Boo Boo’s entire body was covered in lacerations and serious burns.

His wounds would normally have been too severe to survive, but White Witch Filinion reigned supreme in Grandnir.

She opened her Mixing first-aid kit and pulled out newly-made compresses, bandages, medicines, and other frightening things. She then roughly applied them to his giant body.

“Squeeeeal!!”

“Yes, yes. Keep crying, keep crying. I’m intentionally disinfecting your wounds so it will hurt. I have to make sure you don’t get a taste for heroics like this.”

The main battlefield had fortunately s.h.i.+fted from the forest to a field, but that field had been burned away. Beatrice had been caught by Sutriona at the worst possible time: when her head had cooled and normal guilt had come rus.h.i.+ng back. The girl in a black ribbon dress who looked ten had performed a fifteen-move combo of professional wrestling techniques on her, so she was lying face-down with her hands guarding the back of her head and her b.u.t.t sticking up.

Fighter Priest Armelina was tracing her fingers along Boo Boo’s s.h.i.+ning Weapon. That said, it was the size of a steel beam or log, so she could not pick it up. She was circling around and around it while it was stabbed vertically into the ground.

Palm-sized fairy Meridiana asked a question as she flew around.

“Um, is what Boo Boo said correct?”

“It isn’t my s.h.i.+ning Weapon, so I can’t say for sure… But it’s true that it’s only ever had one piece of Magic registered in it and that it’s mostly filled with some other data. You normally want a fair bit of spare s.p.a.ce for stability when using your Magic, but this is filled almost to the limit.”

Boo Boo’s s.h.i.+ning Weapon was no longer glowing with a bluish-white light.

It only looked like a ma.s.s of cold metal. Boo Boo was not sure what it meant for there to be souls inside it.

Sutriona spoke up while elegantly sitting on the Holy Swordswoman’s hips.

“Well, to be honest, I can’t tell you much when it comes to human Magic. …Mh. But if what Boo Boo said is true, it means the previous owner created quite the twisted situation.”

“So where exactly are we supposed to start with this?” asked Meridiana.

Everyone’s eyes turned to White Witch Filinion who was still healing Boo Boo with Magic.

But…

“Hmm. I do have a few Resurrection types, but it’s better to think of them as performing CPR with a 100% success rate instead of bringing the dead back to life. Not even I know how to mess with a soul that’s completely lost its physical body.”

“Yes, that’s more a Necromancer thing than a Healing one,” said Sutriona. “Although they use the dead while they’re still rotten, so even that is a long way off from real resurrection.”

“B-but didn’t the previous owner give that to Boo Boo because there’s a way to do it?”

“No, no. If they had had an actual solution, wouldn’t they have resurrected the souls themselves? They probably had their hands full just storing the souls and couldn’t find a perfect solution, so they pa.s.sed responsibility onto someone else.”

Holy Swordswoman Beatrice, White Witch Filinion, and Fighter Priest Armelina were all at the Lv. 99 level cap, but they had not perfectly learned all Magic out there. Since they were challenging the Labyrinth and earning Experience Points on a daily basis, they clearly still had a ways to go.

In that case, it was possible there was something located further down the many tree structures that organized the great quant.i.ty of Magic.

They might

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find a miraculous piece of Magic that freed the many souls enclosed in the s.h.i.+ning Weapon and perfectly resurrected them.

“Boo Boo.”

Sutriona finally got off of her, so Beatrice stood up and asked a question.

“Do you want to see your family and friends again?”

“I’m dumb, so I don’t quite get it. Is it really okay to bring back dead souls? And would it really be right to just leave them trapped inside the s.h.i.+ning Weapon?”

He slowly shook his head and finally said something more.

“But if it was possible, I would like to speak with them at least once more.”

“I see. That settles it then.”

Beatrice smiled a little.

She would not be devastating Grandnir for the sake of her own world. This was not the same as succ.u.mbing to a desire for revenge and killing someone without even hearing him out. She would truly be raising her s.h.i.+ning Weapon for Boo Boo’s sake. She was thankful to have this opportunity.

“Boo Boo, humans need a huge number of Experience Points to learn Magic and that’s why we have to enter the Labyrinth. We do it by disarming Traps, defeating Gimmicks, and finding Treasure in chests. Do you know what I’m trying to say?”

“No, I don’t really get it.”

“Well, what I’m saying is…”

She said it.

She smiled.

Holy Swordswoman Beatrice reached out her hand and made an invitation.

“Let’s go to the Labyrinth together, Boo Boo.”

It was possible humans alone could not reach the true depths of the Labyrinth.

It was possible a Nonhuman like Boo Boo could not discover the secrets of Magic.

But if they worked together, nothing was impossible.