Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

He was the administrative officer I had seen before. He asked us.

“Need directions? ”

Maybe it's not nice to look at the walls.

I asked the guide.

“By the way, where's the library? ”

It was a question I left because I was thinking about Rubia.

The guide looked at me embarrassed.

“Library. You mean it? ”

“Yes."

It would be a strange experience for a person to visit a library to participate in a tournament.

What if I told you to go inside at all?

The guide is in a bit of trouble, and you bring in the old hag. The old man looked at me and said,

“I heard you asked about the library.

“You can't go in there, can you? ”

This is where Rubia spent a lot of time. You'll be refused, but it's not bad to ask once.

“It needs the Lord's permission. Do you have any books you're looking for? I can lend it to you. ”

I can't do it either. I remembered the name of the book Rubia mentioned.

“Of time.

The old man waited quietly.

“Is there a book called 'The Genius Wizard in the Basket'? ”

“It must be a novel. I'll look into it. ”

In an hour.

An old man came to my room looking for a book. The book had red scales and a broken hourglass embroidered on it.

“Here you go. ”

“Nice cover. Can I borrow this? ”

“No one's watching anyway. Since his disappearance, there's been a pile of dirt on the ledger. Good thing it's not on fire. ”

“Him?”

“No, I'm sorry. ”

The old man hurries back.

"What if he is? ’

It's obvious.

You mean Rubia. The look on the librarian's face suddenly settled.

Maybe he liked Rubia, too. I remembered what she said to me.

‘My father died, and people in the castle cried and said that I shouldn't be here.

I thought I was one of them.

Then I felt quite friendly, even though I was not yet asleep.

The old man turns his head. I coughed slightly to the side.

“Hmmm.”

And then...

“Please call me when you've finished. ”

It disappeared. "I felt guilty in my footsteps. Maybe they were close enough.

Maybe we used to talk about books. You say goodbye to the old man who loosened the old robe.

I slowly opened the book with the embroidery.

The title of the book and the author were revealed.

Cabin Ashton, a genius in a time basket

Dallac.

"Cabin. Ashton? ’

This is the book he wrote? When Rubia told me about this book, she never asked me about the author.

I just looked up the book Rubia mentioned once, as I recall.

Is this just a coincidence? I was just a little nervous.

I slowly handed over the book cover a few times.

I worked hard to see if I was unlikely to clue in my regression.

But...

<. It was my thirty-second May 12.

??? I wanted to know. It stops for whom, it flows again.

Is it repeating? >

<. Is time real?

The content was difficult to understand, and nothing touched me.

< If time and space exist only in my perception, am I the only one with a mind? One giant delusional system constructed by me?

Time and space exist only in self-awareness? You have a mind of your own?

Dallac.

I laughed. Wrong. Once I read this book, I have a mind. I handed over the bookshelf thinking so.

<. The myriad creations that think they have a mind of their own, are made in whose perception.

‘Hmm.

Are all kinds of wizards this self-centered?

It was a book written like a necessity, not a novel. It's like what happened, like what happened.

‘I shouldn't have expected it. ’

The protagonist of this novel is a man trapped in time.

When I first discussed my situation with Rubia, she told me about this book.

You said you've heard the same story. At that time, it was only fiction.

But he seemed to be expecting it. Give me some solutions in this book.

I thought it might be a clue.

Suddenly, I was thinking about Rubia and the days ahead. Thinking she was completely buried.

Tak.

Covered the last page.

It was that moment.

Tiring!

[We encountered the first Hidden Piece of Kevin Ashton with fairy tale rates of 90 percent or less.]

[Wisdom has increased by 10!]

["Weak" about own sample assumptions

Begin consciousness.]

[Inspect Faction Value: Skeleton]

[Perks: Insights (E minor)!]

"Ten." Insights? ’

At the same time as the status window appears.

The feeling of fighting flows from my head to my toes.

The fountain in my head seemed to be slightly deeper and wider.

The fog in my head began to move gradually. And I wondered one thing first.

Who the hell is Kevin Ashton? ’

Who is the human being that can make wisdom rise just by reading his own book?

Besides?. ”.

"Insights"?

I opened the status window to check the skill details.

[Insight e-minor (passive)]

Ordinary human insight. As a Skeleton Soldier set to be trampled for eternity, this level of insight was inherently insurmountable, but it was captured at the end of several deaths.

CAUTION: Do not overestimate.

It sounds like a somewhat offensive phrase, but I think I got something.

Anyway.

Who the hell is Cabin Ashton that he would plant in a book even with the skill of insight?

Being a wizard, can you do this naturally?

I didn't have one or two questions.

Dallac!

Continuing with the thought, I can feel the body shivering.

A man named Kevin Ashton is clearly one of the most remarkable wizards of all time.

Even such autonomy does not solve the phenomenon of time repetition.

But can I find out why this is happening?

Suddenly, I was afraid.

I bought it and returned the book to the old man, as if I were running away. Then I went back to my room.

Stayed overnight.

Entered the tournament venue.

A space about 30 meters in diameter. The crowd is swarming. The stadium is in the middle of the castle.

“Spacious.”

“This looks like the place used to be a Marine Corps. There's plenty.”

It's noisy around here. The atmosphere is heating up.

“You're making a fuss.”

“To blow up something boring. It's best to watch people's throats fly somewhere safe. I'm really excited.”

“Is that what you are? ”

“I cut myself. ”

A moderator stands on the floor.

“Then draw. Let's get started!

Designated Participants, please come to my position! ”

Participants pulled one piece of paper out of the box. I have the number 6. The caretaker recorded the number. Participants returned to their respective positions.

There were separate seats for the participants.

“The Lord will enter! ”

A man with a dirty impression stood in the high seats.

Medium height. Your hair is thin. Your body is only dry and your eyes are dull and gleaming.

I felt like it would fit perfectly with the expression that my face was broken by my life.

‘Is that him?'

My hand holds the scabbard. I was gradually exhausted. The lord is the one who got Rubia killed several times.

It's about 30 meters away. If you jump up to the top, you might be able to cut it off.

Rubia's vengeance, no, mine.

I'll do it.

“Phew, what's wrong with your eyes? You look like a rat. What's that on your neck? What kind of worm did you draw?

Lena lowers her voice.

I suppressed my heart. I tried not to draw the knife. We can't do this here. It's pointless.

I'll die after I kill you. That's pathetic.

A man who looks like a hyena around the lord's eyes catches my attention. They're making room.

Guards escorting.

“Security is a filthy surplus. But that's what a lot of filthy bastards do. ”

Lena's reaction to sticking around.

Somehow, I opened my mind a little.

I didn't think I was doing it here. You release the power from the hilt in your hand. But it was hard to take my eyes off the lord.

The lord put his hand into the jar. Then I took out two sheets of paper. I smiled.

I handed the paper over to the moderator.

The moderator frowned and accepted the paper. I shouted aloud to the participants and the audience.

“Number six, Seirez Zagan of the Jinnees!

17, Chapel of Bronze Rings, Jacob Isaac! ”

Lena stabs you in the side of the cock.

“First place. You have to go. ”

“Ah.

It's called Seirez Zagan.

It's an instant name.

I had to give it a name to enter the tournament.

The names of two of the 16 Demon Kings who come into the human race were mixed up roughly.

The rushing hydrogen, Zagan, had the wings of the phone. He used to squeeze juice with his enormous heated iron hooves.

Seere of Collapse is the Demon King who turned humans into chunks of ice just by looking at them. Seilane had the ability to distort space.

I enjoyed summoning parts of the human body that I didn't like and collapsing in front of my eyes.

Of course, I've heard stories. I don't know if it was real or not.

There are limits to the information I can access. Only the brainwashing of the Demon Army Necromancers and the rumors of the battlefield.

In fact, even though they are helpless and have no layer of protection, I do not know if they are flying off their necks.

Anyway.

I mixed the names of the two Demon Kings who were in charge of the southern front.

“Ceere Zagan! ”

The so-called me walked out.

I pretend not to be impressed, but I'm actually nervous.

I'm not ready. It's your first time.

If you could see Humans fighting each other, you'd know the approximate level. I'm the first.

Tournaments.

We don't know how many of them are participating. Slowly swing your sword, knight in blue armor who has fed me.

Not that much.

If I send a plain article from the Ash Monastery or the Lion Knights, I'll know who I am.

I wonder if I can even get one win.

I wonder if it came out of nothing.

I turned my head. I glanced at Lena. Lena smiles.

“I've put all my money on it. Give it to me!”

Last night.

I was reading Kevin Ashton's book, and I couldn't see where he was going when he was moaning.

He seemed to have been involved in gambling.

Aren't you nervous? ’

Lena didn't seem worried at all. Flying a helmet reveals who I am. Her life will be in jeopardy.

I can't help it. If you die, just pretend you died for Lena once.

Then there is no debt.

Makes me feel clean.

Boom boom.

Bastard's sword rests on his shoulder.

I slowly walked to the Arena.

The moderator shouted aloud. People screamed.

“Seirez Zagan, a participant of the Jinnees! This is the first debut of the tournament. What are the skills of the anonymous knights of the Jinnee family? ”

“Wow!"

“I've never seen him before! ”

“Kill or die! ”

“Woo! You look weak! ”

People screamed.

‘Shut up.’

“The bronze ring mercenaries, Jacob Isaac! ”

Bang!

Opposite side.

Giant walks out of the ground rumbling. I'm twice my size.

He's got a big hammer.

I think I'm going to break down the gate. It appears to be a better weapon to dismantle an architecture than to destroy a human body.

“Isaac the Disassembler! ”

“Make it hot! ”

“More? Ah? Ah? Yi? Shi”

A mysterious castle bursts out of nowhere.

“Isaac! I won't let you sleep when I lose! ”

‘The tournament was such a commotion. ’

Noisy. Isaac stirs his hand toward the crowd.

Kugu!

Look at me and roll your feet.

What, are you showing off your weight?

The moderator explained the rules.

“Surrender or drop your opponent's weapon to win! If you declare surrender, stop your attack immediately. You will be disqualified if you attack! Let's get started!”

Choo-choo!

The drum is ringing.