Awakened by my cheat skill , I ended up reviving the ancient Demon Lord Army. ~The Strongest Healer

"How many of these Necromancers! What the hell are you doing with this?"

"I know nobody said what the hell. So many dead spirits of such strength, so many in service - perhaps there are about ten rich bodies."

"Ten bodies? Jose, are you serious? If you had ten Riches, that would be killing each other."

Waiting for the four people who went inside the dungeon were countless dead spirits.

There is no doubt that being able to take control so far is being used by someone.

Jose's idea is the equivalent of enough riches.

"Chip! I don't know what's going on! You guys, never act apart!

That's what Allen tells you.

But I didn't hear any response from the other three.

All you hear is your own voice echoed.

"Hi -... sorry, I was ordered to split it into a few people, so I brought them into this realm"

"- So, who is it!?"

Allen looks back at Ba.

There stood a woman who seemed no different from herself and her age.

Its beautiful face is so far beyond the nobility of the human world that being in this terrible dungeon is in itself unnatural.

If it's an enemy, they can afford to give up the advantage of taking the back.

"My name is Rosé"

"Are you the lord of this dungeon... Jose's bastard, it's a big hassle"

"Lord of the Dungeon......? I don't know what you're talking about, but I'm the one you're dealing with."

"- I know that!

Allen pulls out his sword at an unnoticed speed and slashes it towards Rosé.

The fat muscle was unbeatable by the name of S-Rank Adventurer.

If humans were opponents, they would be slaughtered without even being able to react.

It is the same with demons, and even if it can react, it is impossible to pursue them afterwards.

This time, however, the opponent is Rosé.

"- Become!?"

For some reason, the sword was disappearing from Allen's hand.

Even Allen, who has vast combat experience, has never had such a phenomenon.

I'm not amateur enough to lose my sword, and I'm not armed enough to throw and attack a sword.

"That's a good sword... no human body - no, it's nothing after all"

The missing sword was sometime in Rosé's hands.

Allen gets confused.

If you had a chance to take it, that moment when the attack was about to hit.

Whatever you think, it's not a human move.

"You... how did you get my sword?"

"It was too late, so I borrowed it for a moment - oh, I'll give this back"

With that said, Rose returns her sword to Allen poignantly.

They weren't anything I could be more interested in.

He speaks up despite taking the back, and also easily returns the weapon he took because of it.

This spare time, Allen couldn't forgive.

"Hey. Who's the guy who's serving this Necromancer? I know it's not you. Tell me where he is."

"Is it a place...? I don't know the exact location, but I was wondering if you'd be with Mr. Richter."

"-Richt?"

Words zeroed by Polori and Rosé.

That's the name of the one Allen is used to hearing.

How does Rose know about Richter - more of a concern than that is the way Richter put it as if he were alive?

"Why is Richter's name coming out of your mouth? Do you know...? No, that's impossible."

…… That's this line. How do you know about Mr. Richter? - Oh, I see... "

Rose seems to have figured something out, but Allen doesn't know what it is.

Is it possible that Richter, who should be dead, is alive? Only for a moment such an idea passed my mind, but it's just ridiculous to think calmly.

By the sure death of execution, Richt has become a man of the past.

"Well, I don't care. Did you think I'd hesitate if I gave you Richter's name?

"Ha... I also know how Mr. Richt feels about this. And you've already lost."

"- Become!?"

In Allen's hand, two bats were biting.

I don't have any particular pain, but I can only intuitively understand that it's not good as it is.

But it's too late when you think so.

I couldn't move it on my own volition because of the blood being sucked.

"... With this physique, I wouldn't be able to take that much blood. Is that it? Could it be a permanent institution if Mr. Richter resuscitated me? Try it next time."

"Nah... you...!

Here.

Allen's consciousness is completely interrupted.

The next time Allen woke up, he was in a bat swarming all over his body.