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"Argh!" Caron coughed up blood and collapsed to the floor. Above his head, someone let out a mocking chuckle.
"So this is all the so-called Warrior amounts to now?" Seria asked.
"W–Wait… If you hit an injured spot like that with your hand… Of course I'll cough blood… You're not even human—" Caron began.
"You're not human either; you're just a beast. Honestly. Do you think I'm some kind of walking healing potion? Go drink yourself to death for all I care. Leo, let's leave this idiot hero and go," Seria interrupted.
"Ah… Yeah. Caron, get some rest," Leo said.
The violent Grand Saintess, Seria, smacked Caron on the back once more and left the infirmary. Only four people remained in the room now.
When the saintess was gone, a woman who had been watching the scene with amusement chuckled.
"That's not the Seria I remember. She's become a completely different person," Beatrice remarked.
"Did madness get mixed into her holy power?" Caron murmured.
"That's all your fault," Beatrice said.
"Don't tell me… The dark mana of Slaughter flowing in my body has tainted Seria's mind. No, wait—more likely, it's just because Guillotine is a demonic sword—" Caron began, but was cut off by Guillotine.
"Owner, shut it. My mana couldn't possibly pierce Seria's mental defenses," Guillotine...
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