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The remaining dirt was completely removed and the entire coffin was finally visible.

After that, I just opened the lid.

"So, what do we do from here on out?

Elliot said while wiping the sweat off her forehead after knocking on her hand and removing the dirt.

Although it gets pretty cold in the middle of the night, digging up the soil by hand takes a lot of energy. It might have been morning for me and Risha alone.

In that sense, I suppose it's because they attacked us. [M]

Hang on a second.

Check the condition while walking around the coffin.

Is it properly preserved? It is quite beautiful compared to the gravestone that has been exposed to the rain wind and weathered.

"What are you doing?

Sanya is looking at us with interest.

"I'm working on the answers to the hypotheses I made. Look here."

Pointing at the deep, broken wound at the junction between the coffin and lid, the three of them peeked into each other's faces.

"From the shape and depth of the wound, it's a sharp, hard stab. It's going to be a long time since I've been in a state."

I wonder if this is the mark of a decision.

Instead of saying the correct answer, she smiled at Sanya and now pointed to the tombstone.

"This is a human coffin that was murdered decades ago. His name was Jean, a friend of mine and a silver-haired elf."

Well then...

She nodded to Sanya with her eyes wide open.

Reesha and Elliot, who didn't understand the story, twisted their necks facing each other.

"Risha, you were in a hurry to stop when you found out I was going to expose your grave. Why would you do that?

"Why not? It's definitely because you shouldn't!

"That's not right. So ordinary people don't do this for no reason. Not to mention the silver-haired elf tomb, which is the object of disgust, even superstitious people would hate to come near it."

"Yes, yes. I'm sure you're right...."

Risha is still thinking with a steep face.

Not enough tips?

"However, there were still signs of someone making a decision in this coffin. You know that already, don't you?

"Ah...!

Lisha held her breath tightly against her mouth.

"Yes, normally things that I don't do for no reason have been done in the past. In other words, the contents of this coffin were worth it."

I can't prove it without actually opening it, but now my hypothesis is proven.

I wanted it to be off-the-shelf.

"... Elliot, twist that sword into this wound. If you've opened it once, it should be easy again."

"I'm quite a believer in curses and sneaking around...."

"There was a superstition that being with a silver-haired elf would make you unhappy. How's it going?

"Oh, no way! I never thought I'd be unhappy with Sanya! I'd rather be happiest..."

When I noticed Risha and I raised our mouth slightly, Elliot hurriedly blocked his mouth.

Whether it was stunned or illuminated, Sanya covered her face beside it.

"Yes, curses and tricks are like that after all. If we have magic and magic tools like that, dead people can't do anything to us."

"That might be true, but...."

"Well, if it bothers you, I'll let you know."

With this, you thrust like a knock on a coffin.

"Hi Jean, I'm sorry to make a noise while you sleep in peace. Rosie, I'm investigating rumors that silver-haired elves are being used as medicine ingredients. I'll fill it up as soon as this is over, and I'll bring you an apology flower later. That's why I need your help. Do you mind?

He pressed his ear against the coffin and nodded several times deliberately.

Come on.

"... are you really just a kid?

"Anyone can borrow a dead man's mouth. Whether that's true or not."

"Hah... no, I'm a little relieved. If there was a curse, it would go to Rosie, not me."

Elliot threw the tip of the sword into the gap between the coffin and the lid, pasting a stunning smile on his face.

"Please don't hold back on me... alright!

The lid of the coffin was lifted by the principle of leech, together with the woody sound of a mistletoe.

"Risha, you don't have to look at it because it might be a little irritating. Well, if only there were bodies left."

"No, me too..."

He hit me on the forehead.

"Rosie, when this happens, just the first word is fine.

"If you're talking about no delicacy, you're often told."

Yeah, I guess so.

Sagna laughs bitterly, putting her hand on the edge of the lid and shifting it sideways.

I don't know if the position of the lights is bad, but I don't know how it looks in the coffin at this point.

The lid of the coffin was completely open when he returned to his hand with the flaming stone he had left behind.

……

Who rang your throat?

In a strange sense of tension, I raised a lightstone to illuminate the coffin. [M]

"--Oh, I see."