At the very moment the Hero’s sword leapt beyond space amid everyone’s screams—
Berserk spotted Deathbringer on the ground and immediately jumped down.
“Good grief, what an impatient woman.”
Misteltein grumbled briefly from behind her, but his words were quickly swallowed by the wind. Berserk descended dozens of meters in a single breath and landed with a thunderous crash.
“…What was that vibration just now?”
“Don’t tell me a demon?”
“Can’t you see the Vermilion Bird floating above our heads? Are you stupid?”
“No, I mean…….”
Unfortunately, the shockwave from her landing sent the beings on the ground into a different sort of panic. The confusion would have lasted longer if Deathbringer, with his excellent night vision, had not noticed them and raised a hand.
“Fighter Nari, you made it out safely after all.”
“Indeed. You look somewhat injured.”
“It’s nothin’ that serious.”
“What the hell are you talking about, asshole? You think busted ribs are nothing?”
“Tsk.”
Before Berserk could say anything to Deathbringer’s response, Meister flatly contradicted him.
Apparently unable to come up with a reply, Deathbringer fell silent, his chin puckering like a walnut. A few wispy strands of down were visible along that wrinkled chin where the light caught them.
“Take medicine.”
“I’m fine—”
“Do not put on pointless bravado.”
He really is young.
Thinking that, Berserk tossed him a stamina…