837 Silly child (1/2)

Kungo was in tremendous pain.

He felt as if his body was being dissolved by the hottest magma which slowly drew away parts of himself. His consciousness became hazy, feeling like a candle fire being buffeted by the wind. He felt as if his light would go out at any moment.

He wanted to shout or scream out loudly, but was unable to make a sound.

The darkness of death surrounded him. The extreme heat brought along the deepest coldness.

'No… I can't die…

'I need to live… I must live…'

Kungo used his strong will to support his own existence. He tolerated, withstood, and prayed…

'Master… Please wake up… Wake up…'

Kungo had no idea how much time passed. He no longer possessed a concrete sensation of the passage of time.

The loyal samurai used everything he had to resist. However, death still irresistibly approached him.

He was being consumed; he was decreasing in existence until the very limit. If he reached the limit, his existence would end.

But right before he reached his limit, he heard a sigh from somewhere.

”Silly child…”

...

”He can't take it for any longer,” Yomi told Seiji in the middle of the spell.

Seiji furrowed his eyebrows deeply while looking at the spell formation before him.

Sayaka Tendo's remnant soul hadn't responded.

It would seem that the spell had failed… Kungo had sacrificed so much of himself for nothing.

But just as Seiji was thinking this, the purple soul orb in the spell formation suddenly flashed!

There was a reaction after all!? Seiji instantly widened his eyes in surprise.

He then heard a faint female voice saying, ”Stop… hurry and stop…”

Stop the spell!

Seiji immediately stopped the spell that used part of Kungo to revitalize Sayaka's soul. Yomi then assisted him with the fine details, protecting Kungo's life.

This wasn't easy. Seiji constantly sweated as he worked on the spell.

The former dark red humanoid spiritual figure was now a chaotic and hazy ball of black light. It seemed as if Kungo was about to completely collapse from existence! Seiji did his very best to help maintain and resculpt Kungo's form. Seiji felt as if he was slowly pulling out someone who had sunk deep into a quagmire. This was incredibly heavy and difficult.

”Kungo, she's awake! Your master has woken up! You've succeeded! Now, it's your turn! Don't die!” Seiji couldn't help but shout out.

Someone who sacrificed so much deserved to get something in return.

Even though Kungo couldn't really be called one of Seiji's companions, Seiji still truly hoped that Kungo's courageous sacrifice would result in a good ending.

'Live, loyal warrior!'

As if Seiji's will had been transmitted successfully, the black light stopped collapsing, and slowly reformed itself.

”Mas… ter…” Kungo's dark red figure spoke weakly. He was now significantly smaller than before, going from the size of adult to child.

”Silly child…” The purple figure reached out her hand, and gently caressed the dark red figure's head. ”Why would you do such a thing…”

Kungo didn't say anything else. It was evident that he had used up all of his strength as he weakly collapsed on the ground.

”Truly a miracle.” Yomi sighed. ”He still didn't fade from existence despite all this… I can only describe it as a miracle.”

Seiji felt the same way. Kungo's current condition seemed just like a human who had still managed to survive despite losing half of his body. It was Kungo's incomparably powerful will to survive that had created such a miracle!

Although he had collapsed due to a lack of energy, it wasn't so serious anymore. He would recover as time passed.

What was important right now was...

”Sayaka Tendo-san… is that right?” Seiji asked the purple figure.

Only after the purple figure confirmed that Kungo was alright did she glance at the Yin Yang Master before her.

”What do you want?” she spoke quite bluntly.