Skeleton Soldier Couldn't Protect the Dungeon

You have to hurry. You have to come up with a plan. Slot 2 was selected at the Memorial of Death.

[System Blunt Physical Resistance Plus 40 applies!]

Since the Dagger is gone, I guess the advantage is blunt force resistance.

Dallac!

I jumped out of the grave.

There's still Rubia before she talks to me. I rushed to her.

“Hehehe! ”

You were gonna say, "Dead man." Rubia falls without calling me. I'm sorry, but I can't help it.

“Robe, Dagger. It's urgent.”

“Hee hee hee! ”

Rubia's body is rigid. Of course, when you encounter a situation like this, it hardens everyone.

Parlock!

The Dagger and Robb were plundered at once.

A robe wet with rain is forcibly peeled off.

A rich brown hair appeared that came down to my waist.

“Ah.

Your lips are trembling in the rain. The tremor is a mixture of cold and fear. You look at Rubia, dressed in a stupid semi-dress in a robe.

Shoot me.

If you think about it, she is suspicious of being sane. I can't believe you're wearing this. The dress was already wet in the rain.

I doubt it. I think he said he was an heir. After all, there's plenty of time to ask after a crisis.

Check the status window of the woman again.

Tiring!

[Name: Ray Rubia]

[Commander Lv.1]

[HP 6, Strength 5, Intelligence 12, Agility 6]

Strength of my quadrant.

No resistance at all, and it's worth stealing the Dagger and Robe.

Close the status window.

I don't know if I can only see this woman or if I can see the others if one condition is met.

He looked at Rubia and said,

“Stay by the bush. Don't ever follow me. Your life is in danger.”

You may or may not believe me.

I don't have time to explain.

Quickly, I picked up the longest, thickest branch.

It was a solid and usable branch.

The cemetery is covered in darkness. But I already know the location of the branches. Picking it up is easy.

Suck it.

This time it's a new plan.

I trimmed the tip a few times with the dagger. It was sharp enough.

It was decent to call it a stake.

I ran down the mountain with a sharpened peg.

‘Come up here. ’

I went a little further down the road.

The robed body was buried in grass and mud. I took the pose of being able to stand the chiseled peg at any time.

Chop-chop! Chop-chop!

I hear noises. Two hunters riding their horses into the night.

Why would they go after her?

Who asked him to do it?

Up until now, it seemed like he was raping her all the time. I'll rape him and kill him or sell him. Which route would you sell it to?

Cover your curiosity. We need to deal with them right now.

“Heehee! ”

The horse approaches.

‘Send a crossbow. ’

He can handle this on his own.

Aim for the strong one first.

Chop-chop! Chop-chop!

Crossbows have passed.

The horse with the hammer is here. I grabbed and lifted a sharpened peg.

Phew!

The stake is lodged in the horse's belly.

“Heehee! ”

I feel pain.

The desperate pain of the living makes the night wet.

A horse stabbed in the stomach spasms.

Sheepdog!

The horse falls to its side, causing a parrot convulsion.

The man on the horse jumped and there was nothing to do. I'm not surprised. I fell.

‘There you go.'

The way the horse fell down the slopes.

“Haha!”

Squeaker!

The hammer grip falls properly.

I like the sound of bumps. I think one of them is broken.

Puebuck!

He keeps rolling down the hill. At first glance, the slope on that slope is steep.

You hear him struggle as his body rolls.

“What, what? ”

Cheolpick.

The one with the crossbow. Jump right off the horse. He killed me in my last life.

After a duel, I was able to defeat the hammer catcher. However, I was broken by the clubs of the approaching crossbowman.

Died, fought again, died. Fighting is more difficult than this.

This is your fourth encounter.

Flash!

Lightning strikes. I looked at the man with the crossbow.

I remember the smile he used to make when Rubia came closer. It reminds me of that grin without a disgusting mate.

You gripped the Rubia Dagger tightly. One step, one step.

The one with the loaded crossbow carefully approaches here.

Pork chops!

The crossbow flew away.

He's not blind. He looked at me when the lightning struck.

If there's anything suspicious, I'd like to see you shoot an arrow first.

It's not a bad strategy.

Foot!

Arrows are embedded in the overlying robe. But it goes between the bones.

No strikes.

Flutter!

I threw it off the robe. I got up off the couch.

I shouted to the crossbow.

“I'm Pretcher! ”

This is ridiculous.

You'd be surprised to hear me scream. I made some ridiculous noises to embarrass him.

Pretcher is the name of the hammer catcher.

Earlier, he broke me with a club and talked about it.

Wouldn't you be a little surprised?

“Hee hee hee! What?”

Fortunately, the prediction was right.

He's freaking out. He's pulling back.

I'm tired of this.My head suddenly overloaded. A skull that leaps out of its nostrils with its colleague's name on it.

Dallac.

It's a simple and childish trick.

However, the more effective the method is. Not for long. We just need to take a moment.

His body hardens for a moment. I didn't miss it. I stabbed him in the neck with the dagger.

Bang!

"Oops."

I missed. I can't feel my previous move.

“Hic! Damn it! ”

I feel like I'm living with a curse on my mouth. He takes his hand to his waist.

I took a step forward. You swing your sword again.

Bang!

But the emptiness of the dagger was great.

I think about my last life. I put the dagger neatly into the hammer catcher.

It was saved at once.

But the Dagger can't touch him now, not even to a lesser extent.

‘Skill difference, too. ’

But it certainly feels faster. Powers up Agility. The speed had changed to become conscious.

I'm a little faster than the humans before me. The man barely escapes screams in horror.

“What's so fast? ”

He swings his club vigorously.

Bam!

Should I say a moment ago?

The life before. He broke my bones with this club.

But...

I didn't avoid it this time.

The Pokémon welcomes the Pokémon as it is.

I plunged into his arms.

Pick!

A rod swung violently. It must have been overlaid with metal. A dull sound strikes the bone.

But it's not a big hit.

[Blunt Resistance 40 is applied!]

I chose this privilege. He jumps into the clump.

Shoot!

Stick a dagger in the neck.

The sound of Rubia's dagger lodged in his throat is refreshing.

This is the second time you put a dagger in the neck of a crossbow.

“Turn it off, turn it off, turn it off, turn it off!

Crossbows sprinkle blood from the neck.

You leap over the defense and rush in. I received the club with my bare arms. Haven't you thought about this?

Well, I'm not a typical skeleton soldier.

Screaming, bone-rattling, helplessly following directions.

or massively crushed at once. Things that make adventurers' prey.

I never thought I'd be so active in hunting Humans.

“Tsk. Tsk. What is this? Hiic.!"

He squeezes his bloody neck. Strong life, or the dagger slightly missed an artery. I grab the club, whoopee!

I swung hard towards the side of his head.

Out of the way!

His body softens with a cheerful sound. Bleeding and bludgeoning killed him.

‘Weapons first. ’

I picked up a crossbow. You take a good crossbow and pull out the arrowheads on the corpse's waist.

Pow, pow, pow.

I put some weight on the crossbow.

I aimed forward.

“Tsk, tsk.! ”

Hmm? Still alive? Not bad.

I'd die if I just let it go.

There's no need to leave anything to chance.

Tuck.

I put a crossbow on the spilled man's chest. It reminds me of the man who was giggling in Luvia.

I also want to cause pain.

But there was no time to waste. Leave the protests in their hands.

Squeaker!

You pierce the leather armor and stab the crossbow through the chest. It's not immediate.

‘Tough.’

He bends in the rain. It's not the heart, it's the lungs. I feel like I'm gonna die anyway.

I left it and got up.

Kick it. Kick it.

I closed the arrow again.

Shoot me!

A slope with a hammer. I walked towards it slowly.

Flash!

‘Saw.’

I can see him.

Boom! Boom!

He holds one hand and has a lot of impressions on his face.

‘You broke a finger. ’

I fell off a horse stabbed in the belly, and it rolled off the slopes.

It's weird not to break anything.

When it rolls over, I wish it were as good as dead. I think that's an excessive greed.

I have a location. Luckily, he hasn't seen it here.

Aim for the crossbow.

Pirate!

Shots fired.

Puck!

“Turn it off!"

I hear groaning.

‘That's right.'

You don't need to see it. I didn't touch it. I'm in the right place.

Dallac.

An invisible blackness.

Lightning struck just in time.

I saw him, didn't see me.

A crossbow that bears weight in advance.

All of these elements come together and make a single foot.

Kirik Kirik.

I put on the crossbow again.

Thanks to the quiver from the corpse, you have plenty of flesh.

How many more shots can we hit? ’

The streets are closing.

Cheapskate. Cheapskate.

You hear the enemy move. He walks in with a hammer.

It won't be a big deal to anyone.

The swordsmen of the Empire, the wizards of Azura.

Those who are really strong can only be killed with one finger.

Maybe that's the one walking.

Chelpick. Chelpick.

But I'm a skeleton soldier.

If you get too close to him, there's a good chance he'll crumble to death.

Shoot him.

The arrow seems to be moving in a presumed direction.

Hiding or running away would be a good thing in this situation, but he's great.

‘Looks like they're right on our tail. ’

Grrr! Grrr!

Mixed with thunder, the sound of sudden footsteps accelerates.

I feel like I'm running. I lifted the crossbow again.

“Ahhhh! ”

He screams.

Chop-chop! Chop-chop! Chop, chop!

Right after she screamed. The sound of footsteps becomes more intense.

‘They are deceiving the direction. ’

Screaming and quickly muting in the other direction. Shoot a crossbow and you'll be blown into the air.

I caught a crossbow.

I've been paying attention. Where are you?

I hold a giant hammer in my hand and look for someone who's running towards me.

Flash!

to the left.

Pirate!

I blew the flesh right off.

Puck!

He's raising his hand. Crossbows pierce your palms in one fell swoop.

Your fingers twist in an odd direction.

"Broken hand. ’

He raised his hand and stopped the crossbow.

The slopes were well rolled and the body was covered in mud.

Boom! Boom!

“Kuaaaak!”

He fights with the thunder.

You swing the hammer with one hand.

The best distance to swing the hammer.

Bam!

The hammer flies to the skull.

If you avoid it, it will come. They'll retreat when they get close. He knows how to navigate the gap.

Swing!

I leap up toward the swinging hammer. Hammer smash.

Bang!

A hammer hit my head.

Something must have gone crazy at first glance.

I felt dizzy. Immediately, I felt like my head was going to split open.