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

"Richto, wait."

"Ah. Oh, I'm sorry. Were you fast paced?

"Yeah, he said the atmosphere drank him too much. Day two, huh?

Richt and Dorothy wandered inside the giant Vampire Castle in the form of a walk.

It's too big and we don't even know where we are right now.

If we were to really look around each room, it would be a level where we would be prepared to dedicate all the rest of our vacations.

Richter at the top of the statement sees Dorothy with sorrow.

"Still, it's just a hallway, but it's a tremendous glow. I was wondering if I could go on with this carpet or the groundfoot...?

"If you say that, there's even something you don't know if you can even touch. Rose said she didn't care, but she still couldn't."

The two, as if to represent the common people, were nailed by everything that seemed luxurious in their eyes.

After all, it's not as raw and warm as you get used to in a few days.

The atmosphere alone makes my stomach ache.

"Where was Mr. Rose recommending me? Let's go there - if we can figure out the way."

"Sure... the library is going to be amazing. Looks like they're buried in all kinds of books, so maybe there's a book we like."

"Oh, that's fun"

The two destinations were successfully decided without particular collision.

I'm not sure I can get there, but it's worth a try.

Dorothy in particular is intrigued to deepen her knowledge as a necromancer.

"... So, you know the way?

"... I don't know, I need to ask someone..."

"- May I call you, Master Richter?"

"- Wow!?"

The moment Richt tried to rely on someone.

At exactly the same time as that, there was a voice from behind.

Richter speaks pitifully to Dorothy, who turns calmly back.

At the end of their gaze, one maid stood.

With silver hair symmetrical to Rosé on his shoulders, he keeps waiting for Richt's next word.

"Uh, maid...... right?

"Yes. My name is Cano. I was entrusted with directions by Master Rosé. Best regards,"

"Welcome..."

Apparently, Rose lent me one maid for caring about the two of them.

Cano, the guide, is likely to be very dependable with a serious look.

It only made Richter feel a little easier.

"I'd like to go to the library, is it far from here?

"No, it's right there. Follow me."

That's what Cano says, going left to the right.

Unlike the Richters, there is no stray step by step.

Perhaps you have information about this castle stuck in your head.

I don't know how much time you're serving as a maid, but it's something you don't get with a half-baked experience.

and.

While I was thinking about that, the three of them were in front of the library door.

"This way. Dear Richt, Dear Dorothy"

Beyond which the cano opened the door, there is a space overflowing with books.

If there was a Faelice here, he's going to run towards the bookshelf.

Would it have been such a spectacular sight if the realm of Faelis had also been cleared up?

I see a future to be turned down, but maybe I should try to suggest cleaning.

"Ooh. Two hundred years old books are usually kept! I wonder if there's a Necromancer book or something."

Not only Faelice.

There was also one presence here that ran toward the bookshelf.

Other maids cleaning inside the library have reacted viciously to Dorothy's voice.

I haven't seen around at all.

"... hey"

I didn't even get Richter's voice.

Dorothy continued to go back like an insect lured by honey.

In that state, it doesn't matter what you say anymore.

"Dear Dorothy, you're a very studious man."

"It seems so - because the book that's decorated over there... can I take a look at it?

"Yes! Of course!

What Richt, frightened by Dorothy's curiosity, found was a book that was clearly different in colour from the rest.

Its immensity is not such as to fit on a bookshelf, and a table dedicated to that book is installed.

On the cover is processed dragon skin.

And the gems embedded in it.

It is such a tremendous presence that there is no discomfort even when it is treated as a treasure of one country.

There's no way I don't care about that.

With the acknowledgment of the seemingly happy Cano, Richt opened that page.

"............ I see"

This book was a collection of photographs recording Rosé's growth.