Li leisurely roasted the meat. Although he claimed not to care about Timaria at all, having a beautiful woman camp out in the wilderness with him was rather interesting. As for the two apostles, Saga and Mu, Li was not worried about them in the slightest. He had told Timaria that he had been using anti-detection magic against the magical device tracking his location, but in truth, he had long since placed magical marks on Saga. Judging by those marks, the two had only fled about two hundred kilometers so far. Of course, for ordinary people, that distance could already be called a desperate flight, but for those two apostles, even in their severely injured state, it should have been impossible.
Then there was only one explanation: the two of them had reached their limits.
When they had delivered that fatal blow to Index, their bodies had clearly already been pushed to the limit.
Li glanced at the sky. Although he had agreed to serve Timaria's family, it had really been nothing more than an offhand joke. If they truly wanted him for his schemes, there was no need for it. A great family of their caliber would never lack strategists. If they wanted his combat strength, that was somewhat more plausible. But he could not possibly go around being someone else's hired thug, could he? That would be looking down on Li too much.
He truly could not understand why Michelangelo and Timaria wanted to recruit him. When the time came, he could simply deny having agreed.
After roasting the rabbit, Li took out a short sword. It had belonged to one of the Church pursuers, and it was exceptionally sharp. He used it to cut the roasted rabbit into portions that were just the right size to eat.