He used the gate to fly to the transporter room and then ran out of the mansion as it was.

'Yoda-san!

　I heard Emily's surprised voice behind me, but that wasn't the point.
　I ran through the city at full speed and jumped into the Cyclo's Dungeon Association.

　Ignoring the receptionist and association staff at the entrance, I ran into the back at once.

''Cell!''
Well, well, Satou-sama-- what's wrong?
I need you to find out something for me ASAP.

　Cell nodded quietly, but gravely, as if he could tell something from my appearance.

'It's about erythronium,'
You mean the fake chrome?
Fake chrome?
'It's a dungeon that's close to chrome, but it's called a fake chrome because the quality, quantity, and difficulty of the drops are all inferior to chrome.

　I found myself squeezing my eyebrows together as I listened to Cell's story.
　I didn't like the story.

'Find out anyway,'
Okay.

　I didn't say what, and I didn't ask the cell.

　It was a big deal, a spirit killed, and I thought it would be better to have it checked out without any preconceptions.
　Cell was a cell, and from my swordsmanship, I'm sure he could sense something at least as much as "go and find out".

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　The next day, the saloon at the mansion.
　Cell came in and had a serious look on his face.
　I could tell by the look on his face, so I went to the salon alone with him and listened to what he had to say.

I knew it.

　Cell nodded.

'As per the information Satou-sama caught, the erythronium had disappeared.
Disappearing.
'It's suddenly gone, and even there they don't know what happened. Does Satou-sama have it in his grasp?
I heard directly from the spirits. He said Erislonium had been killed.
Killed ......

　Cell's expression is finally becoming serious.

'You don't know who did it or anything?'
'Yeah. There's a lot of confusing information on the ground as to why Erislonium disappeared in the first place. The only thing we know about is the death of the spirits and the disappearance of the dungeon. That's all we know.
I see.

　I thought for a moment and asked.

'What happens if the spirits die? I don't really know much about it, since I stopped it with Arsenic.
'Knowledge of ancient documents, and only in the case of longevity.

　After prevaricating that it wasn't a perfect match, Seru said, "It's not a perfect match.

'If it's a normal dungeon, with a few exceptions,'

　Some exceptions--Phosphorus and Sulphur.

'If the spirit dies, the dungeon disappears. After a while, it appears somewhere else.
Okay. And what happens to our memories, or rather our personalities.
'I don't know. There is no memory of the same person meeting both before and after the death of a spirit.
Well, that's just as well.

　To begin with, the chance of meeting a spirit is only one in a few million.
　You can't pass through that probability twice, and even more importantly, you can't pass through the big event of a spirit's death twice.

　Normally, this would be as hard as hanging a thread from several thousand meters above the ground and passing through two needle holes.

It's a good idea to ask someone who knows more than you do, rather than asking me.
Do you know more?
Speaking of recently reborn dungeons...
--Awlum?

　Cell nodded quietly and clearly.

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　Aurum dungeon, Spirit Room.

　It was during daytime working hours, so I came out here to talk to Aulum.
　At night, Aulum would come back to the mansion, but I couldn't wait for that.

'Yeah, it's very complicated around here.

　Aurum replied with a troubled look on his face.

'Complicated?'
Oh, man. I'm not sure if I have a memory or not. But it's not my memory.
The memories are there, but they're not mine.

　While reciting Aulum's explanation, I try to imagine the feeling.

'Oh, I was reading a book about the outside world a while back, and there was a story about a guy with amnesia. It was a line from that guy, and he was like, 'It's definitely something I would have done, but I don't remember it.' I would do it, and I remember it. It's like the other me that did it - oh my God!

　Halfway through, Aulum scratched his head in annoyance.

'I can't say it right!　It's frustrating.
'No, I got some sense of it. I got the essence of it.
"Essentially?
It's kind of like reincarnating with your memories.
Mm-hmm, maybe.

　Aulum is convinced by the feeling I've put together.

'I'll check, but your personality and memories are intact, right?
Yeah. That's what I was like before.
Okay. So one more thing. This is the most important one.
What?
Do you know where you'll be reborn?
Hmm.

　Aurum crosses his arms and twists his head.

'Ah.'

　Eventually, as if he remembered something, he clapped his hands with a pop, as if he remembered something.

I was called in.
Did he call for you?
'Yeah, come here - I need you...' A human voice - not a human voice - called out to me, a feeling. The kind of emotion that needs me.
'...... I see. I see you've been called to a village that's newly built but doesn't have a dungeon.
I see.

　I understand, and Ahrum clapped his hands again, to which I replied, "That's the kind of village we want, isn't it?

I suppose that's why they feel more strongly about us than they do about the village.
Yeah.
"But,
Yeah?
But you didn't have to do it. I was the one who was asked to go, so I said yes. But it was fine to ignore it, and I was like 'stop asking me for help! And I could have been out in the middle of nowhere.
...... So that means it's the whim of the genie.
I see.

　Aulum laughed unbendingly at the conclusion I had further summarized.

　The reason I asked Cell and then Aulum about this was because I wondered if I could help Erislonium.

　The murdered Erislonium, I would save him if I could.
　That's what I thought from the beginning, and I thought that more and more strongly after hearing Cell's initial explanation.

　Fake chrome.

　Erislonium had been treated coldly with that kind of disdain.
　When you see someone like that, you can't help but feel strongly that you want to do something about it.

　--Really?

What?
What's going on?
No, ...... has a voice.
Voice?　I didn't fart or anything.
No, it's not like that: ......

　Empty ears, I guess.

　I closed my eyes and craned my neck.
　I tried to listen carefully, but I couldn't hear the voice.
　I guess I was just hearing things.

'Feng ...... thank you Aulum.
You're welcome.

　I thanked Aulum and used the gate to get back to the mansion.

　--Really, can you help me?

　The moment I transferred, I heard the voice again.
　This time it was clearer, and the words more specific than before.

'Who is it?'
It's me.

　It was Emily who replied.
　She looked at me from the hallway, outside the transporter room, with a surprised look on her face.

'Emily. Was that Emily?
?

　It looks different.
　So now it's .......

'Oh, that's not the point. It's a big deal, Yoda.
'Oh?　What's the matter. Don't tell me something happened to Arsenic?

　Emily Arsenick.
　One with a spirit, and I thought that in the current situation, Arsenick would have a demon's hand in it - but I thought it was a demon.

'No,'
Really?

　I was so relieved.

'There's a dungeon in the garden, sir.
What?

　I'm surprised, right after.

"If it's true, you can help me out at .......

　And now he heard a clear voice.