Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

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The sand moved like it was alive and covered me.

The speed of movement is as fast as the grain moving momentarily.

I didn't even think about avoiding it.

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‘What is this...? ’

Like the sand clinging to a dream.

It's gone.

It's written all over me. It's everywhere.

It disappeared suddenly as if it hadn't. It felt strange.

‘What... magic? ’

I move my body around.

Could it be harmful?

Maybe there's some kind of curse. But I don't know what really changed.

I didn't know.

‘Status window.’

All stats and skills remain the same.

I felt the same.

The sand is clearly absorbed.

No matter how much I moved and stroked my body, not a single grain of sand fell to the ground.

I put the hourglass in my inventory just in case.

The hourglass when the sand disappeared lightly entered the inventory.

‘The sand... is the legacy. ’

Reason for not entering the inventory.

The legacy was sand.

I don't know what it does, but it can't hurt.

I pulled the broken hourglass out of my inventory and put it back in place.

At that moment.

I suddenly remembered a familiar image.

The clock from which the key was lost and the glass shattered and the sand flowed was exactly the same as the one on the cover of the Magician in Time.

Ashton broke the hourglass and watched as he took the key.

There was.

‘It can't be a coincidence. ’

Even the map of the Erast secret passageway is his salvation.

He was the one who handed the artifact over to the Red Flake in the first place.

This watch is also, of course, one of the pieces he sprayed.

‘Let's trust and move on. ’

They've never been harmed by moving through pieces that Ashton scattered.

Trying to get out, I looked around.

This is where Rubia used to read all the time.

It makes me feel warm just watching.

Looking at the books that are familiar to me.

I quietly said goodbye to the owner of the library who would have read them all.

Pot!

I tried to get out and go back to the cave, but I suddenly remembered something.

"Human... Izzie. ’

Isabelle is a human being tied up.

‘I almost forgot. ’

We have to give them food.

You must have something to drink.

At least until the Marquis.

Even if a Human doesn't starve to death in three days... It's time to suffer a lot.

It'll be worth it.

Watching the late lord Isabelle die will have a considerable adverse effect on the idea of cooperating with me.

‘I have to be prepared. ’

Still close to the castle.

There are many farms and villagers around.

Getting some food is easy.

But I wanted to avoid looting from the villagers near Erast.

Pot!

I quickly ascended north.

Armor that is an accessory item.

The Sand Glass, an artifact.

Even though they had no choice, they wanted to do it in a city that wasn't ruling over Rubia even if they brought something and left traces.

I don't want to hurt her in any way.

‘Hmm……. ’

Then I naturally come back through here again.

Where the Emperor assassination took place.

‘Something's awkward...... ’

A section full of dead bodies that cannot be avoided.

Then.

I saw a small dot floating in the blue sky.

What is that? ’

The dot grew as big as a widget coin, then again, like a theorem, and soon after, it looked like a big bowl of rice.

‘Flying... Jung...? ’

I've seen him in Ambermere.

‘Since when has there been such a thing in the Empire? ’

Weird camouflage.

‘Since when is that...? ’

They were floating high above the Erast.

I felt a frightening horror in the clear aerial view.

Dallac.

[Play dead Lv.1…….]

[Race: Skeleton]

[Attribute reflected.]

[The effects of the dead five times...]

Falling on the floor.

It was more like an intuition.

Next moment.

Hey, hey, hey!

Boom.

A sharp slit in the wind.

With a loud sound of something falling on the floor, dust rises.

Beyond the depression.

I could see what fell out of the air.

The one who fell off the plane was Laurence Tartier.

It's the International Day Sword.

"What a girl“ Nii-2. ’

From the top of the mountain already.

Same outfit.

Dry atmosphere.

At this point, the Great International Sword was already possessed.

At an enormous height, he jumped down without a buffer and began to search the scene of the assassination without a single lump of dirt on his knee.

‘... You're already coming here? ’

I felt dizzy thinking about what it would have been like if he had gotten here a little sooner.

Sakak.

Even the sound of a normal step sounds like the cracking of ice.

Sa... sa... sa...

He walks the road of the dead.

I repeat, step closer to my side and further away.

‘I'm searching. ’

I could tell by the sound.

I'm looking for the Emperor.

He must not be the Wizard accompanying the procession.

It's obvious.

The Necromancer Gizgerai who missed his goal in the last world.

Her corpse in your inventory is overwhelming.

The sound of going has stopped.

What are you doing? ’

Very, very slowly.

I turned my head and looked at him.

Then.

The duc turned his head and looked straight at me.

‘Damn……! ’

Did you get caught?

I have to move now.

No, how long have you been staring at me?

It felt like it was over.

I know how powerful the opposing Pokémon is. It's disgusting.

I would have noticed my presence lying outside, not in a battlefield.

And he's wearing armor.

In a position like this, a skeleton that's never been abandoned in the ordinary way, and it's never been abandoned by a Necromancer.

It becomes clear that you are an undead force.

Above all.

‘That guy……. ’

I will soon discover the skill of pretending to be dead.

Being outside the world.

It doesn't make sense not knowing what you saw on the coast when you invaded Ember.

Relaxation disappears.

Should we run now?

Shall we fight?

The duc comes closer and closer to me, without even making a small footstep.

Can we run away?

‘Damn……. ’

I'll just kill myself.

I've already acquired a key that opens 10,000 times.

Though I was inclined to commit suicide quickly.

The look in his eyes is coming.

I am not hostile about my attitude.

That made me hesitant.

The Duke glanced at my helmet and muttered.

“A... characterless skeleton knight.

Neither armor nor skeletons are ordinary. Observations continue to be a waste of time.... I guess so. ”

What he's looking at is empty air.

He muttered casually as if he were reading something written.

Huff.

He threw me to the ground and slowly turned his head.

I don't seem interested anymore.

What's going on? ’

Thank God for that, but I get it.

It did not.

You don't... know? Really? '

I thought I was gonna kill myself, but I didn't know what he was reading.

Why?

I had no clue what caused it.

I don't think you read me that way on Ember's shore.

Knowing my strength.

I was wary of Necromancer gas agents with my men.

If something's different.

‘By any chance... sand? ’

It reminds me of sand pouring out of my watch.

Disrupt the blue spear that the outside world sees.

It was just a wild guess, but now it's all I can think about.

“Gizgerai... Where the hell did he go after this mess?" This is so fucked.... ”

He turned around and muttered to himself.

‘I remember. ’

He knows the last world line.

The more you know, the creepier it gets.

Do we have to fight this kind of opponent?

If you saw me clearly in your last life, and you just threw me away like that, there must be some holes.

However, I can't be relieved because I don't know the situation correctly.

Above all.

The search is not finished.

If you make a damn sound.

I am likely to feel suspicious and return

When there is no slowing down tension.

Hee-hee-hee!

The horse from the guard stops on the hill and makes a loud cry.

A well-trained guard lands on a horse as if it were falling.

The coming parade couldn't help but look devastated by the devastation.

It must be from Rubia.

The duc cleared them far more carelessly than the eyes of the corpses, then searched for the bodies again.

The Hamahan guards carefully approach the duc, noticing.

Should I kill him?

Killing the guards won't even work for him.

He slaughtered more than half of them instantly at the Imperial Cabinet meeting.

Not to mention the power you have.

You could have fallen in the face of a storm or a reputation.

‘Then I'm worried. ’

If Erast Guards are wiped out, the next guard will be there to find out what's going on.

And then you're gonna come all the way here to Rubia.

It's pronounced spontaneous.

One per bay.

If he thinks that Rubia was murdered right in front of him.

Will I be able to lie there forever?

I wasn't confident.

But...

Fortunately, the duc has no intention of exterminating the guard.

He speaks first to the guards who walk along with it in order to overcome fear and awe.

“The Duke of the Empire, Laurence Tartier.

We're investigating the Emperor's assassination. I don't care if you're nearby, if you don't mind. ”

Surprisingly common sense.

“Old? Ah... yes...! Yes!”

The guards who were frozen in what was happening in front of them just nodded their heads in a row.

It's a fortunate progress.

After an hour, the duc just kept scouring the battlefield.

Glug glug.

A small rumbling sound from one of the guards' ships wakes you up.

‘I need to get some food quickly. ’

I'm worried about Isabel.

Trained Knight.

He's also the commander of the guard, so he can last a day or two.

We don't know how long the Duke's search will last.

Even if you read me as a 'mediocre skeleton', it doesn't make sense to get up and move here.

Maybe he woke up a little.

One of the guards returns to Erast to report the situation.

The duc continued to scavenge the corpse, and I lay helpless on the ground pretending to be dead.

A day later, more than a dozen guards arrived on site.

The Duke had them all out in the field, inspected all the bodies, and then frowned on their faces.

“I have no idea where they went. Did it evaporate here? What are these traces...? ”

Small Unidentified Guards

The grumbling sounded good to me.

Something in Duke Laurence's hood disappears suddenly, leaving no laughter or footsteps.

Is it really in the past?

I couldn't believe that nothing had happened, even though I faced him face to face.

‘I hope you didn't get caught...? ’

Even the fact that he was here a little while ago felt strange.

Bodies are naturally scattered and meaningless.

The only evidence of a jump from a high aircraft is the landing.

I thought of his crooked face.

‘I couldn't find what I was looking for. ’

Long after he disappeared from the scene.

It was only after I was convinced that I was completely away that I got up slowly.

‘Let's get out of here. ’

The guards have not dared to approach the site even after the duc is gone.

I got out saying goodbye to them.

We can't wait any longer, so we're going to have to deal with drinking water at the scene where the emperor died.

I took the food.

Whether it's fake or real.

It is an assassination of the emperor.

The guards are gone.

Death to the Wizards of Azura.

‘The lord will be in trouble. But... … for all these situations that are happening now

If memory serves as a blur.

Rubia will take care of herself.

‘Scenario change. ’

The Chandlers have joined the ranks of aides. Great talent visiting the city. Increases ruling stats by 30%.

The duc returns to the cave, imprinting that it is best not to contact Rubia as long as the duc is weak.

Glug!

You unchained Isabelle immediately.

Surprisingly, there were no bruises on my whole body.

The more the chain moves, the more it seems to calm down, knowing that it's tightened.

It's a judgment based on the strength of the chain compared to your own.

I gave him clean water first.

Isabelle looked at me, swallowing swallowed water without being surprised.

“I've come to rescue you at the request of Count Leandro. Clemens II is already dead. ”

You threw the food pouch.

“Don't talk about him so carelessly. You're not the one who's going to take someone away from the noble knights' mission. And... what do you mean the king was attacked? ”

Surprisingly, low tension was interesting.

‘Tired. ’

“Ember's Necromancer is going to

We're ambushed. ”

“Check now……. ”

“I'm afraid not.”

You grip her shoulder and settle down, trying to get up.

She settles down as if she had been tied down for a long time.

“This wretched undead.... ”

Isabelle squeals as she looks at the food sack and takes out the biscuits, dried fruits, fishbowls and sausages as she is caught.

Wind!

He was also picking bottled food and swallowing all the sugar water and fruit in it.

“Don't you worry about poison? ”

Maybe it's because it's so good.

That's what came out.

Isabelle continues to put more in her mouth, exhaling slowly and answering.

“If you were going to kill him, why would you poison him if you had the chance? ”

Sit down. Squeeze your arms and legs together.

She pulls her food bag upside down and approaches as she plucks it.

“Thanks for the meal, is there anything else? ”

Isabelle pulls the fountain pen out of her sleeve and stabs it in front of her eyes with a very natural move.

Flash!

The fountain pen lid flew away and a white light rose from the inside.

"The sword?"

The white light barely grazed my head.

Kwakwang!

It explodes as soon as it hits your head.

“Oops.”

However, even if there was an explosion right next to his head, it was not the power to penetrate the self-propeller that was automatically triggered.

Isabelle seems distraught as if she wasn't hit.

“There's some ash too.... ”

I've been tied up for two days.

It is tenacious.

But it was complicated.

I didn't really want to hang out with Isabelle.

“Ask the erl if you have any questions. ”

Maybe he can explain.

No, before that.

I might be able to explain it to the Count.

Puck!

Tie her up and throw her in there.

Waiting for the Marquis to arrive at the entrance.

It's been a day.

Jubbuck.

You hear a familiar footstep inside the cave.

He doesn't even try to hide himself.

Regular footsteps.

‘Are you coming.... ’

Unlike before, it felt like the bones were closing up.

It's not like he's getting close.

Somehow, I felt good to be clear in my head.