“Don’t be ridiculous! If there was a solution like that, why did you come here instead of searching for the statues around the city?”

“Because we didn’t know how much progress you made with the ritual. How can we be so easygoing when the ritual could happen today? Also, the situation is different now.”

Zich pointed at the book that the Deputy Mayor was holding.

“Since the catalyst is in a state like that, you won’t be able to do the ritual right away. Of course, we wouldn’t be able to buy much time—probably not even a couple of days, but so what? If we find even one statue in that time, the game is over. If we destroy a statue, your power will diminish, and the ritual will get pushed off again. Then, we can use that extra time to continue to find more statues.”

“Capture them!”

As if Zich had hit the bull’s eye, the Deputy Mayor ordered all the waiting undead to come forward and opened up his book. But Zich was faster.

“Then let’s see each other later!”

Crash!

As he swung his sword, a huge hole formed on the building’s wall. Then, Zich wrapped his arm around Lubella’s waist and jumped out of the hole. Indeed, the Deputy Mayor must have thought that it would be dangerous to show a scene where a great deal of undead poured out of the Mayor’s house, so none of the undead followed them.

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