For some reason, when Muli heard Kallen's answer, his heart suddenly lurched, and an icy chill rose from its depths.
It seemed that the captain beside him, who surpassed him in every respect, had become a different person. No, a strange change had come over his bearing, making Muli afraid.
Muli remembered what Kallen had told him earlier. Whatever happened next, he would act as though he had seen nothing and knew nothing, because Kallen had promised to keep him alive.
He, Muli Benda, wanted to live. One day, he would stand before his grandfather and uncles and tell them how foolish they had been to give up on him!
Muli drew a deep breath and raised his head as much as he could, glaring at the lion ahead.
Gaitenbert began to advance. Each fall of his broad paws carried a peculiar rhythm, setting off a series of resonances. Every step seemed to land on Muli's heart.
As the distance shrank, the pressure on Muli grew. Though the veins in his neck were already bulging, the binding Token within him forced him to lower his head again.
Damn it!
Muli roared furiously inside. Even if he had to give everything to the Order God Church, did it have to be in such a humiliating way?
In contrast to Muli's agitation, things on Kallen's side were quite the opposite. The giant three-headed python seemed somewhat puzzled. She had not approached him, instead circling in the distance.
This made Kallen a little impatient.
He knew it was because the Snake Scale within him had vanished. Funites could no longer sense the Token's influence inside him.
But at a time like this, he could not let his feelings show. He could only wait for the fish to bite, and Kallen firmly believed she