Percival's sudden intrusion not only stirred Meiliuqina's emotions, but even Riezel was somewhat surprised.
It was not that he did not understand the relationship between Percival and Meiliuqina.
He simply had not expected Percival to suddenly burst in at this moment and save Meiliuqina's life.
What was more, Percival had made an enormous sacrifice to save Meiliuqina.
"The Spear of Selection may be a Holy Lance that Savior Ash brought back from the Inner Sea of Stars, but as early as the Fairy Calendar era, it had already been reversed by that Savior's dissatisfaction, rage, and hatred toward the fairies' rampant proliferation, turning it into an extremely dangerous weapon."
Looking at Percival's half-white, half-black hair, Riezel spoke expressionlessly.
"Using this spear is usually fine, but once its true power is unleashed, its wielder will bear an astonishing burden, enough to shorten their lifespan."
"That blow just now took at least around ten years off your life."
"And humans in the Britain Lostbelt have an average lifespan of only thirty years."
That was right. Humans in the Britain Lostbelt had abnormally short lives.
That was because they were artificially created lifeforms, modeled after the human Miko who had once served Beast God Cernunnos.
Though they were somewhat stronger than the humans of Pan-Human History in this Britain, as artificial lifeforms, they could hardly ever live past thirty.
Percival looked young, and he truly was young. His actual age was not even twenty.
Yet at that age, he had already lived more than half his life.
Now, Percival had also expended his lifespan to use the Holy Lance. Without a doubt, he already had one foot through the gates of hell.
"Even if she is your sister... was it worth it?"
Riezel did not mean to blame Percival. He merely asked quietly.