Genius Scammers Want to Live in Rack Even When Reborn (Old Title: Different Worlds (Inchi Ki) Heroes)

The remaining soil was completely removed and the entire coffin was finally visible.

All you have to do is open the lid.

"So what are we going to do from here on out?

Elliot said as he slapped his hand and soiled it off, wiping the sweat off his forehead.

Although it cools down quite a bit late at night, the task of digging up dirt by hand uses quite a bit of strength. That could have been the morning for me and Risha alone.

In that sense, I think it's thanks to the two of us who attacked us.

"Wait a minute."

Check the condition as you circle the perimeter of the coffin.

Was it properly embalmed or rather beautiful compared to the weathered headstones exposed to rainstorms.

"What are you doing?

Sanya looks at this one with interest.

"I'm doing an answer match for the hypothesis I made. Look, look here."

Pointing to the deeply choosy wound in the connection between the coffin and the lid, the three looked at each other as they peered in.

"From the shape and depth of the wound, it's a mark of piercing something sharp and hard. I wonder if it's been quite a while since I was put on state."

"I wonder if this is a trail of choice."

When I smile at Sanya instead of saying the right answer, I now point to the tombstone.

"This is a human coffin that was killed decades ago. His name was Gene, a friend I knew, and an elf with silver hair."

"Well, then..."

Let Sanya snort her eyes out.

Reesha and Elliot, who didn't understand the story, were twisting their necks as they turned to each other.

"Liesha, you were rushing to stop me when you found out I was going to reveal my grave earlier, weren't you? How could that be?

"Why, it's decided because it's something you shouldn't do!

"Yes, it's something you shouldn't. So normal people don't do this for no reason. Not to mention the tomb of a silver-haired elf who is the object of disgust, a superstitious person should even be reluctant to get close."

"Yes. I think you're right..."

Reesha still makes her thoughts circle with a rugged face.

Didn't you get enough tips?

"Yet there were signs of someone deciding on this coffin. So far, you'd already know, wouldn't you?

"Ah...!

leasha holding her mouth in breath all the time.

"Yes, what we don't normally do for no reason has been done in the past. Which means that the contents of this coffin were worth it just to do so"

Although I can't prove it without actually opening it, now my hypothesis is as proven.

I would have liked it to be off-target on the inside.

"... Elliot, screw my earlier sword into this wound. If you've opened it once, it should open easily this time."

"I'm quite a believer in curses and sneaks..."

"There was also superstition that being with a silver-haired elf would make you unhappy. Actually, what do you say?

"No way! I've never thought I'd be unhappy with Sanya! I'd rather be happiest..."

Me and Leisha noticed me raising my mouth slightly and Elliot hurriedly blocked his mouth.

Whether it was frightened or lit, beside it, Sanya covered her face.

"Yes, cursing or snooping is something like that after all. Whatever magic or magic tricks we have, dead people can't do this to us."

"Well, maybe so..."

"Well, if you're curious, let me give you a word."

Good afternoon, and poke a little like knocking a coffin.

"Hey Gene, sorry to make you noisy where you sleep in peace. I'm investigating a rumor that Rosie, the silver-haired elf, is being used as an ingredient for medication. As soon as this is over, I'll fill it back in, and I'll bring you some apology flowers later. That's why I just need a little help. All right?

Press your ears against the coffin and nod deliberately several times.

"Say it."

"... are you really just a kid?

"Anyone can do enough to borrow the mouth of a dead man. Whether that's true or not."

"Ha... no, well, now I'm a little relieved. If there really was a curse, it would go to Rosie, not me."

Elliot twisted the tip of her sword into the gap between the coffin and the lid as she pasted the pulled grin on her face.

"Please don't resent me...... Yikes!

The lid of the coffin lifted up with the woody sound of a mistletoe.

"Liesha, you don't have to look at this because it might be a little irritating. If only the body had been left behind."

"No, neither do I."

He bounced on his forehead.

"Rosie, when you're like this, all you have to do is say the first word?

"If you talk about no delicacies, they often say."

"Yeah, I guess so."

Sagna says that and smiles bitterly, she shifts to the side with her hands on the edge of the lid.

I don't know what's going on in the coffin at this point if the light is in a bad position.

When I got back to my hand with the firelight stone I had left behind, the coffin lid was completely open.

……

Who was it that rattled your throat?

In the midst of strange tension, I raised a flame stone to illuminate the coffin.

"-- oh, I see."