The two fell silent before the skeleton for a while. Then Shade asked Lady Thorn:
"What exactly have you been living alongside for so long? An undead spirit unwilling to leave? Or is Mr. Albert, who is now in the Temple, also some false thing flowing out of memory?"
Even the witch, who had always seemed to understand everything, was uncertain now. She paused for several seconds before answering:
"I have an eye condition."
Shade truly had no way to argue with that.
"Did Leonard Albert also go to the 2nd Floor to meet the god?"
"Yes. I was there at the time as well."
The witch understood what Shade meant.
"Although there is something wrong with him, since the god said nothing, that means he has been permitted to remain."
Shade was not entirely certain either.
"Perhaps this man came here carrying his own corpse. The 'illness' he wants cured may be death."
Though the joke was not funny, Lady Thorn still curled her lips into a smile.
"Regardless, at least we now have a lead on solving Mr. Albert's problem."
Shade nodded and bent down, separating that skeleton from the pile of bones. At such close range, he was certain that it truly was the skeleton of an ordinary person.
"Let's go back and see what Mr. Albert has to say."
He turned the skeleton into a card. After burning the remaining remains, the two prepared to return, but Shade suddenly asked:
"Lady Thorn, do you think this world might also be nothing more than a certain memory?"
"Whose memory?"
The witch asked, then immediately understood Shade's guess.
"Don't think so much about that for now. Let's deal with what is in hand first."
Because they had lingered in that low-lying area for some time, they quickened their