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... rm a memorial service for the undead. It was around that time that Glen-san came back with a horde of undead chasing after him.

“Welcome back. How was it?” [Ryouma]

“I circled the village along the wall as you said. The mansion at the center was indeed the nest. The closer you get, the more undead. I thought there were already a lot, but the number of undead there is on a whole another level.” [Glen]

“There’s that many?” [Ryouma]

“Yep, there’s countless of them. T ...

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