"Brother."
A hint of bashfulness unexpectedly appeared beneath Quait's burly, fleshy face. "Look."
What was there to look at? Scout Kaman's face went somewhat pale.
He had encountered the Mother Goddess of Life's Death's Kiss many times over the past few years. The kissed spots had usually been on arms and the like, but he had never seen it appear in such an embarrassing place!
Had the Mother Goddess of Life's tastes become this heavy now?
Cold sweat trickled down his back.
And this youth was clearly from the orthodox faith. Where had he learned Mother Goddess system magic?
Was the orthodox lineage of the Cult of Suffering in the Radiant Holy See, and the orthodox lineage of the Mother Goddess of Life there as well?
Setting aside those chaotic thoughts, the urgent matter was how to deal with Quait's condition.
As a good brother who had been through thick and thin with his teammate, helping him lift the curse was naturally his duty. Yet whenever Kaman looked at Quait's appearance, he no longer felt like Quait was his good brother.
"Brother." Quait stared at Kaman and patted him with his large, black-haired hand. "Please be gentle."
Death's Kiss had gradually begun taking effect, bringing a scorching pain as though his hemorrhoids had flared up.
Quait could Perceive his Life Force continuously draining away. This was no time to delay.
In ten minutes, most of his Life Force would be drained away.
Why had Quait been the one kissed, while he was the one suffering in pain and despair? Kaman's face grew more and more pale.
"Aren't you going to help me?"
Seeing Kaman still dithering, Quait's tone became quite dissatisfied.
Affected by the Mother Goddess's power, his mental state had already begun turning irritable and excited. Though he still