To You, Myself
The Skull King Army

Siska explained the four disaster monsters, arguably the hunt now exceeds the number of four and even though this is categorized as a low disaster level. Still they can't be careless. By taking this hunt, they could level up faster than they should, if successful. Although there is one person who does not agree to take this task, namely Dijara.

After explaining the characteristics of the target. Kiara rushed into the target area, again Siska was irritated to find the behavior that did not want to listen to the strategy. With all his heart, Dijara proposed a backup plan if they were killed or a strategy to escape.

"Whoa. It's just a powerful monster doang level, anyway. You need not be afraid! If you're with me, my magic sword will protect you both, won't it?" Said Kaira glancing at Dijara, with a faint smile meaning something.

When they reached the monster's nest, the word dragon alone flashed to Dijara's mind. Nevertheless, disaster-level monsters to the top are named. It was clear it was no longer an ordinary dragon, he had a different stature to the shadow of Dijara and flocking. Not individuals move together into a flock.

I don't know the wrong information. The three dragons alone that were seen in the cave, it was Siska who detected determining the position of their hunted creatures. Suddenly the fourth dragon appeared, roaring like it was calling and the three creatures who settled in the nest answered the loud and long voice of the dragon.

"Look, they ran away because I showed up!" Kaira puffed out her chest, as if it was an act done by her. Not long after the sound of the birds being scared suddenly. Even creatures like dragons, fear something and this is not a good sign. On this strange matter he asked Siska to check their surroundings.

Siska immediately panicked, as if she had just seen something unnatural so she could not think calmly and dragged Dijara away in a hurry. With a hunting breath Kiara questioned the reason Siska was panicking. Loudly, saying in a snapping tone, "the skulls gathered in one place. Surround the skeletal king."

Everyone's countenance turned grim, as Siska ran about fifteen years ago how the skeletal king, called Deatbon and his men destroyed one city overnight. Which is a problem for Dijara, the naming of whom, why not immediately mention bonemati.

"Happy Goodbye!"

"Oi savage man, take me too, cake!"

"Tch! Yes, he is a burden!"

"Ah, that's right!"

Kiara uses magic scrolls. He moved the place between the empty cup and himself, it was similar to the magic the guild leader used. Dijara looked back, aware they were being followed by dozens of skeletal horses, as they were on the run and chose their lives to run as hard as they could. But suddenly Dijara stumbled.

"Damn. The two men on this team are useless!" Complain Aila.

"Are you okay...?" Siska helped Dijara stand up, they looked back to find the pursuer riding on a skull horse. Dijara bit his lips, then assumed that the situation would be complicated if they entered the city. Then pull the assault rifle, which hangs on the waist, a choice Dijara has for now.

Scents of flashes of light shot out one by one, Dijara uprooted them from afar and hid behind the bushes. Since Aila could not use the magic aura reliever magic energy, then she would run to the city, reporting this incident quickly brought reinforcements.

"Look, don't be rash. Hide that great magic energy of yours don't let our position be exposed."

"Hei Dijara's. You don't have any trouble without magic?" Siska asked, making Dijara smile thinly back asking the role of magic in everyday life. Siska answered as usual. Then, he explained the meaning of magic in the thoughts and perspectives of people who could not.

Once again Siska was amazed. He is perfect, but the world seems to hate the existence of humans who are always serious and gentle. The first time he saw the pair of eyes, Siska was already attracted to someone Dijara and felt jealous envy towards the girl who became his lover. After seeing that dance.

Siska filled a bullet into the magazine following the orders of the man next to her, they remained down until they did not see the horsemen and skulls of the usual variants present. Their numbers have exceeded the word cheating, even one city might not be able to beat them back without a plan. As usual, the king had to lose so that the army would mill around without direction.

"As--" Dijara flinched, she felt dizzy like banging her head. Makes him feel uncomfortable.

"You.. Is it really okay? Your magic energy is starting to drain away, you know." Siska said, a voice filled with anxiety. But Dijara was unable to answer. This man rests on both feet, holding a firearm, he won't run away and hangs back until he calls his name. Until the girl meets she will live.

Behind the clouds and cold weather, they turned around to find a dim light indicating the city was in an emergency situation. That's a signal for them. They began to run, down the steep mountain was an advantage because they were still bones and rotten meat. They have trouble being on a field like this.

While walking backwards, Dijara fired at the middleman who had the opportunity to chase and ignore some of them. Unless the distance is very close. Not long after, Dijara collapsed again as during practice accustomed to the pounding of weapons.

"Damn it..."

In a dim view of the eyes, saw Siska approaching the face of Dijara and without knowing the continuation of this man closed the eyelids. Not long ago. His eyes opened, finding Siska sleeping trying not to make a sound. Although the newly awakened Dijara understood if they were in the middle of the army and hid, with illusion magic. But really a bad situation.

Because she did not care, Siska began to have a hard time withholding the screams as they were very close. Just because he's awake. Siska's legs were very difficult to keep still, in the end, they were caught and almost pierced by a sword. Dijara quickly hugged Siska, jumped into an area that was not too filled with enemy troops and drew a sword.

"remarkable. Your king met me immediately."

"Md. Your amazing self, the general behavior of that human being when I look at me like that girl. You are indeed unusual, mention names!" The skeletal king whipped out a sword, he resembled a knight. Moreover, the horses were very clear that after becoming a skeleton even though he trained in swordsmanship, Dijara was goosebumps in another sense.

Before a one-on-one duel, he threw a small waist bag filled with bullets and two magazines at Siska. Watered with fear he tried hard, put bullets one by one, although the fingers he was shaking trying to help as much as possible. Dijara smiles at how much Siska tries, despite the fear of haunting herself remains focused on the task and occasionally sees Dijara's eyes, expecting victory.