135 – A touch lurks on the island (4)
The black wind carried the fallen Chester on its back and sped across the island.
If the speed was so fast, it really seemed like it was a ray of wind, just like his name.
Chester’s heart sounds weak. Even Black Wind, with little medical knowledge, could easily see that this was a big problem.
When the heart stops, life dies.
So the black wind ran and ran like crazy, running at an incredible speed, reaching from the bottom of the island to the top.
– Shaman! powwow! Come on, witch doctor! powwow!
The black wind arrived at the top and hurriedly searched for the shaman’s cave.
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Late at night, the shaman, who was training hard to gain spiritual enlightenment while looking at the small sun, was annoyed by the voice that disturbed him, but when the black wind brought Chester, who was in an unusual condition, he straightened up.
– Are these the new family members? What’s going on?
– I do not know. I went to give the grace of the top, and it turned out like this.
– You visited me tonight? Would you normally sleep?
– Wouldn’t it be nice to give it quickly?
– An ignorant and inconsiderate bastard.
But this time, his ignorant and thoughtless behavior was of great help.
The shaman confirmed that Chester’s breath was fading, nodded, and called for his apprentice.
– Bring grace.
The disciple nodded at the shaman’s words and went into the lake, which glowed softly even though it was late at night.
– Are you okay?
When the black wind asked with an anxious expression, the shaman who was watching Chester said,
– I don’t know what will happen since it’s not the same life as us, but according to what you said, Black Wind, you said that you were healed in a lake where a part of grace dwells, right?
– Yes. I went there to heal my injured body.
– Then it will be. clearly.
Moments later, when the apprentice brought the ore, the shaman took it and nailed it to Chester’s chest.
– There are no visible wounds… … .
The shaman, who tore through Chester’s chest with his sharpened claws, frowned at the black, dead blood gushing out.
– It’s really small. smaller than our babies.
However, even though he seemed to be dying soon, his heart was clearly beating.
They are struggling desperately to continue their lives somehow, even for a minute or a second.
Chester himself was also resisting death, gritting his teeth in a state of fainting.
The sorcerer, who dipped his hand into the wound in his chest and smeared it with blood, began to paint all sorts of magical pictures on his body with Chester’s blood.
After drawing the picture from head to toe, as quickly as possible, squeeze the grace of the top in your hand and crush it, press it strongly with both palms, and rub it into powder.
Then, he began to carefully pour the powder into the wound he had made in Chester’s chest.
The powder that flowed in began to enter the wounds of the broken ribs, and entered the heart through the blood vessels and began to circulate fiercely throughout the body with the heartbeat.
– … … Why are you doing this?
However, it was a strange sight to the black wind.
Usually, after performing this spell, the wound would heal in an instant, but Chester didn’t show much reaction.
– Life has weakened, so it is only natural that it will take a long time.
– We can heal wounds like this quickly, don’t we?
– It’s only natural that our lives and their lives are different in size.
The sorcerer quietly began to recite incantations, and the disciple and the black wind sat around Chester and recited incantations.
Of course, it didn’t really have any mystical effect.
Witchcraft is like a religion that people believe in, and it is only a device that helps to stabilize and elevate the spirit through a kind of ritual called ‘spiritual communion with the ancestors’.
“… … ah… !”
The grace of the top, which entered Chester’s heart and moved around his body, did his job diligently.
The people at the top are unaware of this grace they receive. Since we did not approach, analyze and study scientifically, we only know about the approximate effect.
The visible power of grace at the top is the speedy healing of wounds. Chester as well as the people at the top know only this effect.
The essential power of grace at the top is to heal life.
For example, if there are cancer cells in the body, they get rid of them. For example, if a cell is dying due to aging, it is restored to a young age.
If the joint is damaged and cannot be restored, it is returned to a lively and resilient joint, and if the height that should have grown normally for some reason did not grow properly, it is grown properly.
As an additional effect of this, there is a noticeable effect that the wound is healed.
The abnormal physical abilities, huge physiques, and healthy constitutions of people at the top all come from there.
However, Chester is not like that.
He grew up in poverty as a child, and when he grew up, he had to go to a butler’s academy and receive a rigorous education.
He was born so healthy that he grew up to be stronger than the average person, but looking inside, Chester had to kill the physical qualities that were supposed to bloom before he could bloom.
Chester is dying now.
However, the grace of the top was correcting Chester’s body from the inside into the correct form before ‘something like that’.
– … … Bring more grace from the top.
And, the shaman who had been using the grace of the top to heal his family for a long time intuitively realized that this wasn’t enough.
The disciple went back and forth between the lake and the shaman’s cave several times, carrying the grace of the top, and each time the shaman put the grace of the top into the Chester.
Germs enter through open wounds and attack the body. However, the grace of the top heals it instantly.
weakened immune system. twisted joints. Decreased vision and hearing. The burden on the body caused by psychological stress, etc.
There are many places to fix. At least Chester belonged to the axis with very few parts to fix.
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Life as a butler, the death of parents, and the psychological stress of having Monia taken away were serious, but other than that, there are fewer places to fix than normal people.
Grace of the top, who had completely healed herself, began to heal Chester’s injury one last time.
It attaches broken bones, fills up torn blood vessels, repairs damaged muscles, and covers the wounds with green new flesh and skin.
It took a really long, long time to get there.
Chester, who was moved to the top of the night and began to receive treatment through witchcraft, woke up when the sun rose once, the moon rose once, and the sun rose again.
“Common sense.”
Chester, who had lost his mind and regained consciousness in the middle and noticed the change in his body, was dumbfounded and said involuntarily.
“Isn’t it the first thing to treat wounds… … .”
Chester quietly opened his eyes, barely speaking in a thin, trembling voice, like a newborn child crying and struggling to breathe.
Tremendous fatigue came to the body that had changed in an instant, but Chester’s body, which was completely healed by the grace of the top, was blown away in an instant.
The heart races. It runs strong as if it will burst, and it runs with more force and heaviness.
In line with the beating of the heart, the blood circulated rapidly throughout the body, melting the grace of the top that was still in the body and beginning to move it here and there, to each cell.
Since Chester’s body was completely repaired and there was no place to touch it, the remaining grace of the top began to work on the mental part.
The moment when Chester’s spirit is at its healthiest. The moment when you become the strongest.
Naturally, some skin cells begin to change. Like creatures that glow on their own in the deep sea, subtle blue tattoos began to appear on Chester’s skin.
“… … .”
It was something Chester was very familiar with.
Sometimes with soil, sometimes with the blood of a hunted creature, sometimes with juice made by crushing anything nearby.
A ritual to uplift the spirit and awaken the strong warrior within.
wow paint
It was as if the war paint, made of light that floated on his body, whispered to him to fight.
Fight. Fight. Fight.
The fear of almost losing a woman. A sense of shame toward himself for not being able to protect a woman. Hatred for almost making a woman sacrifice her own life.
After all the negative emotions are smashed, a feeling of endless upliftment and excitement rushes from the depths of the heart.
The weak and negative mind is blown away, and only the positive and strong mind rises.
‘Is this also the grace effect of the top?’
Chester thought about that, then turned his head to one side.
“… … !”
I could see Monia, who had cried so much while receiving the witchcraft that she couldn’t even hear her voice anymore, and she didn’t even have the stamina left to approach her.
Chester approached Monia with a smile and hugged her vigorously.
“Sorry. for causing concern.”
“Jess… Nahe… hehehehe… … !”
I knew what you were talking about.
Monia interfered, so he couldn’t escape, so he fought Urgo and almost died. Monia kept apologizing and apologizing to Chester.
“no.”
Monia saved a life that could have died. That was right.
In that situation, he would have had to fight without being able to escape from Urgo in the first place, but judging from Urgo’s actions, he would have killed Chester without Monia.
He hesitated to kill Chester because Monia was there, and because Monia wanted to sacrifice herself, he stopped killing and returned to the ship.
“Thank you very much. For being by my side.”
However, Chester’s words did not underlie any such calculation.
I couldn’t even think of such a thing, I just loved Monia and was infinitely lovable, so right after I said thank you, I kissed her without realizing it.
After exchanging a kiss like a beast full of passion with their tongues and saliva sticky, Chester lifted Monia, who fell asleep in relief, like a princess, and looked at the benefactors who saved her.
After first thanking the black wind and the shaman, Chester said to the black wind.
– Brother, won’t you help me?
– What’s going on?
– revenge. Revenge for touching my woman.
The expression of the black wind, which had guessed something had happened from the fact that Chester was seriously injured and that there was a huge object he had never seen before in the nearby sea, became serious.
– i get it. I will help you, brother.
As the black wind spoke, the little old man who had come into the shaman’s cave and watched the work in the process of healing Chester spoke.
– I will attach three baby warriors.
– Little old man.
– Let me know what it means to touch my family.
– I get it.
It was a time for the ruling tribe, who had ruled the island for a long time, to reveal themselves to the invaders who had dared to enter the island and touch their families.