Taming The Villainesses chapter 440

(EP.440)#1

440 – Heredity #1

Shh.

Saint Friga’s hand caresses the little half-elf’s cheek or forehead.

The child’s face, which had been grimacing, loosened slightly, perhaps because the hand was quite cool.

I was relieved a little because I knew well that cool hands in the middle of a fever are pretty cool and pleasant.

swish.

The hand that was stroking the small child’s forehead and cheek stopped standing tall. Saint Friga gave a light diagnosis by tying her frizzy hair back.

“You are ill. It is a disease that occurs because this child’s small body cannot keep up with the growth of the magical power that grows inside. It’s called red fever. It’s a disease that turns the whole body red… .”

red fever (紅熱病).

It is an intuitive disease.

According to Friga, the child’s illness is quite common.

Everyone in this world is born with a certain amount of red mana, so there are some people who suffer from that mana.

“It’s a particularly common disease in Angmar.”

If it is a common disease, wouldn’t the cure method be already known in detail?

Just as I had such a question, Trish, the mother of the child, also seemed to have the same question.

While making a face that she did not trust Saint Friga, who had just attacked us, Trish the nymph asked Friga as if she were watching a rope descending from the sky.

“Then, how can we cure this red fever… ?”

—Dori-dori.

Friga shakes her head.

“No. It can only be delayed. For example, it causes the blood vessels and circuits in the body through which magical energy flows, to temporarily stop the flow of magic.”

Build the magic circuit… .

Something suddenly came to mind.

“It looks like they are using something like a palagas bale.”

Pallagas’ Redeemer.

Originally, this body had its circuit sealed so that it could not use magic power. I was only able to cure the condition by getting an antidote from the pharmacist Kalira in the underground market.

Friga nodded her head.

“I know you well, Sir Tae-oh. I sealed the magic circuit. When the body has grown to a certain extent, it is liberated again so that it can receive magical powers.”

It’s the same way I’ve been through. It seemed to understand why the magic circuits in my body were broken. It was to save the young half-elf.

But the nymph Trish shook her head.

“If it’s a magic circuit, it’s already been sealed a long time ago. Still, the child’s condition never improved. What should I do in this case?”

It seemed that the circuit of the young half-elf had already been sealed with red ash. It must have been proof that her brown hair resembling her mother was growing.

When the magical seal is broken, red hairs like mine will gradually grow. Right now, my hair has red spots like a small maple leaf on the top of my head.

I heard that it was a sign that the sealed magical power was released. It’s like following the color of the red magic that runs through my body.

“… … .”

Friga shut her mouth. Perhaps he is immersed in something, he closes his mysterious cosmic-colored eyes and falls into silence.

At that moment, Narmi raised her hand and slapped the saint on the back with her palm.

match-!

“Don’t be silly, say it quickly!”

“… … .”

But this time, Friga also just kept her mouth shut. I realized that she was the kind of person who shuts her mouth when she’s going to lie.

I said.

“… There is no cure.”

slur.

The eyes of a saint that opened thinly.

“… Yes. It is said that geniuses and beautiful people shine brightly. Too much talent and talent can become a curse that gnaws at life.”

“curse… .”

“That child was born with the qualities of a wizard that is superior to anyone I have ever seen. But, it won’t grow like that. because. I will die before I turn ten.”

That was then.

pod-.

Elgar, who was quietly listening to the story, grabbed the saint by the collar and lifted it up.

“You, man! What are you talking about now? To die before the age of ten! You know how absurd that is! Even if you don’t tell me, you wouldn’t know!”

“… … .”

At Elgar’s words, the cosmic eyes of the saint appeared and looked at the small child in turn. She soon closed her eyes and said, “… I don’t even know anymore.” He blurs his words vaguely.

The heart of the saint was also understood.

A saint who sees everything with the eyes of her heart would have already figured out that me and that little half-elf were the same person.

However, the child I expected to live to be only ten years old is alive and well beyond that. There must be a sense of disparity in that fact.

I was the result of ‘something’.

For example, this is how it feels.

「Little half-fairy + something = the current me, Tae-oh gospel」

It is currently impossible to find out what the empty formula for that ‘something’ is. However, I instinctively noticed that it was also very important to me.

I asked the saint.

“I mean, maybe it’s the red fever. that is… , will you?”

I felt everyone’s eyes turned to me at my vague question. I wanted to ask at once, but for some reason the word didn’t come out of my mouth.

ever.

silkygoat was the goat. cry

Never spit out

But Saint Friga was a quick-witted person.

“yes.”

He was a quick-witted and harsh person.

“It’s hereditary.”

* * *

The child resembles the mother or father.

Something like the shape of your nose or the color of your hair. Maybe bad habits too. Even snoring and grinding teeth while sleeping.

Elgar’s daughter Leonoi must look like Elgar.

His personality is not active, so he might be a tomboy. His personality isn’t honest, so he might grunt like a sledgehammer.

I have never had and raised a daughter. If I were to raise a daughter who resembled Elgar, it would certainly be exhausting from paying attention for the rest of my life.

Wouldn’t Reinhardt be well aware of that hard work?

Of course, he may not have looked very much like Elgar. Half of them will resemble me. First of all, it is clear that his magic skills will be excellent. Enough to protect her mother even though she was not yet born.

“… … .”

Because bloodline seems to be the biggest influence on the skills of wizards.

When everyone is silent.

Aira, who was quietly listening to the story, said.

“Most of the talents of wizards are endowed with flowing blood. And, as the generations go on, the power grows stronger and the talent blooms. My child will surely become a better wizard than me.”

As Ira said.

Mana’s responsiveness grows as the generations go on. It was also the reason why I had the potential to surpass Solomon, who was called the Demon King.

How many lives have you saved because of it? I was honestly feeling grateful for my great potential. But now I hate that.

but.

Elgar said in disbelief.

“You can’t say it’s inherited, can you? Why, I haven’t had a single cold since I was young and I was healthy. Because the Lioness are strong. Maybe it will pass like a little fever.”

It was a pretty gibberish story. I understood better than anyone how much agitation had arisen in Elgar’s heart. If a child who has not yet been born is sentenced to a life of death… .

I looked at the half-elf in Trish’s arms.

looks very sick

It breaks my heart to think that Leonoi might end up with such pain and then fade away like a maple that turns red in autumn.

If it’s Elgar who loves her family, much less, if she’s an Elgar with a child in her belly, it will come to her with unbearable pain.

“Tell me not to laugh… ! I can’t tolerate that. There must be a way. There must be a way!”

Elgar, who was starting to get angry now, didn’t say anything but just put on a sad expression on their faces. Then Aira says:

“As you said, Erganes. There’s a way. As I said, a wizard’s talent is innate. It comes down from heaven.”

“… What do you mean?”

“If you can’t understand even if I say this far, calm down and think about it. Talent is a gift from heaven. If that’s the case, just drop that sky and that’s it.”

silkygoat was the goat. cry

No one will be able to give you any talent,” said Aira vaguely. dropping the sky To those abstract words, Elgar said, “What nonsense… .” he tries to say, with a surprised expression on his face.

“Ira, what do you mean?”

“okay. Why are we sitting in this ridiculous flower garden now? It wasn’t just a picnic. to reach the sky I’m here to bring that sky out.”

breakage.

Then it felt like lightning struck my head. Yes, Ira is right. Magical talent is innate. Because magic comes from beings called gods.

Because the god of light exists, the concept of magic and magic exists in this world.

then.

If he disappeared from this world, there would be no magical powers in the world, and there would be no reason to suffer from red fever. It was a very clear answer. But Saint Friga was terrified.

“You’re going to lose your magic. Is it because you don’t know how terrible the consequences would be? How did we humans drive out demons and monsters! You want to go back to the primitive where you depended on the fence!?”

Yes, Friga was originally here to stop us.

What if we faced the god of fire and defeated him. The chaos that will occur in the world as a result may not be enough to just call it a change.

Before wizards, the world was an age of giant beasts, fairies and monsters. It is said that humans only hide like mice.

If magic disappears, humans will have to flee to the mountains and deep into the forest to avoid monsters again.

said Friga.

“Tao Gospel. For your personal greed, millions of people may die or be injured. Can you stand it?”

It’s like a terrible balance game.

Are you going to sacrifice the ones you love to protect the unspecified majority?

Or will you give your all to save the person you love?

I’d actually come across that cheap joke choice.

suddenly.

I remembered a story I had heard like a dream before.

Demon King Solomon. He also sacrificed everything to bring the dead nymphs back to life. It is unknown whether his choices and fates have been inherited through my blood.

I felt like I could understand his heart now.

However.

After all, I had a lot of different sides from the Demon King Solomon. I stopped in front of the button that I would have pressed without hesitation if it was Solomon.

Is that feeling weak?

Or is it warmth?

Or is it evolution that has been passed down from generation to generation? Or is it degeneration?

It seems that Friga tried to persuade me by digging into the void in her heart.

“The church will find out how. Anyway. It’s hard right now, but there are many healers in the church. So please… .”

Shh.

Friga kneels in front of me and puts her forehead to the ground. Now she had abandoned her pride and had been pleading with me.

It was more difficult and difficult to deal with now than when I used to be a monster and wield words and locusts. If it’s better to fight each other fiercely and subdue, I’m more confident now.

When everyone’s eyes are on me like that.

“Wait, give me some time.”

I cowardly withheld an answer for a moment.

jerk. jerk.

Walk away from everyone and walk through the quiet temple grounds. A flower garden where time does not flow. It was a great place to organize my thoughts.

In my mind like that, the conversations I had just had were intertwined.

That I might have to take away other people’s families to get them. Will I be able to accept everyone’s resentment? Will my child who has grown up like that be happy?

You’ll be fingered by everyone.

like me.

silkygoat was the goat. cry

No, it’s much worse than me.

Thinking of the resentments that Leonoi might receive, it takes my breath away. What is the right choice for me in this situation? I… .

As I was thinking about it, someone came to me.

“you.”

“you are… .”

She was the nymph Trish. Had the child been left in the hands of a saint? When I turned my head slightly, I saw the young girls with cool hands rubbing the child’s forehead or arm.

The nymph Trish must have taken advantage of that opportunity to pursue me for a while.

“Your name, Tae-oh gospel?”

“… … .”

“It’s the first name I’ve ever heard of. But, you knew my name. Beatrice. There was only one person who called me that way.”

The woman circled around me. I only respond sharply to her.

“… I can’t tell you anything.”

“You can’t speak. we are nymphs Nymphs know something, even if you don’t tell them.”

Trish’s hand touches my forehead.

The hand was just as I imagined it.

silkygoat was the goat. cry

No, it was very cool, as I remembered.