.

The texture of the cold, hard stone has been conveyed, removing the debris.

I held out my sword and stabbed him.

While unconscious, a sharp tip lunges into the flask.

The blade bounces back in vain.

You take another step back and stab yourself again.

Glabellar stabbing, stabbing in the heart, stabbing in the neck, stabbing in the stomach.

Paan!

But the only thing that hurt was the memory and the heart.

A smoldering blade bounces back in just a few seconds.

The rebound of the flask made my whole body seem to bounce off.

The inventory creates a passageway through which the knife passes and creates weight behind it.

I took the flask as soon as I shut up as I hammered it to my heart.

Pa-ang! Pa-ang! Light it up!

An invisible hammer slams the grip.

Light! Light!

“You, now..! ”

I couldn't hear Isaac's statement. I had to kill him.

I had to kill the human floating in the flask.

However, the transparent surface of the flask was not scratched.

It's a good thing Nannau didn't react even when she attacked with a sickle.

Nonetheless.

We have to kill him at any cost.

Light! Light •

I held the blade at one point, and I kept on, and on, and on.

The handle continues to twist from the end.

< Calm down, it's just a shell.

Isaac suddenly regains his consciousness.

I don't know if he was in too much shock.

I felt a reaction. It was clearly an act just before my eyes, but I couldn't remember how.

I grabbed the knife falling from the air with my bare hands.

The blade still points at the human in the flask.

That's awesome.

Obviously.

I'm pretty sure he was the warrior who killed the Circus.

The warrior swung his sword deep into her stomach, breathing vomiting blood.

He grabs the strangled neck and enjoys torturing her to the last moment of her life.

I can see the big foot that just crushed my skull.

It is as it is in my eyes as I die. But...

The mood was completely different. It's hard to think of it as the same person, even though you're unconscious and in a flask.

< Calm down, listen to me.

A calm voice rang in my head. I slowly drew my sword.

“Who was it? I know. Isaac, do you know ash? You look so innocent. You're so big. ”

Nannau shrugs her shoulders in embarrassment.

The crow shakes his head.

“I don't know him. He must be that undernominated. ”

“Really? But a shell? What the hell is that? ”

That was the question I wanted to ask.

You turn your head toward Isaac, sitting idly on the flask.

< Hmm. Can I tell you everything?

It didn't matter.

I've heard enough about Nagnau from regression to absorption.

I nodded, and Isaac explained to Nanyau the flow of war leading to the Demon King and the Warrior.

It was a future I hadn't told her in detail yet.

“for the heroes that will appear

This scenario looks like a setup. And if these are the heroes, everything fits. ”

I think it's "staged."

The advent of a warrior.

I never thought of it that way.

But first we need a warrior, and then the world needs a warrior.

It was a pretty reasonable explanation, as Isaac said.

“But these kids can't beat the Demon King...? ”

I was the same.

“Isaac, can they be stronger than you? ”

Self-assessment, other people's assessments.

Shaman Bell ’Homet Isaac has been at least as powerful in the last three hundred years.

But even Isaac never said he could defeat the Demon King.

Rather, I became the shaman of the Demon King to see beyond the world.

“Phew…

The crow shakes his head arrogantly.

All of these things can't be fought at once. ”

“So...

The crow said, dipping his beak into the body.

“You're nothing but a puppet.”

< With this body, can anyone exert this power?

Hrrrrrrr!

Dozens of blue sparks swim through the air. The dancing flame is the Marquis of

I even turned the glare of beauty to dig the floor by myself for traces.

The blue spark floods the black air, then it shrivels with precision, one by one.

It was a marvelous protest.

“What a firework. You know what I'm trying to say. ”

“Yes. This crow is only a doll. It is only through the inclusion of this body that I, Isaac, am. ”

“Listen, I want you to take the back/outside

Because I read it, I can use my powers freely even if I change my body. I could put my strength behind the net. ”

I thought I knew what Isaac was trying to say.

“So, they're shells...?” The crow looked straight at me.

“Those who hit the nets, what if beings outside the world came down? ”

“You mean the customer? ”

Kevin Ashton says the world is made up of residents and guests. A special blue spear that I see. Warrior Points and the Warrior Store.

If it's floating.

And unlike me, it was hard to imagine how strong it would be if it could be controlled freely.

Nannau tightly clenched her fist, understanding the situation.

The silence of positivity followed for a moment.

Before the possession takes place, the body in front of it is a shell, just like Isaac said.

The 'warrior' who killed the Circus.

It was a conclusion that it had not yet come down to the world.

“They lent me their bodies. I'm disappointed in you, bard. ”

“No joke. Sharing your body would be a sweet offer if you could escape death." Besides, if the opponent is out there, ”

Nannau frowns.

“Shaman, can't you tell me I'm joking now? Are you really up against something like the Creator? ”

“Yes.”

The crow nods.

“It's too serious for you. ”

Nannau turns her hook to try to relax.

“One at a time. ”

The red eyes of the crow were always firmly fixed on me.

“What is it?”

“When there was a problem downstairs, If you survive, come back anytime and break this. ”

“I thought that was a bad idea. ”

“I saw a possibility earlier. Your carved gold was a little deeper than Nannau's bullets. ”

“That's right. You used subspace to stop the angels, right? ”

Nannau admitted it gently.

and shake the nucleus of our 'guest' plans. It's a gamble, but I don't want to miss it. ”

“Yeah, when are you gonna come back here again? ”

The problem is, I just used my inventory and I can't remember how I hit the flask at all.

“Hee-hee!”

The dairy oil, which has dug up all the debris in front of it, is heading in the direction of the Marquis of Marquis.

“Let's go first. ”

The warrior who killed Ser Cubus.

Whether that's a real shell or a shell.

The future that didn't happen.

Even if you ignore it lightly and try to kill a warrior, there is no way to stab a flask with your current strength.

We have to go after the Marquis anyway.

At first, I was a sneak up on the imperial scoundrel with the thought of saving Leandro's life.

As I went down, I was curious about the critics themselves.

Fake paradise on the fifth floor.

Hundred books on the fourth floor of Ashton.

On the third floor, prisoners of the past are trapped.

Flasks for eternal life.

2 copies.

And on the first floor,

What the hell is going on in there? Nannau reads the trail of the Marquis without touching the debris and keeps walking straight.

Milk followed behind him quietly, and Isaac sat on a big, fluffy saddle.

I stood at the back.

I can't feel the spirit even if I go far ahead.

Nannau had no footsteps, so the noise the horses were making stepping on the debris.

A raven won't wind up in a cave unless its wings flap like a worthless raven.

Instead, tension was pulled like a protest.

I'd be more nervous if I came out from under my feet or from the ceiling, but there was no sign of that.

You continue to walk through the rubble.

The space is getting wider, but the debris piled up around it is getting thicker together.

As the debris becomes darker and darker.

“Here. I think. ”

Nannau's words spread far ahead without echoing.

The front was wide open.

Pod 'Duck!

< The top is also wide.

Huge halls.

The wreckage that was destroyed there was darker, more virtuous, more bottomless than anything we'd ever seen.

I felt like I'd grown up my whole life.

If only the toughest vines seemed to have collapsed.

The ruins of this place are crumbling with sticky shadows.

“Garvera.”

Nannau mutters a little.

“I've never seen anything so big. ”

As she examines the ruins, she puts her feet on the floor and the walls one by one.

“Ride, get fired. I'm not kidding.”

“Marquis.”

“Yeah. Hey, even when you bumped into me,

It would be frankly dangerous if I let it go so harshly. The whole cavern collapsed as the main body died. ”It was then.

Caw! Caw!

The crow howls to the dome of the giant hall.

Here

I raise my head to the place where I hear crying.

There, the Duchess of the Laughing Girl's upper half rests on the ceiling of the hall, stretching her scorched intestines out.

Nannau, who was standing next to you, takes a step back and mutters.

“The Great Blade. It's changed. ”