Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

“What if he really dies? Couldn't we just beat him up? ”

“You do that every time. He needs education.”

“But it's not worth killing for, is it? ”

“Come back in an hour. ”

“Idiot! One hour is too short! We need two hours. ”

“There might be wolves! What if it's all ripped out? ”

“Don't you know all the wild animals around here are gone these days? I tried to find it on purpose, but I couldn't find it. All the other local hunters have been wiped out. ”

I followed the children for a while and listened to the story.

I went back to the buried one.

Rrrrrr.

Ridiculously, he was snoring and sleeping in between. I hid in the woods and talked to him.

“Sean.”

“Hehehehe!”

Sean is surprised at the hiccups. I wake up shaking my head.

“Sean!"

“Ugh.! ”

‘He's going to puke. ’

Alcoholism at that age. But there's nothing I can do for him.

Sean wanted to see my side. But my head doesn't turn because it's buried. He looked at the air and said,

“Everyone, are you here to get me out again? ”

“Yes."

“We're your friends, right? Thank you! ”

Sean is hung over in the drink. I confuse my voice with the children who buried me.

I thought that alcoholism had damaged my brain at a young age.

“Close your eyes instead. ”

You let Sean close his eyes. I don't want you to see me. Sean says hello.

“Who, eyes? ”

“Yes. Close your eyes. I'm here to sneak up on my friends. It's a secret who I am. ”

Sean nods. I got out of the bush. I pulled him out of the ground where he was buried.

Hard hands grabbed him, but he doesn't seem to feel any different.

Sean thanked you in a crooked voice.

You wrap a cloth around Sean's closed eyes. And a few days ago, I asked about the woman who went to Yublam.

No need to put in much effort.

Sean started telling me things I was curious about.

The drunken boy was surprisingly helpful.

I could see the key facts.

"Inn."

He said there was only one inn in Ublam. The inn is special.

Women who travel alone are often lost there.

“Even if the guest sisters go in,

It didn't come out.

And the innkeeper owns a mill outside the castle.

“The mill. Near the river? ”

“Yes, we do it a lot, hehehehe! You ate it.Don 't act like you don't know, Heehee.

Luckily, I was able to get close to him. You can wait near the mill.

More directly, I asked about the bald guard commander.

Suddenly, Sean becomes sober.

“Ugh! Well, that's something you should never say! You, you, what's wrong? Tsk!”

I wonder if it's a cautious topic for children. I could feel him slowly waking up from the drink. We need to get out of here.

“Yes. Stay still. Slowly count the bags and reflect. Or I'll bury you again. I'm not letting you out this time. ”

“Ugh, ugh! ”

Sean nods earnestly.

“One. Two. Three.

Srlock.

I scammed the drunken little boy, and I rode straight into the bush near the river.

‘Innkeeper. ’

We'll dig from there.

The wind slowly walks into the forest. I thought the ground was getting tougher.

But 2: 00 p.m.

A brief denial of the raging winter sun.

Frozen land overnight is also soft in the morning. The feeling of the ground becoming rigid is psychological.

‘It was a similar pose. ’

Near the gates, three days and nights, a month before I waited for Rubia.

The guards who were waiting for her. A bumpy cart.

Dallac.

I shake my skull. I get rid of my thoughts. I looked ahead.

The mill returns. The end of the mill lifts and falls back.

Bang!

It is not the sound of grinding grain. The ball hits the bottom of an empty mortar.

‘Empty.,

The mill owned by the inn. Not operating at all well I wonder what's going on.

Yuck.

A house with a mill. The man opens the door. It looked about forty.

‘Is that him?'

You must be the innkeeper. I don't think it's anyone else.

The man sits on a stone wall nearby. You set the dead pipe on fire. The smoke scattered into the air.

A man's body is injured. My face is badly bruised. Blood flows from your ears.

Trace of torture.

But who did? Let me get this straight.

If it's the right city.

The guards will investigate him.

An inn where travelers disappear.

He may have been killed by an over-investigating guard.

‘But.'

The bald guard commander and the four guards that followed him. They carried the traveler's body out in the middle of the night.

It was organic in the mountains. Some tried to make it in time. An extremely vicious group of criminals dressed in guards' uniforms.

If that's what they are.

If the innkeeper abducting the traveler and his hands and feet fit perfectly, it should not go wrong.

The man was out for a long time and soon went inside.

I waited two days for someone to show up. We don't want to hit the wrong guy.

But no one showed up.

Dallac.

‘Today is the third day. ’

Srlock.

I quietly turned back through the bush. I aimed a crossbow at my neck and asked the man.

“Are you the innkeeper? ”

The man trembles.

Puck!

This should be enough of a response.

The man about to turn fainted. I grabbed his neck. I dragged him to the house next to the mill like a pack.

Yuck.

The door remains unlocked.

Fluffy!

I threw the man who fainted on the floor and looked inside.

‘What a mess.’

It's a man's house.

The furniture was dusty. There was nothing there.

What is this? ’

On one side was a plate armor. Helmets and gloves. It looks like it's not too far from the mountains.

I looked around for a moment and woke up on the stunned man.

“Ugh, ugh.

A stunned man groans and wakes up. And then...

“Hee hee hee! ”

You bend over and cling to the wall.

Surprise is natural.

“Y-you look like a skeleton.

But I don't know what to say. You look like a skeleton. You think you're looking at something wrong.

If you're mistaken, let's leave it at that. I don't want to introduce myself.

“So, what do people look like when they sit down to eat? ”

I blurted it out because I wasn't going to let him live anyway.

The man trembled and said.

“Oh, it's the opium. More, more, more. I, I really don't know anything! ”

He's afraid of something. It doesn't seem like an accidental intruder.

You really don't know, do you?

I asked the man.

“Don't know what? ”

“I don't know what happened to the two members from Erastor, or what happened to the guards! Why would I hurt them?! ”

Raise your hand. Two members from Erastor. I think he's talking about the ones my uncle sent me.

“You mean the two Necronic societies? ”

Talk about it as it says on your ID. The man nods.

“Organization. Isn't that from? ”

I shook my head. Then the man swallows again.

“Who, then! ”

“I'll ask the questions. The lady in the gray robe. Do you remember?”

The man trembles. It is an honest response.

“No way. That woman's. Are you with them?”

“Yes."

“Oh, shit.! ”

Tadak!

The man tried to run away. Crazy. I think I'm heavily addicted to opium or something, or narcotics.

I see skeletons, but I think I'm just hallucinating.

I do not make good judgment in this situation. He's getting away.

I'm blocking the door.

There is no escape.

I wish I could tell you that it was a good try, but such empty compliments are too much.

Puck!

I hit my chest with my knee. The man collapses with his chest in his arms.

“Huff!”

Shoot!

You fired a crossbow at the man who fell to the ground. There's nothing left to aim at. The crossbow pierces the man's left hand and sticks to the floor.

Parr!

The tip of the crossbow trembles.

“Ahhhh!”

“Shh.”

I took my finger bones to my mouth and made eye contact with the man.

“Huff, huff, huff, huff.! ”

The cry won't stop.

“Have you calmed down now? ”

“Huff. Huff.

I don't think so. A man with an arrow in his hand is in pain.

I started the interrogation.

“Why did you do that? ”

I'm asking a lot of questions.

Let's just pretend we know everything.

This ruined man is addicted to medicine. Funnily enough, he blows up a drink.

“If you don't cooperate with them, you'll have to close the inn door! ”

They mean the Necronic Society. I asked pretending to know again.

“You just let an old woman walk away and let her close the inn? How do you know that? Are they some kind of Azura wizards? ”

I braced my foot on my wrist. I tapped the arrow in my hand.

“Huff, huff.! ”

The innkeeper suddenly got emotional.

I whimper and cry.

Sudden mood swings.

It seems to be a side effect of drug addiction.

“Damn it! Just kill him! I can't, I can't. ”

“What do you mean? ”

“I don't stand a chance! You don't have to take your meds! I can't work. Imagine what happens to women, even if it feels like a surrogate satisfaction, huff, huff. I will!”

What are they talking about?

My legs are loose.

Dallac.

He bites his foot halfway back from stepping on the man's wrist. The man pours out like crazy.

“Well, that's over now. You're blaming me for two missing members! It's just a title to steal my inn. You don't have to torture me! I put a monster like that in my ear. Monsters. We're going to seize the mill soon. I'm done. I'm done. ”

The man blurted and said whatever he wanted.

Similar stories have changed a bit differently.

I wonder how many stories he's heard.

Tiring!

[Quest has been updated!]

[Necron New Society information added.]

Necron New Society is a trafficking group.

They tortured the innkeeper of Ublam.

They use special insects for torture.

Ublam's Guard Commander is a member of the Necron community.

The innkeeper of Ublam no longer knows.

I stare at the dazed window.

I forgot for a moment.

This is also a quest.

I didn't care because I was sleeping quietly on the list, but for now, the quest is underway.

A spear that stood in the air as soon as it put the hammer's ID in its pocket. Learn about Necron's new society, a ridiculous quest.

I read the letters in the air one line at a time.

The innkeeper doesn't know any more? ’

This is where you lose your tail?

To be honest, I think it's a funny story. But never before has that translucent blue spear lied.

I picked up a crossbow. I listened slowly and then put it back.

The man who owns the inn.

I wanted to kill him. But I didn't know whether killing or not was more painful.

I didn't know if I wanted to make it painful or just kill it.