Danmachi: Voyager of Worlds Ability

[19] : The Weight of Battle: Mika's Journey to LV2

"Mika, are you okay?"

Rushing to Mika's side, Airmid and Mellie anxiously looked at his left shoulder, concerned about his injury.

"No problem, the bleeding has stopped."

Mika felt a warm sensation from Airmid and Mellie's concern. Smiling gently, he waved his hand.

"How can that be? I clearly saw your left shoulder get pierced!"

Airmid looked disbelieving.

On the other hand, Mellie seemed to have an epiphany and then lightly knocked on Airmid's head with a playful smile.

"Hey, Airmid, this is the effect of your magic, isn't it? How can you not know?"

"My magic effect?"

Airmid was stunned for a moment, then quickly lowered her head in embarrassment when she realized it.

Seeing this, Mika and Mellie both chuckled.

Airmid's healing magic had a continuous protection effect. Once it was applied to someone, it would keep healing them for a while. The previous battle seemed long but ended quickly. Even now, Airmid's magic was still working, though its effect had diminished.

Mika's smile lasted only a moment before his expression turned serious.

"Now is not the time to relax."

Mika said in a heavy tone, "Mellie, go guard the entrance outside the passage. Prevent anyone from entering here. If you encounter any passersby, tell them we're using bait."

"Got it!"

Understanding the importance of the task, Mellie immediately ran towards the passage.

"Airmid, let's clean up the battlefield quickly. Apart from the phali and magic stones, we can keep other equipment with indistinct features. Everything else will be destroyed."

"Understood!"

Airmid responded crisply but kept glancing at Mika's wound.

Seeing this, Mika reached out and gently patted her head, then spoke softly, "Don't worry. Thanks to you, the wound has stopped bleeding. It just needs a little more healing, which isn't urgent and can wait."

"Okay!"

Airmid nodded slightly and then ran towards the three fallen individuals to complete the task quickly.

Mika shook his head and walked briskly towards where the other four had fallen.

After a search, Mika and Airmid sorted the items that could be kept.

"Huh, are we keeping the shield too?"

Airmid looked surprised at the conspicuous shield among the items.

According to Mika, weapons and armor weren't to be kept.

"It doesn't matter. I saw them take it out from their packs earlier. It should be a concealed weapon."

"Just like we don't dare to use first-level weapons casually in the lower floors, these guys also don't dare to show off this custom-made high-grade second-level shield. After all, no one knows the danger of such behavior better than they do."

Airmid understood.

"You handle this side and pack it in our bag. I'll deal with the bodies."

Piling the seven bodies together, Mika extended his palm towards them.

"Burn, O Fiery Wheel!"

Scorching flames erupted from Mika's palm, quickly engulfing the bodies.

Watching the bodies burn, Mika felt a sense of discomfort. As the adrenaline of battle faded, normal emotions returned, and a sense of guilt surfaced in his heart.