‘I might die.’

Eugene truly thought so from the bottom of his heart. Molon’s chest muscles were tightly inflated, and they just so happened to press down on Eugene’s airway. Eugene struggled to escape, but the force that held him in place was beyond his imagination. Molon’s arms were wrapped around Eugene’s back, and it restricted Eugene to the point he couldn’t raise his head. Slowly but surely, Eugene’s body slowly molded into the shape that fit into Molon’s muscles.

‘I… I’m going to die….’

Not to mention that he couldn’t breathe, the force that weighed down on him was too strong…. Eugene started to convulse, and his mind began to dim, but even at that moment, Molon continued to cry out Hamel’s name.

Eugene’s head felt hot and damp. It was because of the thick, gooey tears flowing down onto Eugene’s head.

[Kristina, if this goes on, Hamel might really die,] said Anise. She could no longer stand idly as life withered from Eugene. [Do you think you can really stop him with your skinny hands? Kristina, the flail hanging on your waist looks like the perfect tool to smack that idiot’s head. Don’t worry. Even if you swing the flail with all your might, it won’t even leave a scratch on that blockhead.]

‘But sister, how could I be so disrespectful to him when it’s my first time seeing him…?’

[Look, Kristina. Hamel is about to die!] Anise exclaimed urgently.

Kristina made up her mind at Anise’s urgent words. She unfurled her robes before drawing the flail, which had been fixed to her waist and thigh. After whirling the weight at the end of the chain once in the air, she directed it to Molon’s head.

Thuck!

The impact of adamantium meeting flesh was an unsettling collision, but the resulting sound that echoed in the air was incongruous with the reality of the situation. Kristina felt slightly nervous after delivering the blow, but contrary to her expectations, she was shocked to see not even a single scratch left on Molon’s forehead, let alone a drop of blood.

“Huh?”

Even so, the attack produced the desired effect. Molon came to his senses and turned his tearful eyes toward Kristina.

“Ohhhh!” cried Molon once more while shedding tears once more. His arms opened wide, and Eugene’s limp body fell to the ground. After walking past Eugene’s sprawling figure, Molon approached Kristina.

“Ah…. Hello, Sir Molon Ruhr. I am,” started Kristina.

“Kristina Rogeris! You really look just like Anise. I wasn’t able to greet you properly the last time because of the situation,” said Molon.

“Ah…. Yes,” responded Kristina while staring at Molon’s broad chest with fear in her eyes. When...