The bone, which was King Grace's right arm, exalted his own name.

Grail Cabaret.

That's a name I've never heard of.

But... you sound familiar with the sound of 'cabaret'.

A magnificent tone reminds me of a certain person.

"Uh... could it be a relative of a Necromancer child named Claire or something?

That's what I asked the undead, fluffy in the universe.

Claire Dis Cabaret.

Her name is similar, and from the looks of it, she must be a Necromancer.

So it's not strange to have some kind of fringe with her.

"Speaking of Krall, it's my beloved daughter's name."

"Ugh..."

"What is' wow '?"

"Yes, no... nothing..."

It was bingo......

This undead... you're Krall's parent...

Father?

Mother?

Maybe it's your father by name?

Either way, he's the one I don't want to see all of a sudden.

I don't know...... bad for the heart.

"Hmm...? Thank you. Don't feel any sign of Claire."

"Ugh..."

The undead stopped by me.

Even though I don't have eyes, I feel uncomfortable like I'm being watched.

How should I react when this is the case?

Oh, I'm getting a nasty sweat......

"I'm sorry we're in the middle of something, but we need to get ahead of ourselves. Maybe it's time to let me go."

And that's how Kengo reached out to me for salvation.

Yes, it was.

I almost forgot because of the mysterious happening that Claire's father appeared, but now was not the time to step in here.

"Or... are you the gatekeeper of this underground labyrinth? Then we'll have to fight you."

When Kengo said so, he put his hand on the sword he was laying on his hips.

... Indeed, if this undead were our enemy, we would have to fight here.

Even if it's Claire's kin.

"No, I'm not a gatekeeper or anything. If you want to go in the back, you can go on your own."

... apparently not our enemy.

I was a little horrified.

Fighting Krall's body just didn't bother me.

"Earlier, did you say," My greatest masterpiece "?

"Oh, that means as it is. The demons you defeated were created with my right arm."

"Well, I guess you're our enemy."

"Don't be early. Sure, the demons I created fought you to protect this labyrinth, but I'm not."

"Hmm..."

Kengo and the adult look is harsh.

Maybe I'm worried about something I can peddle what this undead says.

"... Ma'am, it's true you're unwilling to fight."

But when Kengo shrugged so, he slowly lowered his hand, which was about to touch the sword.

"Well, then, let's go back there."

"Oh, that's good. It's none of my business anyway."

Looks like Kengo is going through this undead and into the back of the underground labyrinth.

Well, now you're better off accomplishing what you came here for.

I have a question as to why there was this undead here, but you can ask that again later.

Not to mention Sugu.

"Well... now that I have something to do with it, it's time for me to let you leave the room"

I thought...... apparently I wasn't going to stay here long.

What are we gonna do?

You want me to hold you back?

No, but I feel like how do I pull it off... hmm...

"... are you going to see Claire?

For one thing, I decided to put Claire in contact and see how she reacted.

"No, I'm late for a reunion with my beloved daughter. I have something to do first."

"Things to do?

"To gather my body scattered all over the world."

Well, I don't suppose it's originally just the right arm undead, so I wonder where the body hits the torso, but do you go looking for it?

I don't know what it's like to go looking for your body.

But is that a top priority?

"Is it okay to meet Claire afterwards?

"Fine. If we live, we'll see each other one of these days. Besides, I don't care to show my weak face to my beloved daughter!

... Is that what this is all about?

That's a reason I don't understand.

If you mean to be my beloved daughter, I wish I could go see her right away.

"Besides, my beloved daughter probably thinks I died hundreds of years ago. Even if it's a little late to reunite, still. There's no big difference!

Hundreds of years......?

However, it seems that this underground labyrinth has been around for 1,000 years, so I guess it will actually be a reunion on a 1,000 year basis.

... that.

I thought you said you were 700 or something.

Were you even reading Saba, or is this undead story wrong?

Hmm?

"Goodbye then! He's a different world! Thank you for letting me go! Huhhhhhhhh!"

As I tilted my neck, the undead with only my right arm, wrapped in black mist with high laughter, eventually disappeared.

... In the end, what was that, me?

Suddenly he showed up and suddenly disappeared... and it didn't make sense.

"... Marnyan. What do you know about him?

Kengo turned to Margnan and asked.

Looks like Marnyan was hiding behind Kengo and exploring what that undead was thinking.

"Not at all. That undead, he totally wiped out my alien powers."

"Oh well..."

But the harvest is zero...

I wish I'd just known if it was an enemy.

Well, if you're Claire's parent, I don't think he's a bad guy...

"You were a strange girl."

"Oh, not at all. You're making weird characters."

"Don't you say that."

Qatar and Shirazaki were making statements about themselves on the shelf, so I accidentally put in a scratch.

You guys look alike and come by when it comes to irony.

"I didn't say anything stupid, let's just go. Until God rescues, and we're kind of"

That's right.

Now is not the time to think about that mysterious undead.

Wait, Cross.

I'll be right with you.

We moved on to the big door behind the boss room.

It was a beautiful stone aisle, decorated to the point of forgetting that this was in an underground labyrinth.

"... monsters."

"It doesn't seem like a trap..."

I don't see anything in the aisle, like dangerous elements.

I don't know, on the contrary, I even think it's creepy.

This place is heterogeneous.

It's completely different from the space I've been in.

Whenever I feel those signs, the expectation that there will be a cross just ahead of me creeps up from the back of my chest.

"For once, don't get distracted. It's still inside the underground labyrinth."

"Right. Let's not get alarmed."

Kengo and the others are right.

No matter how safe you look, don't let that distract you.

Let's move on with the feeling that until we rescue God, it's an underground labyrinth exploration.

…… Someone's ahead of us. "

And so I perceived people's breath from the back of the aisle.

Could it be a cross?

If there's someone ahead of us, I can't think of that other than him.

That's what I thought. I'm going to walk faster.

…………

Turning right down the aisle, there was no cross.

But instead, someone else was waiting for us.

"... that was fast enough. My prediction is it's gonna be a while."

Behind the aisle... there was a masked man who used to tear us apart so many times.