The intervention of the Reincarnation God Cross and Dragon King Fire spared us from pursuit by the Genius Administration and the Genius Joint Society.
Made my body possess some of Cross's soul.
It was in my dreams that I heard such stories that I was given these driving advantages.
In the end, the purpose of our Earthlings (players) is to rescue God.
So if you push that part forward, no one can complain about attacking the underground labyrinth.
That is even if you are a person of the Joint Union of the Inaliens.
Even so, the fireworks appeared at a much better time.
Maybe he was eavesdropping on our conversation in front of the conference room and gauging when he was coming out.
Anyway, thanks.
Let's thank the crosses and fireflies that persuaded the union humans, and the crawlers who brought the fireflies.
I was thinking that while watching a union guy leave the conference room looking unwell.
"Long time no see, fire. Have you been well?
From my mouth came a greeting to the fire, with a grandfather tone of no majesty.
Is Cross still in charge of my body?
I'm done here, and I want my body back.
"I need to ask how you are, etc. Anyway, you were watching everything, weren't you?
"Well, I sure am. Exactly, not everything."
Even though Fire and Cross are reunited for the first time in a thousand years or so, they are having conversations at a mild pace as if they had met until recently.
I was wondering if there would be something emotional about these two, but I don't think so.
"More than that, what's that look like? You said you were on the ground, but you haven't regained your strength at all."
"I can't help it... I'm not a piece of my soul here right now, and the main body still remains sealed..."
"Hum, right. Then we'll have another chance to beat him up."
"Beat him up!? Fire! Lord, were you going to beat me up even if I could say I was in my parent's shoes!?
"It was sealed on its own for over a thousand years. I'm sorry."
... Something's hard against the fire, the cross.
Could it be that you're mad at me?
"Uh, I'm sorry to break your hip, but isn't it time to let Lord Singh go and do it?
While the cross and the fire were disturbing (?) air, the crawl broke in between the two of them.
I agree with Claire.
How long have you been using my body, Cross?
(Shut up. It's been a long time since I've moved my body. Almost there, okay? You must be grateful.)
No, I don't.
Thanks to you for saving me earlier, but I didn't say a word about leaving my body borrowed.
(Mmmm... aye ok. return ownership of the body)
They made sense in protest.
Body freedom is back.
Cross felt reluctant, but it's not like we can't get through.
If you're still a good cohabitant, you can lend me my body every once in a while, yeah.
Well, all the bodies of Earthlings (players) in Earth were made by the Crosses, so I guess I'm not the one complaining if it's true.
"Oh, I'm back"
Ownership of my body went back from cross to me, and the color of my hair went back from white to black.
Seeing that, Sakuya stopped by me worried.
"Were you okay? Ichinose."
"Oh, I'm fine. Nothing's wrong."
"Oh well. Good."
The Sakyas must have been surprised by my sudden change.
I should have explained exactly what I was going to do before I came to the conference room.
"Fire, that was helpful earlier. Thanks."
Whatever.
For one thing, let's go out of our way to convey our gratitude to the firecrackers for coming to join us from far away.
"Hum. Whatever, whatever. It was worth it to come here, so don't worry about it."
"Oh well."
I don't think they hate crosses.
Fire is mostly a guy who seems to laugh and forgive.
(Ugh, shut up, shut up! There's nothing I don't like! I'm just not in the right mood for today's fire!)
Don't read my thoughts naturally, Cross.
If it looks too bad, I'll have you out of my body.
(Ugh... I don't know if my treatment has gotten worse since just now...? Where can I thank you for earlier...)
Don't be so obstinate.
Because it's true that I appreciate it.
But I need you to be quiet now.
Everyone's gaze is focused because suddenly something's wrong with me.
"Sin, after all, you, aren't you a little weird right now?
"So he said it's okay. Let's continue with what we just said."
While Mina was worried, I decided to make a track correction to the content of the conversation.
"Fujido. Thank you for sheltering us."
I got bogged down, but I guess I'll have to thank this guy too.
You tried to protect us until you kicked your ass.
"Sinn. This Ochan is a violent boss who can beat his men up for nothing. You don't have to thank me."
"Who's the violent boss?!
"Wow!... so where you can get your hands on it right away is your violent boss on it! Someday they're gonna turn left!
"You know what!
When I lifted my head, there was a Kengo running around from Fujido waving his fist.
What are two adults doing in a good year?
It's like a child's twitch.
"Lord Singh, Lord Singh. Don't you want me to thank you?
And Krall talked to me looking at those grownups with cold eyes.
Cross, Fire, Fujido, and Krall helped me too.
Because she brought the fire here fast enough to prove the cross existed.
"Of course, I appreciate you, too. Thank you, Claire."
"Huh! First of all, I would like to say that I should achieve my achievements, but if Lord Singh is to thank me properly, I will forgive him specially!
Wow, that's a sight to see from the top.
Well, it's true you helped, and let's not worry too much about it.
It's always been the case that Claire gets a doozy look right away for a few things.
"... oh yeah. Speaking of which, I met a Necromancer named Grail Cabaret in the back of the underground labyrinth."
Well, I remembered what I was going to tell Claire, so I told her.
You should tell them this right away when you see them.
Grail Cabaret.
He said he was the parent of Krall for everything...
"What! Speaking of Grail, isn't it your father's name! Who the hell deceived that name!
Apparently, if you try to crawl, Grail will be the judge of deception.
"That Grail guy, he said, died hundreds of years ago?
"Um, you're right. So your father is not the Necromancer that Lord Singh met! Not at all. I'm just kidding!
I knew you'd think that.
This story won't be as true or false unless we meet each other in person.
But there's no such thing as a Necromancer (undead) who can talk.
Me too, I only know two people, Claire and Grail.
"By the way, who else but Crail and Grail is a talking Necromancer?
"There is no such Necromancer but us! Your father said we were special!
"Heh..."
Eighty-nine, the Necromancers who were in the underground labyrinth are Grail.
But from Crail, Grail is already a man of the past.
There's a pattern that says that the Grail you met with us wasn't actually a Necromancer... what do you think?
It just seems futile to think about it.
You can even think about this story when you see Grail again.
"Grail Cabaret…?"
"? What's up, Fire?
He seemed to be listening to our conversation and whined as the flames looked sinister.
Is there something in that name?
Looks like someone who's been around for 1,000 years, so it's not weird if the fire knows.
"You haven't heard anything from Cross?
"I didn't hear anything... I didn't hear anything"
"Speaking of Grail Cabaret, it's the name of a man who once attempted to rule this world with the 'Witch' and fought the rest. As for him, he was buried in darkness with the history of the Witch."
... you mean that.
Well, I was somewhat conjectured.
Looks like Grail was protecting the underground labyrinth, and what has to do with the witch would be an unquestionable fact.
"So, do you have anything to think about Krall or anything?
"If you say nothing, you're lying... but he's an idiot."
"Then what is an idiot? What is an idiot! You're making fun of me!
"I'm making a fool of myself"
Even for the fireworks, Grail sounds like someone from the past.
I don't know what happened back in the day, but get along with Claire.
"Hey, I think Lord Singh's eyes are suddenly tender..."
"It's your fault."
I watched Claire, mocked and tearful by the fire, with a loving eye.