I chuckled to myself even in my final moments… or so I thought.
The hands and feet that pressured my maids suddenly started to fall apart, lightening the weight that made the maids' legs shake.
And once the pieces of the limbs started to fall apart, upon hitting the ground, they instantly turned into dust, making my maids breathe a sigh of relief.
They were gone. The limbs had disappeared, but I was in a fatal state.
[HP: 1/700 MP: 0/500 SP: 12/500]
Shit… I survived, but I'm actually going to bleed to death? How unfortunate…
[Day 76]
[21900 XP gained]
[You have leveled up (x4)]
I'm alive?
Sitting up, I see my maids preparing some more gargoyle soup and neatly folding my clothes right next to them.
[HP: 598/700 MP: 381/500 SP: 395/500]
"How am I still alive?" I mutter to myself, but it seems my maids heard me as they snap their heads in my direction and immediately dash over to me.
