“Vandread…he won’t die that easily. Trust me–he’s still there,” he said.

The utter belief in these words lacked any trace of a lie or exaggeration, causing the fluffy, red tail sprouting behind the tan-skinned man’s back to wag.

“Interesting. You’re a magic man, aren’t you?” Alekkai asked.

“A mage, yes.”

“Are you a capable warrior?” Alekkai asked further.

“…I’d like to think so,” he nodded.

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