Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

“Heave, heave, heave. He's dying.

He thought he could hit me with a club. Usually, his judgment was wrong.

I dodged. My agility was unfamiliar to him.

I thought I could stab him to death with a knife, and that attempt worked.

Because he left his shield behind.

He's not here to fight. He's here to commit adultery.

He didn't bring his shield with him to do that.

‘The shield is a must have for the guards. ’

If he was carrying a shield.

This corpse enthusiast may have slowly shredded me, stably preventing an internal attack. It might have been so successful.

Then I'd be back in the grave again.

I don't know.

Boom.

You take a step back. I slowly pulled out a knife through his heart.

Shoot!

Blood splattered like a spring. The guard's face turns white.

My white skull is stained red with blood spattered from him.

Blood gushed out toward the hollow eyeholes. The inner occipital bone is painted red. It was the spot where Rubia hit the snowball in her last life.

Tuck. Tuck. Boom.

The guard takes three steps back.

“Heh, heh. Keep going, son. Come on, Skeleton. In ~?,?

A stabbed heart spits blood like a fountain.

Fluffy.

He looks like he's got a lot to say, but he can't finish his sentence.

The guard collapses, questioning.

A clean slaughter. A comfortable death that doesn't suit you.

But I didn't have the skills to hold him and torture him.

There is no such overwhelming violence.

The user ambushes an unaware opponent and barely sticks a knife through the chest.

Dallac.

You shake your head and pluck away the filthy blood.

At that moment.

With a sign that the level has risen, a subtractive letter comes to mind in the air.

[Activate Quest]

[Subquest Guard Kills are activated.]

You killed the guard for the first time. Well done. Destroy the corrupt power! Isn't it corrupt? Well, it doesn't matter.

Try killing guards in other cities. If you kill the guards in twelve cities, you might get something.

At least he could be a wanted man.

Currently Killed Guard City:

1/12 (Eublam)

Forecast Reward:???

[Happy destruction of your government!]

Quest.

You know, like this.

I swung my hand to clear the quest without looking properly.

You kicked the guard's corpse.

The dead body of a dead guard rolls. You enter the flame made by the torch.

I failed again.

I made a woman named Rubia die miserable again.

If you had abandoned her in the first place.

Maybe he didn't feel this helpless.

But I led them. I tried to be with him, but he couldn't protect me for two days.

It was pathetic.

The visions of the Circus that could not be protected seemed to cling back to my whole body. Guilt was heavy and strong. Taking it off was not easy.

Dallac.

If we stay here, the bodies of Rubia will burn. Her body is overlapped with the corpse of Circus.

You hugged the corpse.

I went into the mountains.

I aimed at the ground with the sword in my hand. I rolled my eyes out.

Boom! Boom! Puck!

You cut down the frozen ground. I couldn't dig it well enough, so I forced it down a few times.

I feel humbled, unable to dig a frozen ground properly. I dug deeper, deeper into the ground.

I dug about two meters.

Hrrrrrrr!

Thought it was quite a walk, but the fire spread big. Heat spread from afar.

You wrap Rubia's corpse in fur.

You carefully place her beneath the pit. A little dirt is dug up over the corpse.

The dirt slips through your fingers.

The frozen soil is lumped hard.

I swept the ground with my sword. I gathered some dirt and covered it. It's pathetic to be called a grave.

I can't build you a small memorial stone.

A colleague of the dead guard may have dug this grave up. should be hidden

Wiiiing.!

The wind blows. A cold, sharp wind digs deep into the bone.

Dallac.

There's nothing I can do now but squeeze the dirt.

You have to endure it.

Survive.

If you die now and come back.

Can you protect Rubia again?

I shake my head vigorously.

I'm not confident. I can't protect anything from nature or humans right now.

I carried my luggage into the mountains. I went deep enough to stay out of sight of humans. After a while,

Blue!

I opened the book of crossbows.

In the foreground are the names, prices, and ways in which people abuse people.

It is presumed to be used as a book for buying and selling people.

It was a white space from the back.

You pick up the pen and start writing your name down one line at a time on the back of the notebook.

The Guard Commander and his group (Yublam).

Lord (Erast).

Hammer and Crossbow (first tomb).

You put a little sign next to the 'hammer and crossbow’.

Once this is done.

The lord of Erast is Rubia's uncle.

He's more likely to be involved in some way in a series of events.

I'm guessing the hammer and crossbow were sent by the Lord himself.

Not to mention the Guard Commander and his horde. They killed Rubia inside. Torture would have been done.

I threw away all the other rations, barrels, and cloaks.

They're useless now. No one to drink or wear. Hammer and knife.

I tied up a crossbow and took it. All you need is a swing weapon.

‘Let's go into the cave first. ’

Natural Labyrinth, where a little safety is guaranteed. Familiar and advantageous. Let's stay there for a while.

Being beaten by Trolls. Having to send her alone to the Human Village. It all happened because they weren't strong.

This all started because I couldn't protect him in the first place.

For now.

You need to be strong. That's all I think about.

Beyond the burial ground in Rubia, you look at the blazing flames.

I don't see a lot of energy.

Winter is dry season.

No matter how much blood you sprinkle, it'll dry up quickly.

_Knock, knock.

A drop of water falls from the sharp tip of the kerosene.

After entering the cave, there was a lot of time. I slowly thought about my next target.

What happened after Rubia got into the city? I need to ask around.

Of course, those who want to interrogate me now.

They are the Guard Commander of Grasmear and his horde.

You have to make them pay.

But after sending Ruby ^, he lay down in the bush and watched for three days.

They are not easy targets.

More than one of the guards went on patrol. He always had a ringer.

And I saw the bald guard commander, and I saw the men who came out to abandon Rubia.

When I first got out of the cart.

And that was the last time.

The group that looked like hyenas didn't work out.

‘Are you working in the city? ’

I don't intend to venture into vain.

If the skull breaks again here and dies, you'll have to watch Rubia die again in some way at the next regression.

I didn't intend to.

I want to be with her. But I wanted to be alone when I didn't have enough power.

After experiencing this a few times in a short while, there was a strange suspicion and obsession with her. I didn't want to see him die again.

Look around the city for a while. I know exactly what I can hear.

I don't know much about the city of Eublam.

In fact, there is nothing I know more than the location of the city.

Lord's castle is small.

Lots of people live outside the walls.

Maybe that's it.

There's a lot to know.

I'm going to ask nicely by catching passing Humans.

However.

Since you killed the guard, it will be noisy for a while. It's a crowd with a lot to see.

I thought if anyone in my flock died, I'd turn on the lights and see the truth.

We need to see what's going on.

‘Let's wait a while. ’

I spent a month in the cave quietly. Time doesn't mean much to skeletons.

If you sit quietly and reflect on the memory, time passes surprisingly quickly.

‘This should be enough. ’

Starting near the entrance, you take a careful look outside.

It was surprisingly quiet outside.

The body of a stabbed man. Is that what set it on fire?

I didn't particularly see any humans searching in the mountains for something.

The guard I killed,

They may think they were just burned to death by a forest fire.

‘I think we're good to go. ’

I went out of the cave. I went out to the mountain pass where people were passing by.

I lay down in the woods by the road. I waited for people to get information.

Fortunately, shortly after, a popular crowd arrives.

‘That's a lot. ’

One, two, three.

Six.

They were all young, human children who looked about 16 years old. The children showed up screaming for someone.

What are they doing? ’

Five bring one.

I lay down in the bush and quietly observe the young human males.

The oldest of the five, the boy grabbed the collarbone of the dragged child. It's quite rough.

“Sean, you're gonna die today. Do you drink alcohol secretly again? You want us to get ripped off by our employers? Today is not the day to lose. ”

The boy grumbled and said.

“Me, not me! ”

The boy's throat is caught in his hand, and the child is hanging in his arms, protesting. But he doesn't pretend to listen.

“You son of a bitch, every time you're on call, there's no alcohol. I saw it right.

Someone like you needs to be buried in the ground. ”

“I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ”

“I don't need it. You're going to die today because you're going to lose your job at the orphanage. ”

I looked at the child suspended in the air.

Whatever he did, his face was gloomy. It was completely opened to the eyes.

‘You've been drinking. ’

Humans look like that when they are drunk. Skin becomes red.

I can't walk properly and I can't talk properly.

“Dig here! ”

The children carrying shovels start digging holes in the hillside.

Boom! Boom! Puck!

At the same time, the hole quickly deepened by three people.

It's still winter.

However, the soil was relatively soft and the particles of dirt that were thrown out were quite worn out.

“Shi, you made a mistake! I made a mistake!”

The child with the collar cries out. But you don't seem to be nervous because you're drunk.

Enemies! Boom!

“Nice digging! ”

How about 44? You're in! ”

I watched them quietly. Honestly, the pits aren't very deep.

Not deep enough to kill and bury.

“I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'll never drink! ”

“You don't drink? ”

A kid called Sean. When he said he didn't drink, the children around him grabbed the boat and laughed.

“It's been a year, you son of a bitch. For a year, you've been eating Wynn's wine! He thought we shared it. ”

“Let's just ask! Just let the mountain beast eat his head. ”

“Hey, me, me.! ”

Sean, who was thirteen years old, couldn't get along.

The human children buried Sean on the ground, shoulder to shoulder. I paved the ground in a frenzy.

“Let's go! We don't need this shit. It's a disgrace to our nursery. ”

The children buried Sean on the ground carried shovels down their shoulders.

Shawn whines, his face covered in soil. As the children went down, they talked about their childhood.