'Good luck. Master, I'm sorry for being so quick, but there's something I'd like to put in your ear.'
Robert caught me when I got back from the dungeon offense.
I guess that's pretty much because Robert bothers to call it off at this time......
"What happened?
"Master Marlon has a message for you."
"Marlon? You must have just left, right?
I stayed in the city until just before heading into the dungeon offense. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I would have gotten some advice on the identity of the undead as they hit the city with ordinary people. And I'm ordering the merchandise as advised, so the undead will start building the city in public in a while...
Fine. I'll leave you to it.
"So, what happened?
This is what I was asking you to gather information on.
"Ah."
Marlon had asked for more than a business meeting.
It's information about us, especially those who are likely to be hostile to our vampires, the Mirms and the Undead.
Especially with regard to the Magic Society, which I should pay attention to now.
"The Magic Society, Chairman, says Mileolo's trends are currently such that even those in deep relationships cannot be followed,"
"You mean missing?
"Yeah. He said he was lurking somewhere, but at any rate, there are countless research facilities... when he doesn't know where he is, he decides it's time to do something he can't do publicly."
"It's easy to understand or something..."
It would be a prep period because once I did it from the front and felt Milm's strength.
He was a thoughtful opponent. Even though I said I couldn't win...
"Here's what Marlon said... that woman will be ready to win and attack, ready to go beyond their expectations."
"I see..."
Mireolo isn't the only one who cares.
There's Mail and Quella too. If we were to be both hostile, we were supposed to be strong enemies.
"Serra's weapon of making will be one weapon for that," you also said. Nevertheless, given how this undead town works, it seems like it can be countered in numbers no matter how prepared they are '
"I'm gonna count them, and I'm gonna take care of the MILM on top of that, so what?"
'I don't know where it's coming from...'
"Thank you. Well, it's like I owe the Knights of the Worst Capital, and let's think about the numbers."
'Right. I was wondering if you'd like me to collect the corpse.'
"A joke... right?
I stopped talking about it any more because I got scared of going deeper into Robert just smiling.