"Oh, Richt. What's wrong with that?　Is there someone in there?

Yeah, I heard there's a saint in there.

Saint ......?　You've brought in another great person.

　As Dorothy was checking out the spirits of the dead, Aria and Licht appeared in front of her with a large coffin.
　Aria was carrying the upper part of the coffin and Licht was carrying the lower part.

　The saint inside seemed to have run out of stamina from all the noise on the road.

Aria, can we open it now?　It's not like she's going to get out of control, and since we're in a dystopia, she can't escape.

"Right. Alright.

　Aria dropped the coffin to the ground with a thud.
　It was an action that could have caused serious damage to the saint and the lich if it had been unlucky.
　Richt carefully opens the lid of the coffin, cringing in his mind.

"Huh?　I'm not sure.　Ah!　The Demon Lord is here!

　The saint was dazzled to see the outside world again.

　She pointed her finger firmly at Aria and told her that she was the Demon King.
　She also saw that Licht was a human.
　It only took a few seconds, but she seems to be a real saint.

I'm not sure what to make of that.　Hahahahaha ...... God help me ......

Licht, can't you calm him down?

I don't think so.

　Both Aria and Licht were helpless to help the panicked saint.
　Aria and Licht were at a loss for words with the panicked saint, their attempts to talk to her drowned out by the sound of her crazy prayer.

　The usual Aria would have slapped her cheek to silence her, but that would have only added fuel to the fire this time.

　Dorothy, unable to see this, thoughtfully stepped forward.

"Hey, saint. We're not your enemies, so don't be too surprised. I know it's a bit of a surprise to suddenly come back to life.

"Who are you, ......?　I violated the ...... taboo of being born twice. I have disobeyed God. ......

My name is Dorothy. I'm a Necromancer.

Necromancer?　Oh, that life-warping thing: ......!　You're making a mistake!

What?　Yeah, ......?

　Dorothy glanced at the lich.
　The message in her eyes tingled with the need to help.
　It was far more troublesome than Richt could have imagined that even Dorothy would be unreceptive.

　He must be very loyal to God.

"Well, ......, what's your name?　And what do you teach?

"My baptismal name is Rael!　My baptismal name is Rael, and I believe in the Gavraelite religion!

I'm a member of the Gavraelite religion!" "I thought Gavraelite religion taught ...... that you should never return a favor?

　Dorothy thought for a moment and then asked Rael about the teachings of the Gavraelites.
　It's not a random teaching, it just happened to be the one that was in Dorothy's head.

　That's why Rael's face turns back to serious.

It's true.

"Then what about the fact that the lich brought Rael back to life?　I think it could be considered that he rescued Rael from the darkness.

No, that's not ......!

If God decides our fate, then it must have been God's decision to bring Rael back to life, right?　So I think Richt did a good thing.

"Ugh, ugh ......

　And then Rael jumps out of the coffin and runs away.

　The question was too difficult for him to answer right now.
　It was no wonder that her head was spinning when she was faced with such a problem after having just come back to life.

"...... Dorothy was a philosopher?

No, I didn't know what I was talking about either.

　Both of them knew the difficulty of religion and philosophy.