Chapter 65 – If a mistake in speech is repeated, it becomes a habit.
I have long since forgotten the attitude I had when I held the Second Holy Sword in my hand.
It is not a matter to think about very deeply.
I was simply inspired by the role play I did on my own, imitating the hero, following the footsteps of the two heroes who were my idols.
Even when the party members died in the snowy field, I was just a warrior in disguise.
One died. I decided to think it was an honorable death.
Two people died. It was my mistake. Teleport coordinate mistake. I made a ridiculously stupid mistake and hit my head on the ground without saying a word. I lost consciousness when the skin covering my forehead was crushed and my white skull was visible through the blood.
Three died. It was one night. It was when I fell asleep. There was a short, one-word scream. When I opened my eyes, I saw that one of the party members who had been on watch had been torn off his shoulder. I saw the head of a monster running away in the distance and its head rolling away from its mouth.
Four people died. He died instantly with a dagger stuck in his heart. It was suicide. Not long ago, I heard a sobbing sound, and that must have been a warning sign. Without saying a word, ashes were sprinkled over the corpse. It was the funeral we had promised.
And,
“This is magic I created myself.”
Blood flows.
The warm blood that protected me until the end flows.
“I’ll give it to you. “The last gift I give you.”
“……………….”
“Don’t make that face. This magic. Because I haven’t even finished it yet. I’m leaving it to you… “
“……………….”
“… Ha, you complete it. “That is my last wish.”
She sighed,
“I’m sorry.”
And,
“I’m so sorry.”
I can barely, barely, continue to breathe with my dying voice,
***
Nausea comes over me. The brain begins to glow dizzyingly, as if it were going to turn off. Chills and cold sweat. I felt like my whole body was turning upside down.
It’s been a long time. Ever since my magical powers were sealed, I have never even had to test my limits to this extent.
For a wizard, lack of magic power is like a symbol of foolishness. There is no more certain method of suicide in the world than casting magic that exceeds one’s limits.
Using the signature, the monsters were attracted. It is a magic that uses the wind as a blade, but at this scale, the edge of the blade is bound to become dull. As the wind tightened along the edge where the monsters were gathered, they began to rush toward a single point as if pulled by a rope.
The midnight sun of the full moon swept over him.
A distant halo of light. As soon as a speckless cloud of light fell, the sound stopped.
The front becomes white and the brain tries hard to block all senses.
“… Cough!”
Teleport stocks until it reaches its limit.
Split the second hand into countless pieces.
A moment becomes forever. So much so that my brain is on fire. Enter all possible information.
The moment I calculated back the moment when I would recover enough magic power to cast teleportation.
“……… Uh?”
The center covered by the midnight sun. The violent force of that pure magic soared beyond recognition.
Even as all the monsters evaporate, the image of only one monster remains.
Does this mean that you can receive Manwol’s signature with your bare body?
At that unacceptable sight, I instinctively continued the calculation of teleportation while staring at the monster in fascination.
He has a skinny body and is about half the height of an adult man. The skin must have been so pale that the blood vessels were visible. I don’t know where I picked it up, but I’m dragging an old iron sword.
Just then, the teleportation is completed. I had no choice but to cast it before the magic flowed back. Along with the sensation of flooding your entire body, your vision instantly reverses.
“Cough! Cough! Ah… Seed… “
I barely swallowed my cursing. After spitting out the blood that had accumulated in his mouth several times, he put his head down on the ground.
There was a gentle hand that accepted my body.
“Master!!”
“Ha… hahahaha… Looks like you guys managed to avoid it somehow….”
“Come to your senses, master! Ugh, I… I can’t survive! There suddenly… What if I run to the center? Do you want to make me a widow? Are you satisfied with that? Really? Really?”
“To Undine… Don’t shake it… It hurts… it hurts… “
My whole body is shaking.
Holding on to one’s spirit is also a limitation.
“That monster…… “What should I do, brother?”
The undine suddenly asked, pointing somewhere. At the tip of her finger, a monster that had just recently survived in the middle of the midnight sun was creeping away.
“Let’s not chase now. There are hundreds of monsters that survive outside the area of influence. That comes first. “We also have to kill the monsters that survived after being buried in the ground.”
Ignis spoke calmly.
Even though they were gathered to the center like that, there are still hundreds left?
Anyway, I felt fortunate to have Ignis and Undine.
“… I don’t know. The rest… You two… Take care of it…”
I fainted peacefully.
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It was no secret that the undine’s weeping scream of “Hkkkkkkkk!” Followed.
***
I can’t even guess how long I was asleep. I had a long dream. What kind of dream was it? It must not have been a very pleasant dream. Whatever it was, I’m glad I didn’t remember it.
Anyway, the important thing is that when I came to my senses, my body already felt so heavy that it was difficult to lift a finger.
Just when it became difficult to move my eyelids, I immediately relaxed my body and surrendered myself to the soft bed.
Of course, there was no impure intention.
However, there was a pretense of popularity.
I became convinced that someone was looking down at my bedside. I can feel your gaze. Ah, it’s still watching me now.
Is it a ghost? Are you a ghost? What if I open my eyes and see a long-haired ghost looking down at me silently?
I’m scared of ghosts, ghosts… …. Next to snakes, I hate them.
It was no secret that I almost fainted when I suddenly heard a familiar voice.
“Miss Cecilia, have you finished your assignment~♪”
“Yes. It’s done.”
“What about review?”
“It’s over.”
“There’s still next class left, right?”
“It’s okay.”
“It can’t be okay. “It’s good that the inflammation has cleared up, but there’s no point in staying here guarding Professor Neferna all day~♩”
“…… Then… “I’ll come back after dinner.”
“I do. “I think Miss Undine will be here around then.”
The relaxed and cozy tone belongs to Professor Aegis. I don’t know why, but it seems like he was in the same room as Cecilia.
Cecilia seemed to hesitate and reluctantly leave the room.
Knock, boom. The sound of the door closing follows.
… Now that I think about it, I feel like Cecilia’s voice has become more mature….
Could Cecilia close the door so naturally? There have been a few times lately when she has lifted up a child who was jumping around because her hand couldn’t reach the doorknob.
If not, then… I have a lot of inflammation…
“You can stop pretending to sleep now~♪ Professor Neferna~♪”
“………….”
“Oh my gosh, do you plan to keep doing that?”
“……… ….”
“You think I’m passing it on ~ I’m gulping down her drool? Hmm, let’s see~♪”
Professor Aegis’s thin fingers came up to Mokuldae. Why was his hand so cold? I almost flinched the moment I touched it.
She clapped her hands and waited patiently. Now that she’s conscious, her mouth starts watering. She couldn’t confidently say that she didn’t mean it to be perverted, but it was true that she gulped reflexively.
“Wiggle, wiggle~”
What kind of joke is this? . To put it bluntly, it would be nothing more than skinship, with just one finger touching her. Until now, I had thought that the neck was not a sensitive area to touch, but when I touched even the tip of my finger, I felt embarrassed and the tickling gave me a strange feeling that made me confident that I could not endure it any longer.
‘I can’t take it anymore.’
I took a deep breath and opened my eyes.
I lifted my upper body as naturally as possible.
I mechanically looked around. This is a ward. This is a hospitalization room located within the medical department. Having lived in Ran’s hospital room for a few days around the time of the Eunwol Festival incident, I could recognize it just by looking at the ceiling.
“Wow, I slept well… ….”
I raised my arms high and stretched them out with a shamelessly pathetic act.
“You’ve been sleeping for a long time, Professor Neferna.”
I see. I was planning to reply lightly, but I couldn’t.
Just then the door creaked open.
I was watching closely to see if Cecilia, who had left earlier, had returned, but the person who actually appeared was Freya with platinum-blonde hair.
Why is Freya here? Without any chance of resolving my doubts, she opened her mouth.
“Ah, Professor Aegis was there. Come on in and take a rest. You must be tired, but……………… “
She stopped mid-sentence, frozen.
It was the moment our eyes met.
I guess it was because he saw me waking up… Somehow, the reaction was strangely strange. At least it won’t be the look on your face when you see someone who has been sleeping comfortably for a day or two.
“Uh… ? You… Eugene?”
Actually, what I was most worried about was meeting Freya.
‘Where am I? Who am I?’ I had no intention of wasting time with such a heartless war of words.
However, it was a certain fact that there was no memory immediately after the midnight sun of the full moon fell. I can only vaguely picture Undine and Ignis starting to clean up after themselves.
It wasn’t my intention, but I headed to the snowy field without giving any warning to the people at the academy. I think many people were probably surprised to see me unconscious and hanging on Ignis’ shoulder.
Especially in this regard, it was not strange to hear harsh nagging from Freya, who was strict.
Sure enough, Freya glided towards me.
I thought she was going to slap me like last time, but her tone gave no indication of that at all. Rather, she started examining me, pressing her face close to me with her face full of worry.
“Are you awake? Are you in any pain? Where is it uncomfortable? Is your head okay? I’m hungry. I was in bed for fifteen days. Oh, how do you remember? “It’s not confusing, is it?”
“…… Uh?”
What should I do? As I got closer, I was at a loss as to what to say first.
Should I tell the truth that there seems to be nothing wrong other than being a little tired? You don’t know if you’ll be nagging for hours right away.
“……… …..”
“……… ….”
It is something that cannot be helped. The time to show weakness has finally come. I decided to look as pitiful as possible. The idea is to use sympathy. Freya especially, because she used to be insensitive to those who were weaker than her.
First of all, the most effective way would be to express the fact that ‘I am a patient.’
The worries did not last long.
The acting was natural.
“I… however… “
“Yes, tell me.”
“I… My memory is a little confusing… I wonder who you are…….”
“……………….”
“……………….”
“……………….”
“hahahaha, Eugene… What’s wrong, really… Don’t be scary… Joking…”
“……………….”
“……………….”
“……………………… What? ……… Uh? Huh? Yu, Eugene… ?”
…… Isn’t this it?