Chapter 57 – Royal Capital Gaul (7)
A woman was lying on the bed.
Short silver hair.
White skin and fine eyelashes.
A sharp nose and pink lips.
She is a beautiful person like a doll.
After a moment of hesitation, Arya opened her mouth.
“The raiders didn’t touch him?”
“All they want is my breath.”
She is a simple purpose, and a purpose as radical as it is simple.
Why did this man receive death threats?
Arya immediately raised the question she had in mind.
“They said they attacked you because they knew your situation well. Is there a reason you didn’t take this person hostage?”
“Because he doesn’t want her to be in danger.”
Is it a dental relationship?
It was Arya who, seeing the woman’s appearance, thought she might be.
“Okay. He is definitely a pretty person like a sculpture.”
“If she hears it, I’ll take her crane off.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m the one who says that the article is beautiful and what to use it for.”
Arya’s dark eyes narrowed.
“A knight?”
“Oh, didn’t I tell you? She is a knight appointed by me.”
“… I didn’t tell you.”
It wasn’t a love relationship.
She changed the subject of her conversation, hiding her feelings of embarrassment.
“By the way, since this place was caught, shouldn’t we move?”
At her reasonable opinion, the man subtly bowed her head and agreed.
“I will have to move. But before that, treatment comes first.”
Their eyes turned to the woman sleeping on the bed.
“I don’t see any trauma.”
The man answered while arranging the hair in front of the woman lying on her bed.
“She healed with the potion she had.”
Portion.
It has the effect of quickly healing human wounds.
Potions are valuable items in this world.
Demand is high, but supply is low.
It was difficult to commercialize as the manufacturing method was cumbersome and the ingredients were made of only valuable materials, and the people who carried the potion belonged to the very wealthy.
Talking about articles, as well as old-fashioned words and manners.
Is it the scion of the great nobility?
It was an approximate reasoning.
Arya turned her head towards her man.
“If it’s not physical injury, I can guess it’s the curse side.”
“You got it right.”
“Do you know anything about this person’s curse?”
“I only know that it is one of the ancient curses.”
Ancient curse.
It was a bizarre sorcery with a fatality rate of up to 90% when performed.
That’s why Arya was able to fully read the fraud that resided in this space.
She placed her hand on the forehead of the woman lying on the bed.
When physical contact was established, she sought out the grudge and resentment that had settled deep within the sleeping woman’s body.
Cry and suffer
Jealous, frustrated, depressed.
Like a roar, a whirlwind of emotions screaming.
At the center of it, a curse mixed with murderous intent was hidden like a shell.
The judgment was made that it was difficult.
“If you touch it rashly, you will be cursed instead of doing it.”
It is a curse that kills people by hiding behind a barrier called the vortex of emotions.
At Aria’s negative opinion, the man wiped her face with a gloomy expression.
“… Is it that much? Can you please?”
“The odds are half.”
“Is it half?”
At her man’s words, Arya shook her head.
“It’s only half. If it fails, this person will surely die.”
It’s such a curse in the first place.
If you touch it by mistake, the cursed pouch will tear and the woman will never be able to open her eyes again.
“… If this continues, she will die.”
I guess so.
Arya looked at her man with her pitiful eyes.
“Wouldn’t it be better to entrust the work to the clergy certified by the church rather than me?”
Her man shook her head.
It was a decisive gesture.
“I can’t. They cannot be trusted.”
“Can you trust me, a first-timer?”
“I am confident in people’s eyes.”
It must have taken a lot of courage for him as well.
“If you’re so overconfident, you’ll get a big nose injury someday.”
“Isn’t that at least not now?”
What kind of person could be so sly?
Arya tried to glare at her man and then stopped.
Eager and desperate eyes.
I wonder if he was like that when he looked at Einstein.
It is burdensome to have someone’s expectations.
You won’t be able to stand the cold that comes back when you can’t live up to expectations.
That’s why Einstein is great.
Because you do it casually
So proud of you
Because it meets my expectations.
So I like it
I like you more
I want to be by your side.
But you’re so amazing that I wonder if someone like me could be by your side.
I want to be honest too.
As a saint.
As your colleague.
Arya let out a sigh of relief.
A lot of messy thoughts.
You won’t be able to succeed this way.
“Doesn’t she regret it even if she dies?”
“You will regret it. But I don’t think it’s your fault. The choice was mine.”
If you say that, it becomes more burdensome.
She swallowed her words and drew holy power into her body.
Concentrated her holy power on her knuckles.
A bright cluster of light wraps around her hand.
“Yes. Let’s try it.”
Her man admired her softly as he watched the scene.
It is a halo that is several times larger than that of a normal clergyman.
A very large holy power for a wandering cleric.
It was like that from her appearance, but she is an unusual woman.
‘What is it?’
Shall we investigate when this is over?
Thoughts stopped at thoughts.
I couldn’t show disobedience to someone who helped me with good intentions.
Wasn’t she caught up in a complicated incident because of herself?
The man looked at Arya with a strange sense of responsibility.
Meanwhile, Arya’s right hand touched the woman’s forehead.
Thud!
The woman’s body moved greatly.
When her man startled and tried to approach her, she said Arya rightly.
“Don’t come closer. It’s a hindrance.”
The man bit her lip and stepped back.
His resentment was palpable here.
Arya gripped her trembling right hand with her left hand and secured it.
And she gave her strength over and over again.
Opposite forces met, so resistance was natural.
Sex and fraud.
At first, the two powers seemed to oppose each other, but they could not withstand the gradually increasing holy power, and the momentum died.
Suppress.
I suppressed it, but made sure not to explode.
Like pushing a balloon full of water to its limit.
If it explodes, the poisonous poison will shake the inside of this woman.
Slowly, as if squeezing out pus, she reduced the volume of her curse.
A vortex of negative emotions seeps into Arya as she shrinks.
A feeling that would quickly become depressing for a normal person.
Arya endured it casually.
She was used to these feelings.
Have tolerance
Such a great curse gradually diminished.
However, as the volume decreased, the tightly compressed curse became unstable.
If you touch it more, it will explode.
Up to here
Arya removed her hand from her forehead.
It wasn’t a curse to be done at once.
It is a curse that will periodically reduce its size.
“… Are you done?”
Arya tried to answer that question, but her body staggered.
Her man caught the stumbling saint.
“Sorry, I’m dizzy.”
“I’ve been doing that for two full hours, so I’m just dizzy.”
“… Two hours?”
She thought it had only been a few minutes.
When did time go by so fast?
Aria, who was dumbfounded, asked her man nervously.
“Is she okay?”
“Yes, you held up well.”
His face lit up.
“… What do you mean?”
“It wasn’t completely done. It’s an ancient curse. However, since the size and influence have been reduced, I think you can find a level of consciousness…”
Warak.
Arya is embraced by her stranger, her man.
Her joy and her joy seemed to reach her.
“Thank you, really, really, really thank you! No matter how grateful I am, it’s not enough!”
I’m proud to see you happy
Effort is worthwhile.
It is, but
“No, just let it go! Oh, I see, Joe!”
Moments after her light scuffle, Arya gasped and pulled away from her man.
He put on an apologetic look.
“I was so happy I couldn’t stop.”
“I’m glad you know.”
She was Arya on edge.
She didn’t mind her cold reaction and her man held out his hand to her.
“Come to think of it, I haven’t even revealed my name to my benefactor yet.”
“That goes for me too.”
“Why don’t we talk to each other?”
Arya looked at the outstretched hand and said.
“This is Arya Rameld.”
“Are you going to let go of your hand?”
Her man shook her hand.
“…”
She had a thousand thoughts.
It is the hand of another man, not Einstein.
Wouldn’t holding this hand be an act of betraying him?
Shaking hands in an official setting is unavoidable, but isn’t it?
Strictly speaking, even this handshake is physical contact.
Do you want to question something like this on the subject of being embraced by another man?
That’s why you become even more modest.
I didn’t even want to leave room for such conflict.
‘Cause I’m yours
This body, this mind, everything.
When Arya was going through a serious internal conflict, her man took her hand at will.
“I am Leon. It is Edelis who is lying here.”
It is unfair.
I was trying not to catch it.
You’re wrong, Einstein.
But this is not intentional.
Is there any room for extenuating circumstances?
“Miss Rameld?”
“Let go of this hand.”
Leon let go of his hand abruptly at the words that were close to morbid.
“Do you have a male allergy? If so, I apologize…”
“I’m a man with an occupancy.”
“… ? Miss Rameld’s complexion is beautiful, but none of my actions were done with disrespectful intentions.”
Leon’s polite words brought Arya to her senses.
She realized later what she had done.
“… Sir, excuse me.”
He laughed heartily.
“It’s okay to be rude to Miss Rameld. Aren’t you my benefactor!”
It was a brighter color.
Arya finally relieved her regret.
“Then can I go back now? It was late and she must have worried. Don’t worry, I’ll come back periodically until I lift this person’s curse.”
“Do you have a place to stay? I’d love to teach you if possible. I want to repay my favor.”
“It wasn’t something I did in hopes of reciprocation. I was just moved because Leon was desperate. I hope you think of it as a blessing from the Goddess of Erotic Love.”
“Are you a priest of the cult of sexual love?”
“Yes. It is not enough, but it enshrines the goddess of sexual love.”
Leon’s face was genuinely moved.
“You are the one who deserves my reward.”
“It’s okay. Mr. Leon.”
Wait, Leon?
It was a name I heard somewhere.
Arya’s thoughts didn’t last long.
It is because a variable has occurred.
Kwwaaaaang!
The walls of the building collapsed.
Leon drew his sword and cut it off so that the fragments of the wreckage would not splash on Edelis and Arya.
No, I didn’t have to cut it.
Because all the fragments stopped floating in the air.
“Is this right?”
It was the voice of a girl full of annoyance.
Before long, a cynical low voice sounded like the cold earth.
“Hit. The holy sword was pointing here.”
Leon swallowed and looked at the intruders.
It was difficult to see his face because of the thick dust.
Was it the water he sent secondarily?
I felt like it was my fault for taking too long.
The woman’s side spat out words nervously.
“Oh, it’s dust.”
The thick dust was swept away by a gust of wind.
There was no way such a strong gust of wind was blowing at the inn.
It was artificial wind.
‘It won’t be easy with a wizard as the opponent.’
Leon gripped his sword.
At least I want to send only Miss Edelis and Aria.
“Don’t even think about running away. I’ll show you the bitter taste.”
The heavy bass echoed through the space like an echo in a cave.
The great murderous intention contained in those words naturally made me nervous.
Do you want to just listen quietly?
“If you want to do it, do it.”
Leon provoked his man.
“OK.”
And the opponent accepted the provocation belligerently.
When their vision was clear, the two men were speechless.
“Prince?”
“Warrior?”
Both were spherical.
