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"... what?

My "who is it?" My grandfather was tilting his neck in response to the question.

There is no imposition. Normally, I don't have the right answers with me, no matter who I'm asked. But the person in front of you is not normal.

"Labyrinth Magic: Immortal Biological Detection (Undead Search)"

Use detective magic against your surroundings.

This magic is a magic that confirms the reactions of immortal organisms around you. Demons capable of subjecting surrounding immortal organisms in the lower layers of the labyrinth have enchanted their skills to ascertain the location of surrounding immortal organisms.

Generally speaking, there is no magic like locating immortal organisms exclusively.

"I can magically locate an immortal creature."

"You should stop joking. There is no such magic."

Apparently my grandfather was familiar with magic, and I assure him that my words are lies.

But this one has no problem knowing it's a lie.

"According to that magic, there are no undead creatures here, including my grandfather."

"I guess so. I am still familiar with magic, so I realize this place is purified."

Ms. Mishrina, who accepted to be treated on this occasion, was the first to carry out the purification of her surroundings. Because it is difficult to have an immortal organism (undead) raid where the treatment is being carried out. Given our purpose, it would have been better if there had been a raid, but I can't say that when I think about the people who came running.

A safety zone where immortal organisms (undead) cannot enter.

If you have not yet become a complete immortal organism (undead), it is absolutely impossible for anyone who has become a complete immortal organism (undead) to enter.

So I was relieved somewhere, too.

"If you're familiar with magic, you know life detection."

Light Attribute Magic Life Detection (Lifesearch).

Magic that identifies the location of life forms within range and is treasured when searching for prey hidden in the bushes.

"I've tried this magic, and I can't sense a life response from my grandfather"

It is not an immortal organism (undead), but it is also not a living being.

Such a strange being was my grandfather.

"I'll ask you again. Is Grandpa 'Who'?

"Ho..."

My grandfather just laughs lightly, even when I stare with cold eyes.

The adventurers around you who saw that laugh go away.

"I thought one or so strangers wouldn't be noticed if they were confused, but I didn't think they would use Life Detection (Lifesearch) to discover the existence of Xu."

"So..."

"As your daughter stared at you, you're not the culprit in this case."

Now that you've got the word, refine the magic in your body so that you can activate the magic at any time.

The adventurer who was listening to his grandfather is also armed.

My grandfather was calm, even if he was surrounded by those who blessed his surroundings with combat skills.

"You showed up here to make a big scene, didn't you?

"That's right. Initially, the plan was to run to Winkia, raid the gathering, turn some of them into undead, and start a commotion. But the situation on the front line, and it was convenient for me to have a place like this. With all the elements in mind, we decided to launch a raid here."

Black magic from my grandfather's body...... no, it leaks my temper.

A creature that has fallen into disquiet. It pains me once again to say that it is not people who are in front of us, but fallen beings to demons.

"If we're going to make a commotion anyway, we're going to make it happen after more numbers are gathered, but we can't help it in this situation"

Grandpa grows black arms made from left and right shoulders and sides.

Each of the six arms is pointed in a different direction.

"... Dear Alfred?

In a situation surrounded by tension, a knight rises who Mr. Sylvia was throwing away and stunning.

I wasn't involved with us because it was a hassle to clean up, and my buddies had passed out near the line for abandoning me, but it seemed to wake my eyes with heavy air and killing.

What bothers me more than that is the words the risen knight whined about.

"Do you know him?

"Oh, oh... that one..."

"Did anyone know the face and name of Non? Failed."

"- Please get down!

An adventurer laying down on the ground with a weapon who heard me scream.

I also create a barrier of light in front of me to defend it.

However, the knight, who has just woken up from stunning, is unresponsive and is grabbed by a black hand that came from his grandfather's right shoulder.

The first one was stretched to me and the second to the appropriate adventurer who was nearby, but thanks to being able to react to my voice I went overhead. And the third one was stretched out to Mr. Sylvia, who was away. It was just avoided without difficulty because of the distance.

"Oh, oh..."

"I couldn't bear to see the disturbance earlier. If the Lord is also a proud Marsdill family of three, he should have been more proud of this."

- Cocksucker!

I heard a noise I shouldn't hear from a knight who was grabbed up, and I looked at him and his neck was falling 90 degrees back.

"Hmm."

Black hands throw at a bunch of adventurers looking bored.

"Hih."

Adventurers retreating to the corpse that rolled in front of them. The nearest adventurer has not much butt cake of fear.

But the real anomaly started here.

The knight, whose neck is supposed to be broken and obviously dead, slowly rises, lifting the head that was falling back and returning it to its original place, turns his gaze towards an adventurer nearby.

Those eyes are running blood and dangerous from anyone's eyes.

"Oh no... I can't believe it's already undead"

It usually gradually goes undead after death. In the meantime, we can prevent degeneration to the undead if we can de-curse them.

The body has been moving around as an undead since shortly after it died.

There's no way to prevent undead in that.

"Eat... and add more people"

"Ah..."

If you reach for it, you snuggle up to the adventurer with the buttocks that were within reach, and the head you tried to bite is dancing through the universe.

"I've taken on a rescue request, so don't make any further casualties."

Next to the knight's body stood Silvia in a maid's clothing with a dagger in one hand, grabbing the head that was dancing through the universe.

A body that was a zombie for losing its head will lose its power and fall.

"If you don't want to get involved, please stay away from this place"

"But..."

"At least try to help me after you've gained enough strength to see me equally with you."

"Are you going to fight Non?

"Fight? No, just crusade the undead"

It's not already a human being in front of you.

Even though he is not a living being, he is not an immortal creature. Besides, those who have been killed by their grandfather will be made undead without saying whether or not.

Grandpa's mouth distorts.

"Fine. Why don't we get that thought right?

When the four hands made of temper are spread, the temper that emerges from the ground takes the shape of a sword and falls into Grandpa's hands.

"Sword, is it..."

All the people who deal with the sword within the raw hate and party are paying for it.

I have no choice but to confront my grandfather with a sword in the universe with the attributes of fire, water, wind and earth purified with the Sword of the Brave (Brave Sword).

"Well... don't use funny magic"

I'm not sure because I only master minimal technology when it comes to melee combat.

But we need time until the Lord rushes to the rescue. We must crusade with our hands more than we have been in this situation.

Mr. Sylvia is also putting up a dagger to peek into the gap.

"... Dear Alfred, you were still alive"

I jumped in there, Mr. Mishrina.

Mr. Claudia is also waiting for you to be able to protect him at any time behind you.

"Hmm. It's too late for the useless Virgin to come out."

"You're still drawing on what happened three years ago."

Mr. Mishrina looks familiar, too, but he's got an atmosphere that's all.

"For Non, his wife was everything. The fake Virgin, who could not heal her sick wife, sees where the country dies."

"Are you..."

I have my hands on my forehead like Mr. Mishrina was in trouble after taking my grandfather's word for it.

"Do you both know each other?

"His name is Alfred Nosworth, and he was the head of the Nosworthy family until five years ago."