After the death of the Cheongrin Family Swordsman was confirmed.
Max took off his mask and vomited blood.
“Blargh!”
It was the result of overworking his circuits despite the signs of overload.
His insides were ruined. His vision spun, and he felt like he would lose consciousness at any moment.
“Mage! Are you alright!”
Usagi’s urgent voice buzzed and dug into his ears.
He couldn’t even feel the distinct fishiness and coolness brought by the sea breeze.
[···I need to keep my senses.]
His consciousness was hazy like fog, but one thing was certain...
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