"You should do something...? There's about a tramp, but soon you'll get tired of it."
"Non is asleep, so you two can be free... ugh"
Aria falls into bed yawning small.
By the time Richt tries to stop it, he's already in his dreams.
Forced to wake up here, it's almost certain Aria will be in a bad mood, so it's impossible to get her hands on it anymore.
Bern and Richt, who were left behind, unwittingly sat down to the chair.
"Uh, Trump... do you?
"No, because I don't know the rules..."
"Oh, excuse me..."
Time for silence.
Not that Richt has enough communication skills to pay for this air.
Not to mention the demon fox I haven't talked to much about is the opponent.
"Oh, you know. I'm talking about Mr. Richter's abilities..."
The first person to break the silence was Bern, who could care less.
Although it is good to have spoken to him, Richt urges Bern, who looks anxious about whether it is a good thing to ask, to continue the story with his eyes.
"And it's amazing to bring the dead back to life!
"Oh, thanks......"
"So... right. If I die, I want to know about the time limit I can resuscitate..."
What Bern was concerned about was the Time Limit of Resuscitation of the Dead.
This is the information I would really like to check, also considering the possibility that resuscitation will be delayed because I don't know what kind of hands the assassin will use.
Not that I don't believe in Richt, but the prudent Bern personality was making me ask that question.
"There's no time limit. I'll be fine for at least a hundred years."
"Huh? Well, then the restrictions on use..."
"That's okay, too. Because I used to experiment with rats so many times."
Ahaha - and all I can do is laugh.
I've done this before - it was Bern where all the moves to protect myself from the enemy made me feel ridiculous.