Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

"... bad. I interrupted."

Lorraine listens to Lent and immediately says so.

Talking to the dead is not something that anyone should be disturbed by.

Quietly, to think of the distant days of the dead within oneself, the presence of others can be in the way.

Now, Lent was just facing the dead on his own.

Interrupting that in this way......

That's what I thought, and I tried to get up, Lorraine.

"No, that's okay. Your father-in-law taught you that, didn't he?

So I grab Lorraine's arm and pull back.

"... you know what I mean? You don't think I came looking for you myself."

"This place is pretty deep in the village, and my signs have been pretty rare since I became the Undead, haven't they? No matter how much Lorraine, it would have been hard to find without any hints. Besides... my father-in-law always knows I'm gonna stop by when I get home. When I get here, I lose track of time. It's been too long. Someone's coming for me."

"I see..."

So I think the village chief Ingo may not have been the first to say that this is the cemetery.

Probably didn't shy away from the beginning if they said so.

But for Ingo and for Lent, it's not weird or annoying for someone to come and get Lent here.

Then maybe I could stay, and Lorraine lowers her floating back.

Lent continues.

"And because of what? Come with me. We've known each other the longest outside the village, and my profound friend is Lorraine. My parents want to see my face."

"... well. Okay, let me do that."

Lorraine says so, kneeling before the tablet, hands together and praying.

Then,

"Nice to meet you, Lent's parents. My name is Lorraine Vivier. I have been a friend of your son for ten years now…"

Beginning with, he shared a whole decade of memories in Malt.

Then,

"Our relationship will continue. May you watch from the end of the darkness, beyond the sky, so that the light shines ahead of that journey…"

I said and tightened.

I heard that, Lent,

"... That's how I heard it, again, there was a lot going on"

and squeaks.

It's all experienced, and I guess it feels kind of weird to be told what happened, even though I remember it, but objectively.

"You're involved and in shape. Even if it's normal, trouble comes from the other side... but compared to all of these days, trouble until then has been nothing but a common thing for adventurers."

"Sure...... I never thought I'd be the undead and come to the grave, either. Little bit, I was hoping."

"What?

"I became the Undead of the Immortal, so I was wondering if I could even see the Necromancer. I was wondering if I could meet my parents if I came here.... Well, I missed my expectations brilliantly"

"Necromancer... that would be hard. Most souls dive through the gates of the dead without doing so. Only a Necromancer can summon a soul from beyond that door."

"Right... It's not like I meant it that much. So fine."

And, although Lent says it in his mouth, his expression is a little sinking.

Even though it was true that I didn't mean it that much, it might have felt like some parts of me were expecting more than I thought.

"I'm sorry to dig back, but your parents... they were attacked by demons and died."

It was a stepped statement for 10%, but it's strange not to touch the grave in front of you.

If you don't want to talk, you won't, and in that case I think we should change the subject immediately, Lorraine said thoughtfully.

Then Lent,

"Oh, yeah. That was when you went to the next town to sell specialties in the village... bad luck. I usually ask the pedestrian to have it, but the pedestrian who was always here is late. Winter was approaching the present, and cash income and the purchase of essentials were really needed at that time. So my parents, me, the village chief's mother and the village chief's daughter headed to the next town..."

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My parents' names are on the tomb there.

My father is Roxta, and my mother is Melissa.

My father was somewhat of a cheeky man, and his body was disappointed.

Look at me pah, I feel like I didn't look so much alike, but my eyes looked alike.

Even now, my father-in-law and mother-in-law say so.

My mother... I look like my mother.

I am told that skeletons and such are very similar to my mother's.

However, my mother is quite beautiful and seems to have had quite a bit.

At the time, I had been married to my father for some time, but you were so often asked to marry me for jokes.

Well, naturally, I said no.

The mayor's mother, that is, my stepmother now.

She is similar to the pharmacist's grandmother who went before.

I'm a sister, so it's natural... My first name is Pravda.

The pharmacist's grandmother looked like she had reduced her meanness three or three times.

You're not sure?

Well, I didn't see Grandma at the feast today, but if you go see her tomorrow, you'll see what I'm talking about.

Garb's grandmother is mean because she sees it, and she's actually mean.

The kids in the village are probably as scared of that old lady as they are.

I can see the unexpected tenderness when I go out with you... is that okay now?

Pravda's grandmother was supposed to go with him as a nominee for the village chief clan.

So, the village chief's daughter, to see her grandmother's work, and then I'll go.

Me and she were close.

I mean... well what.

Half-brother-in-law, like.

My parents and the village chief and his wife were good childhood friends inside, and they were trying to marry each other's children.

Of course I had the right to say no, but at the time, I was five, and I didn't particularly care.

In fact, we were good friends... and when I grew up, maybe I thought about it again, but I guess that vaguely happens then, that's about all I thought about.

Oh, that's okay.

That's why I was supposed to go to the next town with that kind of member.

I thought it would be a pleasant journey.

It's a neighboring town, so it's been a long journey.

None of the carriages in Hathhaler's village had a lot of health horses, so it was still a big business for a couple of days.

It's already clear what happened as a result.