Mike's father took a slow breath, then asked the question that had been bothering him the most.
"Then… how did he clear a Rank 4 dungeon?" he asked carefully. "Did he just summon you and escape?"
Roselia shook her head.
"No," she replied calmly. "He cleared it."
Both of Mike's parents stared at her.
"He has many other summons," Roselia continued. "Undead beings—soldiers, casters, and commanders. The dungeon boss was vulnerable to undead-type attacks."
She spoke as if explaining something simple.
"He analyzed the dungeon, identified the boss's weakness, and used his undead to overwhelm it. I didn't even need to assist him. He let his undead handle everything while he relaxed in the back. It was the most absurd sight I have ever seen in my life. Not even summoners fight the way he does."
For the first time, there was clear emotion in Roselia's voice—genuine surprise.
