Chapter 220 – Miracles
Rachel curled up with her head wrapped around her body as she got hit by her bastard. This situation seems somehow familiar.
She looked to one side and muttered something.
(It’s okay. Stay there. Because it’s okay.)
In the corner of the house she was looking at, there was a little girl who looked about twelve or three years old, covering her ears and crouching over her body.
Curiously, her little boy’s eyes weren’t as terrified as her mother’s. Rather, she was glaring at the man she could call her father.
In the end, the little girl who had been crouching in her corner stood up despite her mute words.
Anger was on her little boy’s face.
It seemed that she couldn’t stand the sight of her mother being beaten any longer.
“Don’t hit her mom!!”
The little one ran towards her father and bit his thigh.
Her daughter was better than her mother.
“Ugh!”
His stern gaze turned to the kid at the pain he felt in her thigh.
“Rachel, this dog! How do you educate your kids! Dare to make your dad?!”
Her man grabbed the boy by the hair and lifted him up violently.
“Ah!!”
The little girl screamed in pain as she was lifted up by only her hair.
“This baby, I will educate me!”
Having said that, her man grabbed her by the hair and mercilessly beat her little boy with his fist.
-Puck! Puck!
“Cuck! Cuck!”
“Do, Dorothy!!”
Rachel caught her husband’s arm in amazement at the sight of her daughter being brutally beaten.
“A dog like this dog! This cheap baby has to be good at education since I was young!
“I’m sorry. Please, please don’t touch Dorothy!!”
A father grabs his hair and tries to beat his daughter.
A mother hanging by her husband’s arm to prevent him from hitting her daughter.
Crying little daughter being grabbed by her hair by her dad.
There was no opening like this.
Are these camp humans unaware of this fact?
How many months have you lived together?
Grace knew that Rachel’s husband was abusive. So he tried to separate them.
But Rachel refused.
I can speculate that it might have been because of the fear and anxiety that her husband might do more harm than good.
‘No…Is he intelligent?’
Looking at what he was doing, he was hitting his body rather than his face.
Come to think of it, I’ve been here for over a week, but it wasn’t as noisy as it is now.
At the same time, heavy rain pours. There was no worry about the sound leaking out, so it seemed like they were determined to open the door.
Was this what you meant by fanning it until it was dusty on a rainy day? That you can rip at will without others knowing?
Even if he looks violent, he may be weaker than he thought.
Surprisingly, the humans at the camp and Grace may not be aware of this seriousness.
Well, I wouldn’t have known if it wasn’t for today.
Should I meddle?
“What…It’s noisy…”
It didn’t seem like a bad thing to lightly look after her. When I think about it, this is like noise between floors that arouses murderous intent.
It’s something that could end your life unluckily by bumping into an unpleasant place while taking care of yourself…
It was when I got up with those thoughts.
The situation has changed drastically.
“Okay, let’s do a good job on the skin today!”
Her man nervously threw her little boy who was holding her by the hair.
-Puck!
“Kek!”
-Dump…
Her little boy hit the back of his head on the corner of the table and fell down, blood starting to pool in his head.
“Do, Dorothy!”
Rachel, pale at the sight of it, runs to her daughter, hugs her, and examines her.
“Huh… Whining, but now it’s quieted down a bit.”
Rachel’s husband has an expression of saying yes or no.
“Hey, honey. Do, Dorothy, Sue, can’t breathe!”
“What, what? Fuck… It’s become a nuisance… It looks like you’ll be kicked out of here if you’re unlucky… If you throw it in a lake, it won’t flow somewhere. Throw it in Lake Rachel and come back. If someone asks…Just… Went out and said he didn’t come in.”
“Is that what you call a horse?!”
Rage appeared on Rachel’s face, who was always anxious and terrified.
The man who saw it flinched.
And then she strode over her, as if angry that he had flinched at her Rachel or something, and smacked her with his fist.
-Puck! Puck!
“Where is this bitch going to open her eyes!!”
Violent by her husband, Nome, Rachel hugged Dorothy and curled up over her. She was beaten in tears and muttered incessantly
(Sorry. Dorothy…Sorry.)
Her man looked around her to see if her fists or kicks were not enough, then grabbed her chair and slapped Rachel.
“Ugh!”
“This year. Let me send it to heaven like your baby!”
It’s not my fault, but… I felt uncomfortable with what happened so quickly.
Camp bastards should have dealt with that sooner.
Even my mood has become dirty.
It was then.
My husband stopped as if he was punishing himself with his chair held high.
“What, what!!”
Rachel raised her head.
Her face was dripping with blood from her head, which had been hit by her chair.
The magical power emanating from Rachel was entangling her husband.
I could tell that she had awakened.
But… It’s a belated awakening.
Her face was desolate… And stained with anger and guilt.
“Le, Rachel. Is it your fault!! E-solve this quickly. I’ll forgive you now.”
Rachel said nothing and slowly raised her body.
“Can’t you release Rachel quickly? Do you want to die?”
The guy threatens savagely.
The chair he was holding in his hand fell and his body gradually lifted upwards.
The body of the struggling bastard floats in the air and is fixed in a splint.
“Ugh!! Leh, Rachel, stop it!”
One of his arms is shaking.
“That, stop!!”
– Crisp!
“Aaaaagh!!”
The sound of flesh being torn was heard, and at the same time, he screamed as if he was about to die.
– Wooddeuk!
His arm literally fell off.
“Ouch!! My arm!!”
Blood gushed out like a fountain from where the arm fell off.
Rachel’s eyes were bloodshot and blood flowed from her nose. Her excessive use of psychic powers seemed to put a strain on her body.
“Rachel!! That, stop!!”
But Rachel didn’t seem to want to quit.
– Awesome!
Then one of her legs was torn off.
Rachel’s eyes were nonchalant even as her nosebleeded.
I felt cold anger.
She wondered if she was the same timid and terrified woman a moment ago.
“Kukkuk!! My, I was wrong! Rachel! That, stop”
“…”
No matter how much he begged and shouted, his limbs were torn apart one by one.
Rachel’s husband was a man with only a head and a torso, and he was only exhaling as if he didn’t have the strength to shout any more.
The blood from the severed limbs formed a puddle on the floor.
– Wow!
Her husband, Nome, stopped breathing as his head turned 180 degrees.
– Iron puck!
His torso, which was floating in the air, fell into a pool of blood.
At the same time, Rachel also sat down and caught her rough breath.
“Heo-euk! Heo-euk!”
The blood from her nose drips onto the floor.
Rachel crawled helplessly in that state and headed for her daughter. She and she hugged the child and wept silently.
After watching Rachel’s revenge, I opened the door and entered her house.
The door was not locked.
The house was in a state of disrepair, stained with blood.
When I entered, Rachel hugged her daughter and she just sat there blankly.
“Dorothy…Baby…Mom I’m sorry…I’m sorry. I’m really sorry…”
In a daze, she muttered the same words over and over again in her daughter’s ear.
I said as I sat down in front of her.
“Look out.”
At my words, Rachel’s empty eyes look at me. When I looked into her dead eyes, I couldn’t seem to speak.
She pushed her and took her breathless little boy and placed her on her lap.
There were marks of beatings on her little boy’s face.
“Oh, no…”
Although she tried to use her psychic powers to get her daughter back, she was meaningless to me unlike her husband, Nom.
I put my hand on the kid’s neck, but there was no pulse either.
He created a blade with magical power and cut my palm.
Blood leaked out through the gaps in the cracked flesh.
I opened the little boy’s mouth and poured the blood from my hand into his mouth.
“What, what…”
Rachel asked, stuttering.
I am not a doctor.
All I could do now was this.
Honestly, I don’t know if I can save the kid with this.
I was also dubious.
I just remembered what I had heard from Liliana before. She said that my blood has healing powers.
As the blood flowed into the little boy’s mouth, the effect was immediate. Not only the face but also the scars on the back of the head seemed to disappear.
And the little boy’s heart beat.
I handed the little boy to Rachel.
“This, what is this…”
Rachel accepted her daughter from me with her hands shaking.
“Uh… Uh… Uh, mom?”
The little boy who came to her senses blinked her eyes and put on a bewildered expression.
“Ah… Ah… Dorothy… My baby…”
She cried tears of joy as she hugged her alive daughter.
‘Crazy… Even though she’s just dead…’
I’m not a doctor, so I just stopped breathing for a moment, and it might not be really dead.
Even so… The wounds healed cleanly as if time were turning… It was clear that it was an amazing sight, as if the dead had come back to life.
The effect may have been stronger since Liliana’s body was more strengthened than when her blood was drawn.
I was surprised to see it with some expectation, but what about Rachel who witnessed such a sight?
She might think she’s seen a miracle.
