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We reunited with the surviving hero disciples.
Unsurprisingly, they looked like wrecks—as if they’d spent three days rummaging through a garbage dump. Yet instead of reeking of filth, they carried the metallic tang of blood and the sour sting of sweat.
"Charon," someone called out.
"So, here you are, Zeros," Charon replied.
It was Zeros Silver, the one who usually stuck by Charon's side. He was the linchpin of Charon's point-making scheme, smuggling in outside goods and selling them to the other hero disciples.
"Where is Shinba?" Charon asked.
"No idea. But he’s a tough bastard—probably still alive," Zeros replied.
"I see," Charon murmured.
While they spoke, Evan examined Charis’ wounds.
"Evan?" Charis muttered.
"Yes. It's me."
"This is a damn hallucination. Shouldn't I be seeing a stunning beauty if I'm about to kick the bucket?" Charis whined.
From what I saw, the wound wasn’t fatal, but leaving it untreated would be dangerous.
Evan glanced up, noticing my presence. I gave a slight nod and handed him the potion Charles...
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