Licht and Faith tried desperately to pull out a protruding arm.
It was a thin, feminine arm, and if they put too much pressure on it, it might break.
The two of them pulled together, being careful.
"--Pah! I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one who has a problem with this. ...... If you're going to revive me, you should have dug me up a bit more first.
"I'm sorry, .......
You can apologize to me. So, what's wrong with you reanimating me?
Somehow, with a little help, Dorothy emerges, covered in dirt.
She seemed a little unhappy that her body had suddenly become dirty, but she didn't seem to be making any further reference to it.
Instead, she seems to be more concerned about the reason why she was revived.
To put it bluntly, we want you to be one of us.
"Okay... just one question first.
Too easy an admission.
Then comes an additional question.
"You're not a Necromancer, are you? How did you bring me back to life? There seems to be no master-servant relationship - in fact, I'm not even your slave.
I'm not a necromancer. I'm not a necromancer. The "reanimate" skill can reanimate you, but it can't subjugate you. Instead, it seems that you can revive yourself .......
The last word is a bit of a muddle.
I've only activated it once, and I don't have clear confidence in it. I couldn't even think of experimenting with it like Faith had.
Still, Dorothy's reaction was quite good.
She listened to Richt's story with interest.
"You have similar abilities to me. But I've never heard that you can revive yourself.
You're amazing, Richt.
Thanks, .......
So..." Dorothy goes back to the story.
I'm supposed to be your friend, right? I'll work hard for you to revive me.
I appreciate it. Now let's get out of here before the reinforcements arrive.
Yes, sir.
And so.
The legendary Necromancer became a friend of the Lich.