Hisshou Dungeon Unei Houhou

Suzu Mitsuya

When I realized, I was just standing in the dark.

No, not the dark? Somehow, in the dark, I could clearly see myself.

I guess there are lights just black around.

It's really strange, though, because I can't even shadow it.

Well, I don't care about that.

For some reason, I can't remember myself.

Why are you in such a strange place? What was my name in the first place?

With that in mind, a sphere of light inadvertently gushes out.

Some reddish, sun-sweetened sphere of light that makes me feel somewhat nostalgic.

"Found"

"Hmm?"

I think I heard someone, I'll look around, but still, besides me, there's no one in this darkness.

'Here it is. Right in front of you. "

I hear that voice again, and the sphere of light blinks.

I mean......

"... Did the voice earlier come from a sphere of light?

"Huh!? I look like a sphere of light right now."

I feel nostalgic for something in the sphere of light that replies out between things, but I can assure you that I don't have my own memory of such a rare thing and acquaintance, but it's impossible.

"You don't look like anything else. So, who's the ball of light like that? Doesn't look malicious, but does this black room also have something to do with my lack of memory?

"Yes? You don't remember!? Terrible!? Does that mean you have no idea when you hear my voice!?

"Uhm. I have no idea. Who is your lord? Somewhere, I feel nostalgic..."

"Heh, he said he remembered his body even if he lost his memory. Hmm? No, when you have to train, do you remember your body?

"You both sound familiar. Martial arts are about working out repeatedly and letting your body tap into the right moves. Hmm? I mean, was I a martial artist?

"Pup. It's not a martial arts artist or anything like that. Oh, come on, but what do you think? Looks like he got more awesome status after that... '

Angry return, but I can't hate it anyhow.

After all, do I know this sphere of light?

"Apparently, your lord knows about me. I want you to let me know if it's okay. And why don't you remember me"

'Oh, I'm sorry. But it's also a hassle to teach from 1. If you recall the cause of the loss of memory, do you recall it all?

"I don't know. I've never heard of a way to revive the memory of someone who's lost their memory. In the meantime, isn't it okay the way the Lord thinks it is? I have no idea which one works for me. Whatever. Amnesia."

'That's right. You can't help asking the person you're forgetting, can you? Well, for now...'

One breath, the sphere of light says:

'Probably, but I don't remember you because you've been dead long enough?

"What?"

Am I dead?

"Says the idiot off too. The dead never wake up again. Unless it's a miracle of God."

"Oh? It's that goddess, me."

"... Goddess?

"Oh, me, goddess."

Goddess, Megami, the head empty asshole child of the daughter of the self-proclaimed Goddess.

... I remember.

'Hey? Don't you remember anything?

"I remember. You idiot hairen!!

"Ugh!? Stop it, Enol!?

I was going to scold the stupid Hylen for a long time.

Side: enor heiren camisillo first archbishop of haile and first duchess of camisillo

"I want to. I thought there would be a reaction someday, and I respectfully worshipped it, but it was 500 years later that I got a response."

When my memory returned, I was listening to it from Hylen in my consciousness, either the black room or the dead.

Apparently, nearly 500 years have already passed since I died.

That also convinces me that I will lose my memory.

The bodies are kept religiously frozen, but no matter how they are raised, they will deteriorate.

'You won't have a choice. Even I've been able to get my consciousness out of here for 25 years at most.'

"Did something happen 25 years ago? Or what prompted my consciousness, the dead?

"Uh, uh-huh."

For some reason, Hairen shows a distressing bare gesture when asked why.

This is how you talk when you have a lot of problems.

The way I talked about it when I took the liberty of spreading my troops' food with refugee support.

"I'm fine. Go ahead and say it 'cause you're gonna get mad."

'I'm telling you I'm angry!?

"It's better than lying if you're not angry, right? And now it's a flickering pattern."

'No, I don't like being mad at you...'

"Talk to me."

'Yes...... Actually...'

Questioning the idiot, apparently, when he took the treasure balls from that Mad King, he said the Mad King's soul was hiding, a situation in which the flesh was extinguished, but not dead.

By the way, Heilen seems to have just remained in the treasure ball of consciousness in the same way.

But the treasure balls were shattered by Hairen's desire to cross degrees, causing performance to decline and unlimited possession magic to zero.

Well, if this was all I had, I had no problem with it, but by collecting it and worshipping it, I gradually restored my strength in the treasure balls with Hairen, the Mad King, and said that on the day of the ritual of promotion twenty-five years ago, the Mad King brainwashed one of the Hailees to resurrect himself.

As a result, now that something called Mad King Believers, Faith can be done, this area is once again sneaking up on signs of war, or that a battle has already been fought between our Heiden and his friend, Findar.

"But why did you leave me alone for 25 years? Couldn't we have dealt with it right away?

'I've touched you so many times before, you didn't do anything, but I didn't think you'd do that then. We didn't like to let each other see each other in the face, and we didn't even think about how to resurrect. I am.'

"... you should be a little more obsessed with raw"

"Hmm. Now that you've come down to the earth, there's no one there. You'd better relax and sleep in the treasure ball."

"Well, yeah"

I'll get help from Heilen and reflect on this way of saying it.

Even Hailen knows very well that she didn't like it and take that method.

"So, I finally realized five years ago that the Mad King followers had stolen the treasure balls, even though the Mad King's asshole was doing a lot of things."

"Stolen!? The treasure ball!?

'Yes, yes. It's too late when I realize it. The treasure ball I'm in is already in the hands of the enemy. And the enemy used this jewel to create a jewel to revive the demons, and the last thing he worked on was the revival of the dead.'

"I mean, us?

'Yes. Normally demons die of their magic right away because I'm joining forces around this land through treasure balls, except for the treasure balls that have my magic'

"Can you survive?

'Yeah. So the type of undead system or magical power can also normally work individually. So, I think my appearance in Enol is like a sphere of light because it's like a split of power slightly into the treasure balls created by the enemy'

"You embedded a treasure ball in my body?

'Yes, yes. Break your stomach and feel like a colon. "

Unexpectedly, I would check my stomach, but not particularly obstructed.

"I'm an idiot. This is the spiritual world, so I'm not looking at real flesh. '

"Shut up. It's a matter of mood. I'm in the mood. So, is this how you talked to me about some kind of operation?

"Yeah. The treasure balls embedded in Enol had an order written on them."

"Orders?"

"Coming to visit the main mountain, the murder of Carrie Heiden, the first princess of the Heiden royal family, Kagra Camisillo, the second daughter of the Duke of Camisillo, Stasia Findar, the first princess of the Findar royal family, and the use of her body to gain power back to her country."

"I see. Is the Mad King's guy going to avenge us"

'Then you said you would resurrect yourself and rule the world again or something. I'm relieving you of that order, so you can do whatever you want.'

"Is that true!?

"True, true. Well, but I don't know what to do after this. '

……

This guy really doesn't like to think about details.

'What, those eyes? You don't have a choice. It's not my job to think about this kind of operation. It must have been Souta's job, right?

"Eh. From what to what, don't try to put your husband through trouble."

"Oops!? I was married in front of you, and I knew it because you gave me a ceremony, but that's how we started to call each other. '

"Mm-hmm. Since then, I've had a lot of trouble rehabilitating countries and Heiden, but my husband, Souta, and I have been good friends until death separated us. I made a lot of kids."

"... even though I gave up, there's something to be heard in person."

"I should have done one shot. That way, I wouldn't have thought to take such stupid measures."

'No, you can't!? This is what happens when you have an environment where you can raise your children properly…'

"... after 500 years, are you your biological daughter"

'Ugh, shut up!! Well, more than that, what do you do with the operation?

"You could call it an operation. I'm just a corpse. There are no handouts in this day and age. Try wandering around undead now. They'll get rid of you soon, huh? Or is there no other companion of the dead?

"Come on, I was just told to come out when the treasure balls embedded in you are created, when the treasure balls start in the dead, and I don't know what's going on out there."

Bad hands. I hope so, but this is how you just avoided me being manipulated.

"... Hmm. In the meantime, maybe I should just listen to what I have to say around me when I wake up. Make him look like he's following the Mad King and take the treasure ball closer to the enemy's parent. That's all I can think of so far."

"That's a great idea!! That's right, you just married Souta!!

"You liked the same guy, so why don't you try harder? Besides, it's not a good idea. What do you do after you take it from me? Sometimes."

"Mm-hmm. Yeah, I remember in Souta, who relies on Camisillo's house? The royal family would be troublesome, but if you're a descendant of Souta, you're going to help now, so go back to your house with a handout there, and there's nothing you only know about the clan? Look, like calling in water?

"Whoa. Right, you had that hand. Then you can rely on your descendants, such as Kagra, to return to the Duke of Camisillo's house and call for water. Dependency is in the basement."

'Okay, if you decide to, it's time to wake you up. Please follow the maneuver. Oh, about my main body,' cause I think I'd react if I got the treasure ball back and then talked to you. '

"Oh, hey!?

Shortly after I fasten, the sphere of light emits such a glow that my eyes cannot open......

"Whoa!? I opened my eyes!!

"Boulder, it's Master Arthur!!

"I opened my eyes to the others too!!

If you noticed, you seemed to be surrounded by nasty, old men and seen sleeping faces.

Normally, it's a blur, but I know the situation, so I wake up without saying anything.

Looking around, apparently, looking up from inside the coffin, this is like a cemetery in Heiree Church.

In addition to me there seems to be a multitude of dead people rising, bodies like girls, no matter what you think, and the wounds left on your body are painful.

But you're using more bodies than I thought.

Someone looks around and suddenly swells from side to side and the body rises up, wondering if there is a known face.

I almost screamed by accident, but I managed to indulge myself and look at the face of that body...

"Saw, ta?

He's a shitty old man, but he can't forget.

Because it's my partner.

You heard my crush, and Souta turned this way, and she flew a wink.

I see. Had Heiren spoken to Souta as well?

No, you're not. Every body's people faintly shake their faces up and down and jump their gaze over here.

Looks like Heilen talked to everyone.

This is going to be easier than I thought.

Then, after we had duly uttered all the followers of the Mad King, and had drawn information and expelled it, we held an operational meeting and exited the Cathedral of Cupel with dignity.

To help Hairen.