"You wouldn't want to know how we resist sanity erosion."
He paused, then asked a question of his own.
"Do you think I still look human?"
None of them answered right away.
Brunkel narrowed her eyes, a dangerous glint flashing through them.
Judging by his appearance, the thing before them certainly no longer qualified as human. At least the heretics still had a human shape. And these people? They didn't even have that anymore. Their bones were pitted by the wind, most of their flesh had rotted away, and their entire bodies looked like decaying meat and dry bones dug out of this world and forcibly pieced together.
But that was only their appearance.
Judging by how they had behaved along the way, by the things they had done, they were far more human than those heretics.
That dangerous glint lingered in Brunkel's eyes, then gradually faded.
"You're still human," Lu Yuan said. "At least in some respects, you're absolutely human."
Sitting off to one side, Frey stared blankly at the Wanderer's half-rotted face, her heart tightening.
She had no idea how much suffering this veteran had endured to end up like this. All she knew was that if she hadn't been rescued last time and had fallen into those heretics' hands, she would either have ended up like this or become a heretic herself. There was no third path.
The Blue Knight nodded without saying anything more.
The Wanderer took in their reactions with his one eye that hadn't shriveled, showing little emotion, as though he had long since grown used to it.
"We know perfectly well that we no longer count as human."
"It's precisely because we're no longer human that we can survive in this world."
"We're wanderers who can't find our way home, endlessly roaming this