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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 467

[467[Tuesday] Does the summoned hero dream of his past life?.

After briefly greeting the commander at the command post he arrived at with the help of Knight Bachen, Siegfried's tent was quite large..

It was bigger than the tent that Duke Lethrom gave me when I collapsed while dealing with the orcs, and at first glance, it wasn't something I could use alone. Wouldn’t it be perfect for four people to share it??

While I was talking briefly with the commander, I must have already made a comment through the messenger. As I approached the tent with my guide, the two imperial knights who appeared to be guards naturally nodded and bowed, opening the way for me to pass..

The inside of the tent, which I entered leaving behind the guide who naturally left behind as if that was the end of his role, was as large as I expected, but the number of people inside was different from what I expected..

While four or five priests were practicing sacred law over the elf Entyre, who was lying on the bed, next to her was the self-destructing saint Teneasi, looking exhausted and haggard, sitting on a sofa that looked so soft that one wondered why on earth there was furniture like that in a battlefield. Wow, Princess Esselua's gaze shifted to me..

"...It’s been a while, Eldmia.."

And only after my name came out of Princess Esselua's mouth did Beleshica, who had been resting with her head bowed and exhaling, suddenly raise her head and look at me with round eyes..

"Mr. Eldmia?"

Bellesica... Was it all Luvis??

The last thing I remember of the girl was her dull chestnut-brown hair and tattered clothes. She was wearing clothes that were incomparably neater than back then, and her hair was neatly combed back..

Although her appearance was improved and healthy, deep dark circles had formed under her eyes, proving that the stories she had picked up along the way were true..

But regardless of her appearance, the divine power felt from her is enormous. Her divine power radiates so clearly that you wonder how she didn't know about this at the time, and it makes you realize what kind of being she is as a saint who was directly taken over by God to change her religious order..

This means that the devil bastard was trying to eat it as a sacrifice and was trying to eliminate the corrupt leadership of the Holy Light Cross in advance. It's a different level. What the pseudo-believers said was not nonsense..

"Long time no see, princess and saint.."

Unlike Bellesica, who was confused when I approached her while internally admiring her but outwardly maintaining her composure, Princess Esselua slowly stood up and responded to my greeting with a confused expression..

"I have heard of your performance in the Battle of Lévien. Normally, I would have taken my time and listened to the story, but right now things are not going well.."

"I heard the story briefly on the way here, but it's a sight that's hard to believe even when you see it with your own eyes. What on earth happened to you??"

I spat out a formal question out of my mouth, but now that I could definitely feel the divine power, I was able to get a general idea of ​​the situation without having to hear the answer..

"He was injured in the process of blocking an enemy attack aimed at Zeke, but there is no recovery. rather..."

"...It's getting worse. As if eating something from the wound."

In a moment, the suicide saint stood up, straightened her clothes, continued Princess Esselua's words, and approached Entyre, who was lying down. It wasn't really a show, but perhaps because it was shift time, the priests stepped back and ended the holy law, and at the same time, Teneasi's hands began to shine and the holy law of healing unfolded..

It was so powerful that it put to shame the healing beads she had created. In response to a holy technique that seems to instantly revive even the most seriously injured person, the ugly wound on Entire's shoulder begins to heal..

However, thanks to the horrendous reactions of those around me, it was not difficult to realize that this situation had been repeated several times before I arrived..

"The clergy's healing merely delayed the worsening of the wound.."

"you're right. Without the help of Teneasi and Saint Belesica, he would have died a long time ago.."

The wound, which was healing slowly, stops as soon as it becomes large enough to easily fit two fingers. It tried to spread widely and encroach on Entyre's body, but it was blocked by the Holy Law and seemed to resist fiercely as soon as it was concentrated in one place..

The figure that was trying to maintain its form by voraciously devouring Teneasi's sacred power was clearly a force called the dregs of an evil spirit, even if the form was slightly different..

"Where has the warrior gone??"

"I'm on the battlefield. I thought that this situation might be resolved if we catch the demon who injured Entyre.."

The fact that it was applied to a weapon suggests that it was treated as a kind of poison, so did they think there was an antidote? It's not that I don't understand how he feels, but I can be sure because I've dealt with the disastrous results of an ax man..

There is no way for the Demon Lord to heal that thing. So, apply it to a weapon and use it to stab the enemy..

"Can the warrior use holy magic now??"

"Yes, but... how did you know??"

I said, 'Otherwise, the moment I got stabbed by the spear, I would have run away with a hideous look on my face.' Instead of uttering a meaningless answer, I walked over to the other side of Teneasi, who was diligently practicing her techniques, to examine the wound more closely..

The axeman was eroded in an instant without any time to do anything else..

Even if Siegfried had been able to use the sacred method, if the erosion had occurred at the same rate as then, Entire would have died long ago..

"But it's alive."

"Eldmia...?"

What is the difference?.

The axeman's dagger is a prototype that has reached the point of runaway, and the weapon used to attack Entyre is a finished product that has been improved to the point where it can cause death by dot damage? For that to be the case, the energy of an evil spirit wriggling like creeping chaos is too similar..

Whether or not there is someone to treat you. Fatal and serious injuries. That's the difference between an axeman and an entire..

"Bellesica Ah...saint? Would you please take a moment to cast the holy magic of healing alongside Saint Teneasi??"

"I already tried it, but it didn't heal the wound...."

"Probably not. It's okay because the goal is not complete cure. It may be difficult, but please be patient.."

"please wait!"

Just in case, he took out the seed of the World Tree that was in his bosom and placed it in Entyre's left hand. When he gave instructions, the priests who had backed away for a moment, unlike Velesica who hesitated but approached, were horrified and raised their voices..

"I don't know which denomination you belong to, but we can't let you do whatever you want! Don’t you know that the only ones who can suppress that hurt now are saints? Even if two people were to practice the Holy Dharma at the same time, it would be like pouring water into a glass with holes! and then..."

They did not feel like their authority had been infringed upon. Rather, it was closer to understanding that I, an uninvited guest who suddenly appeared, had divine powers and trying to understand the situation..

Of course, whatever the intention, it was a truly unnecessary remark from my perspective. Princess Esselua, who heard their cries, asked, 'Do you belong to the church...?' Because an unfortunate incident occurred with a muttering and expression of doubt..

I had to turn my attention back to Entire for now, so I raised my hand to cut them off..

"I know that once the saints' strength is exhausted, there is no turning back. But whether it's too late or too soon, if things continue like this, isn't that the expected outcome? So I'm trying to solve it right now.."

"Do you know how to heal??!"

Blessed is Siegfried for having a stable harem rather than a quagmire of muddy catfights... Nope. The blessings are already overflowing. It would be better to pray for blessings on their deep friendship..

I was relieved to see Princess Esselua reacting violently, putting off even questioning the cries of the clergy, and answered as I pulled out the sword I was wearing at my waist..

"Honestly, I don't know. But it was too exquisite to be a coincidence, so I thought it would be right to give it a try. Oh, princess, please come here and hold Entire’s right arm tightly.."

"Uh... but why are you pulling out a sword?..."

It is clear that the evil spirit's remnants are activated more quickly the weaker the injured person's vitality..

The ax man knew that fact, so he left everything else alone and stabbed me in the neck. Then, I understand the current situation in which the condition is prevented from worsening with the sacred method of healing..

However, vitality is only the power to resist dross..

A complete cure is impossible unless the accumulated debris is forcibly removed. Although it is possible to bring back to normal the vitality that is constantly going negative by pouring in the holy method, it is a different matter to remove something that has settled in the wound like a malignant tumor..

But, even if it is said to be a remnant of an evil god, just as an evil law is a law, it is ultimately a divine power.?

I remembered the words shouted by the old dwarven craftsmen in Mr. Balkun's workshop, and I held my sword back and aimed it at Entyre's wound..

'what?! I came running after hearing that there was a weapon that could consume divine power....'

'...Isn’t the composition technique closer to consuming divine power and increasing body size? This is a magic sword!'

Shock spread across the faces of the people around me at my unexpected behavior, but the situation was a little better thanks to Bellesica, who faithfully believed in me and practiced the holy law next to the suicide saint..

"Eldmia? Well, it's not what I think it is, right??"

Either way, I rolled my eyes for a moment as I looked at Princess Esselua, who seemed to be suddenly anxious and causing an earthquake in her pupils. I lightly shrugged my shoulders and told her a joke to ease her tension..

"It doesn’t hurt if you get pricked gently.."

As soon as I took advantage of Princess Esselua's momentary brain freeze due to my bullshit and stabbed the sword into her wound, the screams of Entire and Princess Esselua echoed throughout the tent..