Chapter 49 – Marian Is Broken
“Saintess! Here you go!”
As her Marian entered, Hazel called her in her earnest voice.
The little boy who was looking for his mother while shedding her blood is now completely unconscious.
I had no intention of stopping it, so I just watched as Hazel asked Marian for help.
“… What is this?”
Marian asked me that even at Hazel’s call her, and I just shrugged her shoulders at her question her.
“I’ll start with treatment.”
Realizing that I had no intention of interfering with Lloyd’s treatment, Marian told me so and headed straight for her little boy.
The wound was quite severe for a goblin, so the saintess closed her eyes and caressed Lloyd’s wound with a concentrated expression.
Hazel was looking at Marian with her earnest expression her, but the saintess who was treating Lloyd couldn’t hide her bewildered expression her as if something was wrong.
“Eh, why is this?”
“What are you doing? Heal quickly…”
“I am doing it! I’m doing…”
Seeing Hazel brushing herself off, Marianne let out her embarrassed voice.
Marian shook her head and put her hand on her little boy’s wound with a refocused expression, but the situation did not change.
A weak light emanated from her hand her, but Lloyd’s wound showed no sign of healing.
“Wait, what the heck is this…”
At least it was because the weak light had stopped her bleeding, and I could see Lloyd’s breathing changing little by little.
However, that was just a level far short of the saintess’ ability to use near-miracle healing magic.
‘No way…’
Looking at Marian like that, I recalled memories of her previous life.
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[Immortality] Is not omnipotence.
Perhaps if my wounds were something like instant recovery, I would never have treated the abilities the goddess gave me so lightly.
[Immortality], But the speed of recovery was different depending on the size and severity of the wound, and the recovery rate dropped further as the wounds accumulated.
Since the name of her ability is [Immortality], She shouldn’t die, but anyway, in order to continue the battle properly, the saintess’ healing ability was needed.
‘Heal me.’
‘Sir, I don’t like it. It’s a body that regenerates quickly anyway, doesn’t it?’
‘This kind of wound lasts a long time. Besides, the pain remains the same.’
‘Shouldn’t a man know how to endure a little bit and do that? Do you know how much mental energy it takes to use healing magic once?’
When the fight with the Demon King’s army came to an end, Marian was particularly reluctant to treat me for some reason.
Of course, the fight intensified towards the second half, and even though the immortal body suffered severe wounds, I was not treated by the saintess.
At the time, I only thought it was because she and I had fallen out, but I never imagined that her healing ability had declined.
Because Marian had no problem using healing magic on anyone but me.
Of course, that also wasn’t the same as when I first met her, but I never once doubted her healing powers with Marian.
‘Could it be, was it like that?’
“Why? What’s the problem?”
While I was recalling the past and figuring out the rough situation.
Marian was talking to herself in a very angry voice when Lloyd’s treatment didn’t go to her heart.
No, I didn’t see her angry, but rather nervous.
It was obvious how the people of her church would treat her if her holy woman her, who was already weak in her position her, lost her ability to heal as well.
“Marian.”
“Yes? No, wait. I’m really doing my best. This, this, it’s just that I’m not feeling well…”
I slowly approached her, watching Marianne making her unnecessary excuses for me.
Then I picked up the goblin’s sword that had landed on her floor her and began to cut her arm her.
“Kyaa-!”
“Why, why? Suddenly!”
Hazel screamed at my actions of her, and Marianne looked at me with a more confused expression.
Because it was an immortal body, it was starting to recover even in that short moment, but it was a pretty big wound, so it took some time to heal completely.
I said to her, holding out her arms, to her wounds her in front of Marian’s eyes.
“Treat it.”
“Yes? Ah yes.”
Marian closed her eyes at my words and put her hand on my wound, and unlike a moment ago, a dazzling white light began to grow from her hand.
Marianne looked at me with a puzzled look at her own healing powers of her, which seemed to be working without any problems for me.
“Yeah, it was like that.”
“That’s what you mean?”
Marian asked, looking at me with a look that she didn’t understand.
And Hazel, on whom Lloyd’s life depended, waited eagerly for my explanation.
I slowly opened my mouth as I watched the two women staring at me.
“Marian, do you honestly hate treating him?”
“Yes?”
Marianne was answering my question with a bewildered expression.
Only then did I look at Marianne who was slightly avoiding my eyes and let out a deep smile.
It was obvious why she felt bad for Lloyd.
Marian was the woman who stuck closer to me than anyone else.
I was in a state of human hatred and mistrust that, in my own judgment, was dangerous, and it was no wonder that it affected Marian.
The important thing was that those negative feelings towards humans affected her Marian and her healing magic her as well.
One day I remembered hearing that divine magic comes from the earnest wishes of the user.
It seemed strange that he couldn’t use magic just because he felt bad for the other person, but it didn’t make sense to me as a swordsman.
The tip of the sword would also become dull when fighting an opponent you didn’t want to kill.
‘By the way, how much did you hate me in your life two years ago?’
It reminded me of Marianne’s old self her, who was only avoiding my treatment, and her heart her felt cold.
Come to think of it, by the time Marian withdrew from my therapy, she and I were almost at a loss.
But now, Marian can’t even remember what happened in the previous episode.
Anyway, unlike Lloyd, I couldn’t help but laugh when I saw Marian treating the wound on my arm her neatly.
“Uh, do you have any idea what happened?”
Marian asked me with a worried look on her face of her, and I nodded lightly at her question her.
I let her know what I guessed, as her Marianne was the look in her eyes her asking for her explanation her.
When I explained that Lloyd might not be able to get treatment because of his rude behavior, I could see both women looking at me with absurd expressions.
“What, I don’t have anything else on my mind right now?”
“Um… I don’t hate it to that extent.”
After answering my words like that, Marianne used the healing magic again, but it didn’t have much effect.
Fortunately, Marian was doing her best of her, so her breathing her returned to normal, but she was still in danger of her Lloyd’s condition of her.
‘If emotions are washed away so easily, why would there be murder?’
I turned to Hazel, leaving Marian struggling to keep her composure.
She watched Lloyd, her body her trembling as her face her went white.
I wondered why he was paying so much attention to Lloyd, who was not even his own child his, but I asked Hazel a different question.
“Are there any other priests here? What about the potion?”
“Ah, a potion!”
In another sense, borderland meant frontline, and of course, it was right to be prepared for war to some extent on a daily basis.
Even if there were no priests dispatched to the Butler estate, fortunately they had potions.
Hazel, who came to her senses belatedly, was seen ordering her soldiers to bring the potion.
Her soldiers rushed out of her battle, and Marianne could only then be seen putting on a grim expression at the inability of her abilities her to function properly.
“Never mind, Marian.”
“How can you not care? A saintess who can’t even use healing properly! Where in the world is such a saint…”
“It just needed to be written to me.”
I said that to Marianne, and I meant it.
Anyway, she was a saint who found a hero through her oracle her, and she was a companion who would stay with me until I, the hero, defeated the demon king.
So, for me, it was a matter of being able to clean up my treatment rather than my ability to treat others.
Is it some kind of exclusive recovery agent?
Whatever my intentions, the voyeur saintess could see her blushing what she was thinking about my words again.
“What about the potion?”
While Marian and I were chatting, the soldier who had gone out came back.
Hazel urged the soldier as if she couldn’t wait any longer, and she saw the soldier’s face turn white as she urged.
“That, that. All the monsters that broke into the castle broke it.”
‘Haha, I was attacked.’
At the soldier’s words her, Hazel sat down on the floor as if her legs her were weak, but to be honest, I laughed out loud.
Perhaps Lilith, thinking of fighting with humans in the future, deliberately destroyed all the potions.
It wasn’t a violation of the contract with me, so there was nothing to argue with, but rather it felt like I had a good one.
“I-how do I do this… Hey, I promised to protect Lloyd.”
But Hazel muttered as she tore her own long hair with her face as if her mentality was completely broken.
At that moment, the saintess started whispering to me cautiously.
“If it’s Talion’s horn, that level of wounds should be able to heal quickly.”
I could see Hazel staring at me at the saintess’ words.
