Damn it.
She swallowed the bun. “Yeah. That’s me. Yuusha Milia. Let’s go kill a demon king or whatever.” General: “You bear the holy mark. Why do you fight without joy, Hero?” yuusha milia
“Your light is dying.”
Milia chewed slowly. Then she turned to the small boy beside her — the one she’d saved from a slime an hour ago. His hopeful eyes were already watering. Damn it