"Hello -..."
…… This is the first area, isn't it? Did something go wrong?
For once, the problem is happening - I wanted to say, but if I do, it's going to cause confusion, so Richt keeps his mouth shut for nothing.
(Rose...... you must be asleep at noon because you're a vampire - you're not asleep. I don't seem to have time to rest, maybe I'm busy because it's the first area)
There was Rosé looking around in preparation for the enemy.
The primary area means that it is more important than the other areas.
Even the protection of a wide area, withstanding that pressure, would be quite burdensome.
"I'm investigating this distopia shortage of manpower right now, it seems more serious than I think..."
"That's... thank you. Fairis and all that sounds tough, too. I'm sorry that I'm such an easy person..."
"Huh?"
Rose returns an unexpected answer.
From what Richt has seen, Rosé was a seemingly busy person with a knot.
At a time when I spare no time to sleep and look around, it's not so strange to jump to the top.
"Uh, how many other things is Rosé in charge of besides this area?
"Seven..."
"Seven!?"
Richt can't hide his surprise.
Without a doubt the most burdensome is Rosé.
But Rosé doesn't seem to recognize it.
Seriousness and humility had come out in a bad way.
"That's... we have to do something"
"- So, but I'm a vampire, so you don't have to worry about it. Yikes! Because you have twice as much strength!
Rosé smiles at Richt with an uncontrolled smile.
In these few conversations, Rosé's personality was somehow readable.
It is no exaggeration to say that this distopia is supported by vampires who are so fond of super.
"Well, when it comes to more work, it's tough... eheh"
(If we're simply short on manpower, we'll have to increase manpower... but we don't seem to be working together)
"- That's right!
"Duh, what's going on...?
Richt remembers a certain existence.
More manpower is essential to make Distopia stronger.
Naturally, if we were to collect each and every one of them, it would be a task that would take a lot of time.
But there was only one being who seemed to mock such a task.
If he lived as an adventurer, he would surely know.
It was the legendary Necromancer who was in Richt's head.