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The mastermind was captured.

But that was no way to end this case.

Bodies abandoned in the wilderness. Purified and no longer undead makes things move, but it doesn't change to being a corpse. If you leave it as it is, you'll let it rot eventually.

So the body was being recovered by soldiers.

It has been purified, but the bodies that moved around as undead are supposedly unclean objects, so they are to be cremated, but because the number is number, it was decided to burn all the bodies together.

At that time, I have had the body verified in my body for items that are in decent condition enough to be able to identify them and recover the artifacts that were worn.

He feared that it might not even be easy identification because it was quite a few, but he went aggressively in the country. Now it's worth purifying with care that we stay clean too.

"Thank the soldiers."

To be clear, I didn't want to engage in such work, and I didn't want Sylvia and the others to either.

I let him take his time inside Winkia while I was sorry.

So, the fifth day after the work began.

Since all work had been completed within the previous day, it was decided that the cremation of the body would take place.

Since it is a considerable number of funerals, the funeral is carried out by the hand of the Virgin.

"Many people have died this time"

Funeral participants also include people living nearby, adventurers, and aristocrats ruling the territory.

Some adventurers went on crusades, not just ordinary people, who were sacrificed.

The damage continued to spread without knowing that it would remain to the end due to an artificially generated disaster.

"The King of the Immortal (No Life King), resurrected from his sleep from ancient times, kept attacking people and tried to kill us all, descendants of those who sealed themselves."

I can't tell you the fact that your grandfather was just the mastermind.

Therefore, a story for the people was prepared for discussion by the Duke Kings.

There were a lot of adventurers and soldiers in the place where Sylvia and the others fought Grandpa to witness what Grandpa looked like, but few realized that the identity of the old man who was manipulating that temper was Alfred Nosworth, who thought he had died two years ago.

Therefore, those who witnessed Grandpa were deluded by explaining that it was the King of the Immortal (No Life King) that did not tell them who he was. Some knights noticed, but clever. They rarely talk about things because they know what they'll be like if they talk about who Grandpa is.

"But I have made many sacrifices, but The King of the Immortal (No Life King) has been successfully crusaded and peace has come to the country. But those who have sacrificed are not coming back. Still, we have to live hard tomorrow."

The Virgin's voice comes to my heart - to my soul.

"Let us pray to those who have lost their lives."

Mr. Mishrina began praying with both hands together.

Everyone imitated what she looked like and thought of the person who died with her eyes closed.

And, as he prayed, a small sphere of light overflowed from the ground and went up into the sky.

"Many purified souls have returned to heaven."

The sphere of light is the soul of the sacrificed people.

The Virgin's prayer purified her in a different way than the undead.

"We have prepared the feast in a whisper. Ladies and gentlemen, blossom in the story of the dead."

And it came to pass, when the Virgin was after the occasion, that the tables and the dishes were brought in one after the other by the hands of the servants.

Since it was an anomaly that occurred in the region, there were many peasants among the victims who were not usually found in lavish meals. It's not like the adventurers who took part in the crusade can afford it either. Many of the people who attended the funeral were stuck to the meal.

The soldiers who attended the funeral in the same way were sorry because they needed to be guarded if they were going to wake up. We also eat a simple meal.

"Oh, I'm tired."

Mr. Mishrina approaches us as he sighs and turns his shoulders.

There were wrinkles between the eyebrows, and I don't think I'm the same person who prayed in a mysterious way until earlier from the tired look on my face that still seems to fall.

"Is that okay?

"I don't mind. This place is off-limits to anyone except the people involved, and no one can blame you because you're a dead end from the dining area."

I guess this is what she is.

"I don't want to do such a cumbersome ritual if it's true, either. But we have to do more than take over the role of Virgin."

"That's a troublesome position."

"It's just troublesome."

The last light that came overflowing from the ground.

It was explained that it was the soul of the people who had sacrificed it, but in fact it was only the light that Mr. Mishrina had magically created. The Virgin also needed to perform like that, so her father had requested and responded.

"But the original purpose has been achieved"

Those who were made undead were buried together.

As a result, no one notices that Grandpa's body, which was decided to be the King of the Immortal (No Life King), is mixed up.

"At a very young age, he was a really sweet grandfather who took care of a lot of things. That's really changed people since I lost my son and wife. At least I wanted you to sleep peacefully as I knew the truth."

I want to bury you in a sneaky, formal way.

It's about us who helped the Duke bury him. We'll be back abroad soon. It was decided that even if we were known, it wouldn't be so much of a problem.

"But are you really glad you let go of Master Alfred, who taught (Tame)?

I guess there was some use for it.

It's not that it's useless because it has special powers such as instantly turning the person you killed into an undead, but it's more disadvantageous than the pros, so I don't hesitate to let it go.

"Unlike general tutoring, the tutoring of a labyrinth master is not taught by the tutor, but taught by the labyrinth (dungeon)."

Place the demon under the control of the Labyrinth (Dungeon).

It is the Lord of the Labyrinth (Dungeon Master) who controls the Labyrinth (Dungeon), so orders can be given.

In other words, it has become a demon of the Labyrinth (Dungeon).

"If it wasn't a labyrinth demon, I'd gather it. I could use it in a meaningful way instead of magic, but even if I was in the labyrinth, I couldn't absorb magic because it was seen as part of me. Even with your strength, your grandfather is weak, and the ingredients you get from a normal adventurer don't give you much benefit in keeping them in the labyrinth because they don't taste good at all."

That's about it. I wanted to bury you properly for Mr. Mishrina.

Though it's a reward, it doesn't mean I don't feel like I'm getting too much, so I wanted to give it back.

Besides, Grandpa has his own thoughts.

"The happiest thing for Grandpa is to meet his wife in the post-mortem world. If that's possible, I'd like you to be reborn and meet your wife again in your new life."

"Yeah, I really hope so too"

No one knows what will happen to the executed grandfather's soul.

I can only pray that I will be happy as I entrust a wish because I am vaguely believed in rebirth.

"Thank you so much this time. There was really nothing I could do with just the adventurers in the country. I'm so glad I'm able to connect with you."

"Don't worry, I just got paid to do my job."

Say a gentle greeting to Mishrina or Claudia.

They, the Virgin, will certainly be busy from now on, but I can only say that I want us, the leftovers, to do our best.

Besides, we're busy over here.

"You'll be home soon, right?"

"This year is over in five days. When I get back to base, I have a lot to do, so I'm gonna let you go home."

Specifically, I want to finish cleaning the mansion before New Year's.

It is a habit that has long been passed down to the periphery with the idea that we should celebrate a new year with a sense of freshness at any rate. If I lived in a small house in the village, I would have done it with the whole family and it would have been over soon, but the mansion I now live in is so big that I have to work on it for the whole family for a few hours if I were to try to clean it in earnest.

I couldn't afford to be really away anymore.

"If anything happens again, I'll rely on you."

"I'd like to rely on you this time."

"It doesn't matter in that case. I'll see you again."

We shake each other's hands and then head back to Alistair for the first time in a long time.