“Adventurer……!”
She could see the Adventurer being driven into a corner on the far side of the universe.
Until a moment ago, there had at least been an exchange of attacks and defenses, but from a certain point onward, only the monster had been attacking.
And they weren’t even light jabs.
Each and every blow was heavy, pushing the Adventurer toward a dead end as though herding prey.
It was like watching a beast hunt.
“We have to help him at once… Kh.”
“You mustn’t push yourself.”
Daniel, who had awakened at some point, supported the Inquisitor.
Blood was streaming from her nose.
“You have a fever.”
“But… the Adventurer…….”
After using her strength until the very, very end, her temperature had risen and the mucous membrane inside her nose had ruptured, but that was all.
Compared to the Adventurer, who was risking his life fighting back, it could hardly even be called pain.
The Inquisitor stubbornly continued trying to stand.
“If you truly wish to be of help to him, what you need right now is not to overexert yourself, but to recover even a little more.”
But with Daniel putting it that way, the Inquisitor had no choice but to abandon her obsession.
Her staggering legs finally gave in, and she sat down to rest.
“Vermilion Bird, is there truly no way?”
[…Regrettably, even I have no further means available. We have no choice but to trust him.]
Meanwhile, the Vermilion Bird—despite having exhausted…