"Resurrection.

It's resurrection!

　The lich gave a second resuscitation to the dead Faeris.
　And once again, she comes back to life as if nothing had happened.

　He looks so refreshed after such a brutal battle.

"......?　What's wrong?　Mr. Richt.

"No, nothing. ......

　He took a step away from Faith.
　He knew that they were a good match, but he didn't want to see them fight as much as possible.

I'm not sure if there will be any reinforcements. I think we should get this done as soon as possible.

"Yeah, I guess so.

　Faith urged him on.
　Licht is looking for the legendary Necromancer.
　The fastest way is to find the tombstone of the Necromancer.

　The names on the gravestones are all familiar to him, as if they were a gathering of heroes.
　Not only the heroes of the past, but also the great sages, the great alchemists, and other greats.

"There it is. Here it is.

"...... The Eternal Reaper, here lies--?　Her name is ...... Dorothy?

Yeah. Risen from the dead.

　The Eternal Reckoner.
　It's a title you'd never get unless you were certain that no other necromancer would ever surpass Dorothy.
　Legend has it that he controlled over a thousand spirits of death at the same time, as far as Licht knows.


　A thin hand shot out from the grave of such a hero.

"Gosh!　I need your help. ...... Hello?

　Dorothy's first words were a plea for help.
　The graveyard seemed to be surprisingly hard, and only one arm was still visible.
　From this point of view, she was just a zombie.

"Mr. Richt, are you going to help?

"Of course. Faith, help me pull it out.

　Licht and Faith tried desperately to pull out a protruding arm.
　It was a thin, feminine arm, and if they put too much pressure on it, it might break.

　The two of them pulled together, being careful.

"--Pah!　I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one who has a problem with this. ...... If you're going to revive me, you should have dug me up a bit more first.

"I'm sorry, .......

You can apologize to me. So, what's wrong with you reanimating me?

　Somehow, with a little help, Dorothy emerges, covered in dirt.
　She seemed a little unhappy that her body had suddenly become dirty, but she didn't seem to be making any further reference to it.

　Instead, she seems to be more concerned about the reason why she was revived.

To put it bluntly, we want you to be one of us.

"Okay... just one question first.

　Too easy an admission.
　Then comes an additional question.

"You're not a Necromancer, are you?　How did you bring me back to life?　There seems to be no master-servant relationship - in fact, I'm not even your slave.

I'm not a necromancer. I'm not a necromancer. The "reanimate" skill can reanimate you, but it can't subjugate you. Instead, it seems that you can revive yourself .......

　The last word is a bit of a muddle.
　I've only activated it once, and I don't have clear confidence in it. I couldn't even think of experimenting with it like Faith had.

　Still, Dorothy's reaction was quite good.
　She listened to Richt's story with interest.

"You have similar abilities to me. But I've never heard that you can revive yourself.

You're amazing, Richt.

Thanks, .......

　So..." Dorothy goes back to the story.

I'm supposed to be your friend, right?　I'll work hard for you to revive me.

I appreciate it. Now let's get out of here before the reinforcements arrive.

Yes, sir.

　And so.
　The legendary Necromancer became a friend of the Lich.