Kujonin

As the Polars watched, I entered the patriarchal room with the necromancers.

"How many years will it be?"

An old necromancer asked the patriarch, Sean.

"It's been three years, but it was unofficial at Johann's discretion, so it could be more than ten years."

"Why did the Poles, who haven't interacted so long, call us? If we come into contact with the land of the dead, the land of ice won't be silent."

The old necromancer is standing. I leaned on the wall near the door.

"Is it a land of ice or the queen there?"

"I haven't heard any rumors that he's dead.

I heard that Spikeman, the hero of fire, headed north after the election for the Land of Fire, but was sheltered in the Land of Ice? I think it's going to be fire and ice or water.

"I wish I had to be a mess"

"If you were silent, things would be so terrible. I pray that you would stay neutral. So?"

Sean, who prepares tea, asked the necromancer.

"The reason we called us"

"Oh, that's exactly what I wrote in the letter. I'm thinking about retiring my eagle soon."

"Shawn Blacks' repression is over. This base is going to be a bit better. Who will the next patriarch be?"

"I guess it's a walrus."

"Is it a beast!"

"In the first place, the Polar people are beasts. Are you still racially discriminating? Are you going to live with the values of thousands of years ago? Not just talking to the dead but talking to a little more alive. Better, look, the shavens behind, tea. "

Sean offered tea to young servants behind an old necromancer.

"Where and when did you want to borrow the wisdom of those who are interacting with the dead?"

"Eagle, but you're also worried about him? About the young man behind"

Sean smiled at the fearless smile and pointed at me.

"Who are you?"

"He is the reincarnate he wrote in the letter."

"Yes"

The old necromancer immediately denied Sean's words.

"I'm sorry, Naoki. This old necromancer is stubborn. If you like, would you please explain why you came to this world?"

"Well ... I have to say earlier, there is no proof."

"Oh, no problem. Anyway, these necromancers think it's a story."

Talking about something you can't believe, isn't it interesting?

"If you say talk, I'll talk. Well, where do we start? I worked for a cleaning and extermination company in the world before. I'm doing the same thing when I come here to get rid of insects and rodents coming out of my house or ditch ... "

As explained, the necromancers don't seem to understand, not just tremor.

"Oh? Ah, yeah. In the previous world, there was a garbage house, and when I was cleaning it, the garbage collapsed, and I was crushed by a CRT television or a plastic garment case with screws. It seems that the gods of this world picked up my soul and the spirits of the space brought them to this world, which I recently heard from God. "

"Huh ... then?"

The old necromancer finally opened his mouth.

"It seems that the evil god stole the homunculus of the dungeon and put my soul in. I didn't even know this until recently. Then I was sent to Covenia in the kingdom of Alice Fey. It was moving near Couvenir, and I was supposed to have exterminated the mamaskull and thrown it into the forest, and even exterminate that large amount of demons. ? "

I showed an adventurer card with 369 in the level column.

"Well, I didn't have that much at the time, but while I was traveling for about three years doing cleaning and eradication, it became like this."

"Is it fake?"

An old necromancer asked.

"I'm glad I'm a forgery. I have a lot of magic at such a level, so if I don't consume my magic every day, my body will be shaky. You can't put it in. How much is the necromancer's way? "

I asked on the contrary.

"Shawn, how long have I been dating this shaved idiot?"

The old necromancer looked back and asked Sean.

"Please check with your own eyes whether it's ridiculous."

After saying that, Sean asked me, "Summan, do a little help."

"So, should you put magic in this?"

An old necromancer removed a crystal ball from his bosom that a fortune-teller might have.

I feel like I've seen it somewhere, but I don't have the confidence to remember it, so I put magic into the crystal ball as I was told.

Then, light was emitted from the crystal with the sound of a queen.

"Stupid thing! Is there a guy who uses light magic?"

I was angry, but I didn't use light magic.

"No, I don't use light magic."

"She, master ... on the floor ..."

A young necromancer, who was drinking tea behind him, pointed at the floor, and the characters released from the crystal ball were transcribed. Apparently it's like my status, I have more than 3000 stamina, it looks like a stupid thing.

"I can't beat the spirit even with this, so I'm ashamed."

"What is winning the spirit?"

An old necromancer asked.

"I've been asked by the gods to exterminate the hero, and I'm often entangled with spirits. I usually fire them."

"What are you talking about? This stupid thing. I don't understand at all.

The necromancer seems surprisingly polar savvy.

"The status is exactly as it is written on the floor. There was no mention of the title."

Sean replied.

"There is no title! Look! You're doing some work?"

"I wasn't the one who made the work. The gods didn't give the title on their own because it was troublesome to find the spirit. Well, the information was quickly spread by the wind fairy. But I had no choice but to hide in the Southern Hemisphere for about two years. "

"The southern hemisphere? What are you talking about, this stupid thing?"

"It's a fact. You don't have to believe it."

"Yeah! Don't open your mouth anymore! The insectic acid runs!

Seems terrible. I don't think you have to say that bad thing.

"What's interesting?"

"It doesn't matter if it's interesting or not! It's a type of emotional lie that's easier to tell than the truth. Just knowing what kind of skill you have found a new skill!"

"That's where you're feeling emotional. You can still hear the voices in the room without making such a loud voice. It's more important that your world doesn't collapse than the facts you don't want to believe. I understand, but each person has a world they have seen with their own eyes.

When he returned calmly, the old necromancer, with a blue line in his temple, gazed at himself.

"Naoki, don't bully the elderly. Please listen to the truth of the kid."

Sean said.

"Now, Kelvin, tell me about your soul."

"Unpleasant! Let me go home!"

Did you get angry?

"Do you want to escape again? If you fail, it is bad to escape, but let's go ahead."

"I don't want to move on. We're from the land of the dead. Can you believe we're reincarnated? Do you think we've done a lot of experiments and failed? It's impossible to make it. "

The voice of Kelvin, an old necromancer, was shaking.

Really. As a necromancer, I wondered if I would just manipulate the dead, but maybe behind it there is a strong desire to revive an important person.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I apologize. But the truth I see is the same. Perhaps someone has been using genjutsu or psychedelics all the time. It is a story that there is. "

There is a possibility that the previous world is true and you have always dreamed on a hospital bed.

"There are no reincarnations in this world. That is the truth of the necromancer."

"Yes, I understand."

Any further reincarnation will remain parallel.

"What is your soul? Jump over time and space and talk to us. Let me come back and bring my body."

It's like a bad spirit.

"However, no matter how young the body is, all the strength and magic it carries will be different from before, and you will lose your level, skills, and identity, and your soul will begin to collapse. We are necromancers who are close to the soul and hear the voice.

The two necromancers behind him, tightly speaking, closed their eyes to endure something.

"If you use the body of a living person, you will have two souls and your body will be torn. You have to use a corpse without a soul and without a heart."

"Why did you cooperate with Johan's experiment?"

Sean has taken a step and approached Kelvin.

"I heard, 'I made the body of the sky.' Everyone who lives in our country wants to be revived. That's our weakness. The brave of light has come to our weakness."

Kelvin said while touching his necklace. Something seems to be anxious.

"But the experiment failed."

"Oh, the Polar people thought that you died in that failure. According to Johann, this base and the land of the dead seem to be connected in a dungeon, don't they?"

"The doors are blocked, but Sean. How far have you heard?"

"I guess it's almost everything. I've heard that I entered the soul into Homunculus by necromancy, but my body and soul rebounded and runaway.

"That's right. It's unbalanced. You can forcibly tie it to your body, but your soul doesn't fit the demonic body. No matter how much you fit the gods, even if you wear it, you're getting flawed? "

An old necromancer asked me.

"Yes, there are some deficiencies ..."

"But what?"

"But ... were there any other reincarnations in history?"

"Oh, it's in some books."

Sean replied.

"Then, did the incarnates not complete the life of this world?"

"No, that's not what is written in the history book. Rather, many people say that they have succeeded in doing business and have made several children."

"I also knew a reincarnation of the dungeon master named Marquez, a former water hero, who said he had been transferred to this world by summoning the hero. I'm still alive today. I think there are probably some such loopholes. "

"It's a loophole !?"

An old necromancer approached me.

"Yes, well, it can be called a trick, but as Kelvin said, it seems that the level and skills do not match and it runs away or does not move, but the level like Walrus What happens to those who have forgotten their skills? I say my identity, but I just forgot my face from the previous life. "

I laughed while scratching the back of my head.

"Ah! Perhaps the memories that lead to identity have been erased by the gods. I don't even remember the faces of my parents."

Maybe I'm a soul suitable for reincarnation. There is no difficulty in the level and skill, and it is not bad to reincarnate Sarah who was joking.

"But it is better to keep the magic circles and other things to keep.

"I said Naoki. Are you going to do something?"

"Kelvin, is it difficult to transfer your soul to a different body?"

"" "Hello !?" "

Four voices resonated in the patriarch's office.