It Seems like My Body Is Completely Invincible

"What shall we do? Shall we go, too?

A few minutes after Senior Alice went underground by herself, Magilka said with a worried face.

"It won't do you any good where you've been."

"No, um, I was hoping to take a tour for later school."

To my answer, Magilka reveals her intellectual curiosity.

"Yeah, I just got here too and wondered what else to leave it to. In the meantime, maybe I can help you with something, so let's go."

It was me who didn't take it personally, but I couldn't deny it with the prince's words, and you hit the correlation, so I decided to go downstairs. As a precaution, I decided to leave Tette on this occasion by asking her to bring in a teacher.

With Zach at the forefront, Magilka, Prince, Safina, Shinko and others like me, as we descend the stone staircase that leads down to the basement, we see the door from behind, quickly and dimly.

"Is that it? It's not opening, is it?

The leading Zach stopped in front of the door, pushing and pulling the chatter and the door, and he has spoken of that.

"Is it locked? But why?"

As Magilka also comes next to Zach and looks at the iron handle, she watches things sideways so that we can peek behind her as well.

Sawa Sawa...

It conveys from behind me the feeling of touching my hair and playing.

"Hey, Tütte. Will you not play with my hair?

As I watched the trend of the door, noting the maid who was supposed to be behind it as a matter of course, Safina, who responded to that voice, looked back and looked at this one with a ghoulish face.

"Hmm? What's up, Safina?

She's solidified in a state where she can't say anything, so when I asked her what was going on, I felt like the maid in the back was touching Sawasawa and my hair again.

"Hey, Tütte, come on. Mostly, you go get a teacher, didn't you...?

I say it myself, and I realize it's Hatha.

(Speaking of which, Tütte went to get a teacher, and now you weren't holding back. So, what are you doing behind me?

I hate to think about it, but I look back in awe, and the worst I could imagine was when I was there, where the ghost was reaching out to touch my hair.

"Uh-huh!

With a scream of surprise, I jump forward, shooting left and right as everyone who was surprised by my voice jumps away, and I get lucky, or unlucky, to involve Zach, who was struggling badly in front of a locked door, and hit him from the back to the body. As soon as his hand touched the door, caught by the feeling that he had struck out some magic, as earlier, the wooden door slipped out beautifully, and I fell with Zach to the ground beyond the door.

"Oh... heavy..."

"What the hell!

I react instantly to Zach's squeezing voice, which was underneath me like a crushed frog, and as young as I am, I stare.

"It's a lie, it's very light"

I am struck by a rage similar to that killing, and Zach corrects me with a respectful tone for some reason without looking at me, and I will take care and retreat from him.

Again, when I checked the inside of the room, it was in a basement made of stone, with higher ceilings and larger spaces than I thought. Where I am now is right near the door, from which further staircases are set up on the wall to allow me to see the room from here. The central floor of that room was heavily painted with intricate magic formations of what a suspicion and great explosion, and Senior Alice, standing on its outer perimeter, looked at this one with a surprised face.

(How about this?)

I pampered my skirt and rose scrawny as if nothing had happened when I corrected myself, with a refreshing hair-lifting extra.

"I locked it, it's simple, but I also developed barrier magic, and this is so easy... you mean I was prepared in anticipation of this?

"Yes?"

To Senior Alice, who asked me that with a surprised face coming down the stairs. I don't know what that means, so I reflexively return it in a questionable system.

"Huh, is that right? I thought you were standing around well, but after all, you're no match for the White Princess."

Senior Alice shows a self-derisive grin and shrugs her shoulders. Apparently, he took my word for affirmation.

"Since when have you noticed?

"Heh? One day they'll start with nothing..."

(From the beginning, I don't know what you're talking about.

When I answered sassy with a poka-n face, Senior Alice took a step back, looking like she had been struck by something.

"Exactly... White Princess"

And I convince myself of something. Other faces came down to me while I was doing this. We don't know what's going on, do we? He's flying Mark to alternate between me and Senior Alice.

"But it's too late! I've completed the final phase of the ritual. Now, it's a sad achievement!

Senior Alice, who was beaten by something, turns around, confidently breasts up, and proclaims herself exuberantly by one.

So, I'm just wondering what this is all about.

"What's going on? Miss Mary."

That's right, the prince gently asks me when he realizes something's wrong with Senior Alice.

"I was wondering if I should ask you myself."

I have no idea either, so I advised the prince that it was better to ask her, who is one uplifting person.

"Oh? You can afford to give me a reprieve to explain. Or is this in the calculation as well?

You heard my words, see here Senior Alice's glasses illuminate by the light of the lights and glow suspiciously. Still, I have no idea what the situation is, and I am a bystander.

"Well, let me show you! Summon magic!

I feel like Senior Alice, who flipped the robe and turned around, opened her hands in front of a pale, shining magic formation and said something terrible.

(Huh? Wasn't that some kind of magic formation that would lock up the undead? Speaking of which, there's no such thing as undead here, huh? What do you mean?)

I couldn't grasp the situation at all and we could only keep an eye on Senior Alice's trends.

"Junior undead summoning magic, activated! Sammong, zombie warrior!

In response to Senior Alice's powerful words, the central magic formation glowed, and cheats and something crawled from the center of that glow.

Everyone stops at the body.

Dragging the rotten flesh and dressed in wounded old, dizzying armor, it stood up, seemingly careless of a giant more than two metres.

"Huohhhhh!"

When the meat around his mouth fell off and he showed his muffled teeth, he opened his mouth wide enough to think that it would come off, shouting like a roar, such a nasty cry. When a rotten, smelly warrior in his former human appearance stands in the center of the magic formation, he is regaining the terrible sword he had with a blade spill and an iron shield with all sorts of cracks. There were no eyeballs in that area of the eye that was covered, but instead something glowing red replaced the eyes, and they looked at us.

"Oh, summon the undead!

As soon as Magilka, who grasped the situation, stood before the prince while showing his hurried face, almost simultaneously Zach also moved out and stood before the prince. By the way, there's also the reason the prince was talking beside me, and the two of them are in such a way that I protect them, too.

"Woohoo! I did it! I did it, Grandpa! Finally, it's a sad achievement!

Senior Alice screams with a face that makes us nervous.

"Senior Alice! You know what you've done!

"Yes, I understand, Mr. Magilka."

"Was this the Summoning Magic Ritual of the Undead? Sounds like you knew this was here."

"It seems so, Your Highness."

Senior Alice, who gave Magilka's words an extra grin and courteously thanked the lady for her prince's words, seemed quite pleased. Things are too rapidly unfolding to follow with my head, and I'll try to sort them out for now.

(Uh, so this wasn't the place to seal up the undead, it was the place to summon the undead? Uh... hey, why is there such a place in the first place?)

I don't know what it is anymore, and I'm dying to stop thinking.

(Speaking of which, Senior Alice, you just said something about achieving a grief, and then...)

"Grandpa..."

Senior Alice seemed happy to eat into it when she spoke polo about what I was thinking.

"Correct, that's the white princess. You're really a prospect for everything, aren't you? Yes, you told me about this place, and you made this place, my grandfather, and from what you can tell, a teacher sent by the church."

I have a calm bare gesture at Senior Alice, who doesn't know anything about it at all, but confesses to herself with perplexity, even though she is heartily surprised, because she can't expose herself while everyone is paying attention.

(Yeah, it's a little lookout, yes)

So things were going on and on, leaving my understanding behind.