"- That's why. So don't come into your room for three days. Keep in touch with the other maids."
"Or maybe...... but is it ok......?
Bern gives Anna instructions from the gap in the door.
Now, there's got to be no squire coming into the room.
It's a shame to think that Anna's face, which I see at the end, is this sad face, but it can't replace her own life.
Anna seems to understand that, too.
"Don't worry about it. If anything goes wrong, tell him through the door. If Anna's the only one who's allowed to come here."
"but I'll do my best!
…………
Aria and Richt, who were listening to those two exchanges, were staring at each other with indescribable faces.
He didn't even think he was a type of maid like Anna because Bern had heard of him as his most trusted squire.
What was in Aria and Richt's head was a cool, emotionless giant.
I mean, it's the opposite of Anna.
"Thank you for waiting. I think we're good with this."
"Whoa. Are you all right with that light-mouthed little girl? All I see is some kind of futuristic step...?
"Yes, no. That's how she might look, but her mouth is pretty stiff. That's all I can say with confidence."
"... that would be nice."
To Bern, who answered with straight eyes, Aria pulled back very hard.
If Bern trusts you so much, there's nothing Aria would bother to say.
It would be a critical safe line because it doesn't seem like you have low loyalty.
"But the queen is accommodating. I don't think it's going to be possible to pull off for three days... but you mean that's all I trust."
"Well, it doesn't mean we won't be able to talk. It's a lot easier as far as this one's concerned."
"Perhaps it's all over the mess of the adventurers. I knew humans were stupid."
"Must be."
Demon kings and demon foxes laughing from height at the rush of humans.
Richt's joining in this circle is still going to be a long way off, but still there was no feeling for the humans.
"Well, we're all set, and what do we do?
"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.