Mitsuki extended his hand toward Marco. He wanted to help him stand up. Marco calmly accepted and got back to his feet. He staggered a little, but managed to steady himself successfully.
"Anyway, you don't look so good. Are you seriously going to keep fighting specters in that condition?" Mitsuki asked.
"I have to. I've depended on Monar's magic for too long, and it made me weak. If it weren't for him, that specter would've killed me in the very first exchange."
"I get it. Cinderella hit me once with all her strength and part of my body practically exploded. Obviously, if it weren't for Monar, I would've disappeared right there. But we're fine now, aren't we? We just have to work harder so we don't repeat the same mistakes; level up, farm items… become stronger."
Marco looked at the piles of ash scattered across the ground.
"Yeah…"
He frowned thoughtfully. Serious as always, he looked Mitsuki in the eyes and asked:
