[Note: Sir, please let me explain! While I do occasionally take on jobs of sending spirits to the afterlife, this time I'm really not here to cremate you!]
"Thanks for your hard work, Silent Brother~"
Just as Motan's health points were on the verge of reaching zero, Mi Ka·Yuko's playful laughter suddenly came with that warm golden phantom flame. Although she, as a sun priest, was not a professional healer, she still managed to pull Motan's health back to 9% in an instant, saving him from the danger of sudden death.
Motan finally let out a sigh of relief, and his vision, which had been hazy, returned to clarity. He was about to say something when Mi Ka suddenly interrupted him as she ran over.
"Don't speak, smell me."
The girl, wearing a priest robe adorned with numerous patterns and with a delicate appearance, firmly ordered Motan.
"Huh?"
