“Wa-wait-wait. If a heart item is left behind, then you can revive it.” “What!?” Silica raised her head sharply. She stared at the boy’s face with her mouth half open. “It’s something that was discovered not too long ago, so there are still lots of people who don’t know. There’s a dungeon in the northern region of the forty-seventh floor called «The Hill of Memories». It’s quite hard despite its name… but they say that the flower that blooms on the top of it is a familiar revival ite-.” “Re-really!?” Silica shot up and shouted before the boy had finished talking. It felt as if hope had flooded her chest, which had been filled with sorrow. But— “…The forty-seventh floor…” She muttered and sagged her shoulders. It was twelve floors above this level, floor thirty-five. It was definitely not a safe area for her. Just when she turned her disheartened eyes to the floor. “Hmm—” The boy in front of her said in a bothered voice. “I could go get it for you if you give me the expenses and some pay, but they say that the flower only shows up if the beast tamer who lost their familiar goes…” Silica smiled at the surprisingly kind swordsman and spoke: