“You son of a bitch. Everyone’s worried about you, so why are you freaking out like that? Why should I cry because of you?” Sienna shouted before kicking Hamel. She hoped that Hamel would fall over. Then she could prove that he was broken, that he couldn’t even withstand her kick.

Just stay here. We’ll definitely come back, so believe in us and pray for us. That’s all she wanted.

“Don’t talk nonsense, Sienna.” However, Hamel did not fall. He did not even falter. Rather, he took large strides toward Sienna before grabbing her shoulders. “Do you think you can kill the Demon King of Incarceration without me? Who’s going to buy us time without me? Who’s going to keep Molon in check without me? Who’s going to stand in front of Anise? Without me, who will fight by Vermouth’s side?”

“Don’t be stubborn, Hamel…! You know best that it’s impossible for you right now!” shouted Sienna.

“Yeah, I know my body well. I know where you’re coming from. I know that I’m becoming a cripple. Even so, I can fight. I won’t be able to fight any longer one day, but today’s not that day. You want me to wait here after letting you go on?” Hamel scoffed before letting go of her shoulders. “I— Do you really think that’s going to work? Sienna, Anise, Vermouth. You guys know me. I…. Do you think I’m going to accept that? I’m going to be a burden? So what? If I start holding you back, leave me behind. Fuck, I’ll crawl after you if I have to.”

“…Hamel.” Vermouth gave a long sigh.

Hamel passed Sienna, and she instinctively reached out to take him by the wrist. Instead, he brushed her hand away roughly, causing her...