Back then, when he was still three years old, he hadn’t known what Luciliano’s face looked like. Even if he did, Luciliano now had hollow cheeks and a freely-growing beard. If Gopher and the others hadn’t told him that there was a former human adventurer among the slaves, he wouldn’t have noticed Luciliano at all.

“So, why are you here?” Vandalieu asked one more time, as Luciliano hadn’t answered him the first time… but there was still no response.

Rather than deliberately staying silent, it seemed that he had fainted.

Eleanora quietly raised her foot.

“Eleanora, he looks like he will break if you step on him, so let’s not do that,” said Vandalieu.

“Yes, Vandalieu-sama.”
Still being held in Eleanora’s arms, Vandalieu secreted some restorative medicine from his claws and used Telekinesis to apply it to Luciliano’s face. The moment he did so, Luciliano sprang up like a spring-loaded toy… but he was still bound, so he lost his balance and fell to the ground once more.

“Kahah?! Hah! W-wait, please don’t kill me! Even if you do kill me, please let me die in comfort! Also, let me have one final meal!”