Jose stood in a realm so surrounded by dead spirits that he felt chilly.
Next door is a healer who is falling like he has been plucked from his soul. I don't know if he was attacked or just intolerant, but I can only understand that there are enemies on this spot.
"Hello. I knew you were human"
"............... you, that's the face I saw somewhere"
"Giku."
Appearing before Jose in confusion was a necromancer with a face I had seen somewhere.
What Jose remembers can't be just a human being.
Only one person - a very similar person - came to mind, but it is a person of the past and truncates that there is no way here.
"Fair enough. I'd rather hear about this dungeon than that, but that's not gonna happen, is it?
"I'm sorry. Instead, you won't suffer like those two, so forgive me."
This word signaled the beginning of the battle.
Jose takes out the dagger and takes the stand.
It is possible to maximize speed by lowering your hips and pulling out your shoulders.
Knowing all about the steeple of the human body, Jose has buried many humans in this way of fighting.
Just bury him in the same way this time.
"- Ah, Richt. Where have you been?"
"Sorry, Dorothy. I was talking to Aria."
"- Richt!? How could you be here!
The moment Jose tried to strike.
What came into my eyes was a face that would never be forgotten.
Richt, who should have been executed and died, is running for some reason here.
At first I also suspected it was a mistake, but as we approach it gradually, such an idea disappears.
Will there be someone else who looks just like this?
It's totally Richt himself.
"Jose!? Why are you here..."
"I was the one who asked the question first... didn't I get executed...?
"Yes, I was. I'm back."
Better than that - and Richt pinches his mouth.
"Having you means having Allen, right? Where is Allen now? I want to talk to him."
"As much as I'd like to hear Koch like that! Isn't that your operation that tore us apart?
"............... you did. Sorry."
Richt exhales slowly to breathe deeply in order to calm his mind.
What Jose is saying is an honest argument that doesn't sound like a ghoul, and Richt can't find a word to return it.
To much shock, I wasn't summed up my thoughts.
"Jose, you weren't there when I was pronounced executed, were you? You... you knew I'd be executed?
"Believe it or not, I'm free - but I didn't know. I only found out that you were executed when Allen gave me the money."
"What did you think then?
"less power"
"I knew you would be."
Richter keeps on laughing.
The way Jose thinks is no exaggeration to say that Richt knows best.
For more than double the seriousness of Allen and Shizuku in terms of the profession of adventurer, my interest in my people was diminishing every day.
Nor was Richt the kind of man who could be described as diligent as an adventurer.
I wonder how long he was disgusted that it was the same party as those three.