"Sure, of course."
Mason and the troops behind him cheered loudly, arms raised in delight.
"However, if the Demon Lord needs , then I have to go back."
Bone Fra said slowly.
The surrounding crowd gradually fell silent, and the atmosphere beca quiet.
Mason’s brow turned dark.
"This Skeleton Warrior, do you even listen to yourself? What do you an you’ll go back if the Demon Lord needs you?"
"After all, I still want to stay more with soone I like."
Bone Fra’s voice was crisp, causing Shami, hiding nearby, to break into a cold sweat.
Mason angrily flipped the bottles in front of him, and the entire troop drew their weapons aid at Bone Fra, who hastily retreated.
"Do you even understand what a betrayal is? Joining in only to defect at any ti, how is that different from getting married?!"
Mason’s Storage Ring shone, and a gigantic iron hamr appeared in his hand.
As a Heavy Armor Warrior, this enormous hamr made of Refined Iron was his weapon, and one strike would easily smash the skeleton to bits.
Since negotiations failed, battle was the only course left.
Despite leading a troop known for their betrayals, where each could talk and persuade individually, their combat abilities were still intact.
At the very least, dealing with skeletons was no problem.
"It sounds like you’ve suffered so serious heartbreak! But using a skeleton to vent your anger is a bit shaless, isn’t it!"
With enemies many and Bone Fra so few, Bone Fra’s montum didn’t falter.
Shami watched the dazzling white skeleton with empathy.
"Being confessed to by a skeleton still feels bizarre though because of that sentence, you can trust the security of the Demon Lord’s gate to it in the future."
Mason stood still while ten soldiers rushed toward Bone Fra.
Shami was about to rescue him, then realized she underestimated Bone Fra’s combat ability.
Bone Fra evaded and dodged through the graveyard, successfully escaping the pursuit of more than a dozen soldiers, found a sturdy tombstone, and directly hurled it at the head of a soldier behind.
The tombstone shattered, and the soldier groaned.
"Why bother chasing a skeleton so hard? A skeleton’s weakness lies in the spine and skull, aim for those, you bunch of pigs!"
Mason shouted loudly, as dozens of soldiers chased Bone Fra, eventually surrounding him with sheer numbers.
Bone Fra stood atop a mound, seriously surveying the surroundings.
"Do you think this power is enough to kill ? You’re far from it!"
Bone Fra’s aura began to change rapidly.
Since leaving Shami, it had been traveling the continent, not without gains.
Before becoming an office model, it had many adventure experiences it hadn’t shared with Shami yet.
Bone Fra slowly pulled out a black stocking attached to the inside of its pelvis and stared at it significantly.
"Teacher, the things you taught will be used today."
"? Bone Fra, you actually have a teacher?"
Shami was incredulous.
During an adventure in a Primitive Tribe, Bone Fra encountered an old witch who could resurrect the dead. At that ti, it was digging up a dead man’s grave trying to extract supplies for the journey.
The old witch fell in love with Bone Fra at first sight and decided to take it back to her Wizard Shrine, preparing it as the future owner of the shrine.
"No matter how you think, it’s weird! How can a skeleton be related to a cute maiden?"
The old witch had an evil classic witch book, through which she could awaken those who had recently died and taught it to Bone Fra.
"Bone Fra, rember, humans never truly accept death, and if we can awaken what remains of their desires, they can briefly co back."
"Though I don’t know if it works on those long dead, we have to try."
Bone Fra muttered, slowly raising the black stocking in its hand. The power gained from the witch book exploded within it, the skeleton glowed a spirit blue, and blue light condensed, appearing in Bone Fra’s hand as a staff resembling a tree branch.
"Oh those who refuse to simply die, those who lived before the era of black stockings, those who never saw the beauty of black stockings and harbor great regret. Now the black stockings lay before you, and the witch book will briefly break the boundary between life and death, granting you a chance to witness it yourselves. To those with residual fantasies, awaken!"
Bone Fra said, raising the black stocking overhead as the Wizard’s Staff in its hand shot out a dim spirit blue light.
The graves shook violently, and soon, two skeletons gradually erged from them.
"Where’s the black stocking? Let see it?"
"In our era, won usually wore tightly sewn clothing."
"Wizard, can you wear the black stockings, let see it?"
"Great! It’s a success! No matter how long dead, once they hear about black stockings, they react just like the Demon Lord!"
Bone Fra was excited.
"Why compare to these things? You summoned a bunch of perverts!"
Shami looked at Bone Fra, unable to comprehend.
Though there were many points to complain about, he more surprised at Bone Fra’s transformation.
If he understood correctly, capable of summoning skeleton soldiers, Bone Fra wasn’t rely a Skeleton Warrior but an [Undead·Skeleton Mage]!
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