I can see while observing from the side that his MP is decreasing without performing any magic. Because my and Dy's magic power are useless… That's right!
Struck with an idea, I try dripping the beauty lotion I received from Ciel's father on his skin. Ah, for a moment, he twitched!
[Lend me that.]
When Dy flips over the bottle on Duirio, a little bit of warmth returned to the freezing cold fingers and the pale lips begin to redden.
The effect of the beauty lotion to recover magic that father worked on was really amazing!
The jamming spell that the assassin fired before, too, probably didn't work because of it.
We trusted on its effectiveness and waited for him to wake up. The long eyelashes tremble and we attentively watch his amethyst eyes to become visible.
Dy's lips tremble and with trembling voice, he called out.
[…Rio?]
[Nii… sa…] (TN: He wanted to say “Nii-san”)
[Rio!]
We certainly heard the hoarse voice. Dy is overcome with emotion and hugs his thin body.
[Rio, Rio… Y, your soul got connected to your body at last, Rio!]
[My soul… has always, been, here… that's why… Nii-san, pouring your magic power, for how many tens of years, to me… I remember.]