"What's that thing you just put on? Aren't you afraid it might bring some bad consequences?"
When Pororo woke up, he saw the Brass Arm on Alka's hand and could tell from Alka's expression that he had obviously put it on himself. Pororo couldn't help but speak from the side. "That thing fell off that enormous Evil Spirit just now! Even if it was purified by the Holy Fire, you shouldn't be so reckless."
Hearing Pororo's words, Alka looked up at him, smiling, and said, "You're awake. It's okay. The Holy Mother simply used my hand to purify it, transforming it back into a normal Holy Artifact. When I touched this Holy Artifact, I made an agreement with its previous owner. As long as I return it when I am able, I can use it."
Even though I don't get what he's saying, if there's no danger, then it's fine, Pororo thought.
"So what exactly is this thing?" Pororo asked curiously from the side.
