Everyone who came with me was unharmed. But one of my teammates pitied the one who caused the dungeon to appear in Pidgeonsblood. I see why he felt that way, but she was felled in the end.

[Potemkin is worried if Wander can continue to stay himself, with all of his idiosyncrasies, in this life that continuously demands for heavy burdens to be carried by the body and soul. He hopes that Wander's willpower is stronger than his was.

The feeling of mana flowing through their hands only empowers him on the hike, and with his breath caught up, Potemkin actually seems to be striding over the heavily carpeted ground better than before. He is happy to have Sion's company, despite how unexpectedly he came across it.]

I haven't needed to round the bulletin boards often, since I've found new employment. Have you heard of the Carnival Phantasm dining service? [Yes, that his his wording of a maid cafe.] Ms. von Einzbern has been kind enough to hire me as security.

[It's hard to ignore any advertisement with Gilgamesh's...special quality of loudness in it.]