She shook her head, trying to dispel the somewhat eerie atmosphere and managed a smile as best as she could.
"Let's just go in, he won't get mad."
The Hero gently pushed the door, which a moment ago was tightly closed, and it creaked open.
The Hero looked at her hand in confusion, then cast that confusion aside the next moment as she walked into the ancient mansion with her friends—
The next moment, a shriek echoed throughout the ancient house.
[Nightmare LV31 (Regarded as R5 Nightmare)]
Intelligence: 93
Perception: 105
Charm: 53
[Grandpa's Death (The higher, the more tragic)]
D100+31=d100(74)+31=105
[The Truth of Death]
D105=d105(11)=11
[Hero's Perception]
D98=d98(41)=41
→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←
"Grandpa—!"
The Hero's scream nearly shattered all the windows of the mansion.
Her pupils quivered, disbelievingly staring at the head placed on the desk.
Who else could it be if not the old man with the tragic face, usually so stern in expression but also detailed with care?
