"... this dungeon is pretty big, isn't it? Even if we put the Necromancer down enough to protect each realm, it's going to be quite a few."

"Is it tough after all...?

"No way. Who said that? Using a large number of Necromancers is more my specialty."

That said, Dorothy wields her favorite wand.

From the inside of the coffin, the cane seemed to have been well brought.

The cold wind coming out of the ground rocked Dorothy's hair as it went all over the area.

"Yes. I guess this is generally ok"

"Huh? Are we done yet?

"Sort of. About three minutes until my Necromancer reaches all areas except those already protected - oh, this area can be inhabited by me, right?

By the time I finished turning the circle and wand, they had already done the work.

The title of eternal Necromancer was not Dada, but freely manipulated hundreds of Necromancers.

Three minutes later, it turns into a distopia that has improved many times.

Naturally, the realm of the Necromance-only will be less defensive than the realm without the Roses, but further achievements are likely to be expected in the sense of the spiritual aspect.

Now the Roses will be able to concentrate and protect the realm.

"But I didn't know you were going to be under the Demon King. Speaking of which, you're human too, aren't you? Why is there something under the Demon King?

"There's a lot going on in the human world... and I can't go home anymore, and I think this is the only place I have."

…… I don't know, but it sounds like you shouldn't ask. I just feel like it's not gonna work out in the human world. "

Dorothy pounds Richt's shoulder.

As a senior in the likewise talented, I may have understood only a little of Richter's heart now.

In the human world, an overgone talent is something to be crushed.

This has not changed in the past or today, and Dorothy has had a similar experience.

I guess that's why I'm attracted to Richter today.

"Speaking of which, should I go say hello to the Demon King - no? I'm new here."

"No, Aria's asleep by now, so you don't have to worry about it. I think you should say hello to someone who's a little scared, like Faelice."

"Faelice......? It's definitely the kid you were with, isn't it? Huh? Was that girl a scary person? It didn't look that way..."

"Ah. If you attack anything, you'll scratch your own throat and you'll do it back."

"What's that scary?"

Richt makes quite a mess of introductions.

The race is different, and we will be fighting together. Getting along doesn't hurt.

The fact that he doesn't like it in the true sense is that he's not in this distopia, so even Dorothy should be able to get used to it immediately.

And I could say that it was also Richt's duty to support it.

"Mr. Faelis is one of us, and naturally we trust him, but if anything happens, Richter will come and help us."

"Don't worry, I'll resuscitate you then."

"If I could, I'd like your help before I die."

Coming up.

Richt and Dorothy were to turn to greet the protectors of each realm as they confirmed the Necromancer.

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