Chapter 163 – Quarantined Night
Roilen’s complexion brightens at the words of her saintess who will help her heal. She felt deep inside that she had helped Theo Rad, even though it wasn’t her job.
In addition, the fact that she persuaded her saintess her, who was equivalent to her supreme existence her in her church her, approached her like an intangible medal. In her drinking party, she has one more achievement to be proud of.
‘Her Highness will see me differently, too.’
While Her Highness her was away, she helped Viscount Theorard and persuaded her saintess of her. Indeed, isn’t it a model of a dignified and competent servant?
Roylen, who was smiling at her snobbish thoughts of her, somehow felt that the light emanating from her saintess her was getting stronger. Only then did Roilen, realizing her pathetic feelings of her, let out a clearing of her throat.
“Hmm! I really appreciate her gracious words of her. Is there any way for me, a lowly believer, to help her saintess her?”
“I always carry the tools I need for astrology, so I don’t need any help,” She says. However, I would like to remind you that no one should set foot in the room during the isolation night treatment.”
“Ah. You’re asking me to set boundaries. That much isn’t too difficult. I and Her Highness’s knights will take responsibility and seal the entrance.”
I liked that it was quick to understand. Rastane, who had a kind smile, rose from his seat as if his business was over.
In line with that, the paladins removed the screen made of Gyeongra, and a brilliant light covered the living room. La Stein turned to Theo Rad, leaving behind her Roilen with her head down.
Although Roylen did a good job of explaining her advances to her, it was only natural for her to ask Theo Rad’s doctor before starting treatment.
“Oh, saintess.”
“He woke up!”
The blind girls who heard her steps rise from their seats as Rastein slowly approaches.
Blind girls sprinted to Rastain as if they could see and lifted her soft hair from either side of her.
Rastane stroked the heads of the blind girls. Rastain, who had been looking down at the girls with blissful smiles, raises her head and looks at Theorard. Her eyes of her, narrowing in an arc, revealed her fondness for Theo Rad.
“Thank you so much for playing with my children.”
“No. I was really happy to be able to return to my childhood.”
Theo Rad got up from the floor, adjusted his clothes, and faced Rastane. Looking at her straight eyes her without shaking for an inch brings peace to her heart her.
How long has it been since you’ve had a face-to-face conversation with someone else? Rastane didn’t stop the smile from involuntarily.
“What kind of story was it?”
“…… How about a story?”
“They are very shy children, but they were completely absorbed in the story of Viscount Theorard. I wonder what kind of interesting story Viscount Theorard could have broken down the walls in the children’s hearts.”
“Ah. That is…”
Theorard, who hesitated as if he was ashamed to speak, suddenly laughed awkwardly.
“When I was young, I just told folk tales that my father always told me. It can’t be anything great.”
“He is humble. It is the ability of the narrator to tell a folk tale in an interesting way. More than that, Viscount Theorard had a caring father.”
“Yes. My father was my mentor and friend. My father told me a lot and showed me a lot.”
“Okay.”
It was a moment when the reputation of the Viscount Deharm, which had been passed down from the previous generation, was understandable, albeit fragmentarily. As for why the people of the county believe in and follow Theorad Deharm.
Why did I know this person so late? Even though he felt a bit sad, the fact that they had met even now gave him a slight pleasure.
Hana pleasure soon turned into concern. Because Rastane knew what Theorad Deharm was destined to choose.
“Holy Lady.”
After a brief silence, Theorard spoke.
“The story with Professor Roylen…… How was it?”
In his trembling voice his, the expectation of acceptance and the fear of rejection coexisted. However, during the course of treatment, he had no fear that he might die.
What a strange person. Rastane muttered inwardly and answered brightly.
“I decided to help Viscount Theorard. Even if I refused, if you would find another astrologer, I thought it would be better for me to conduct the practice.”
Theorard’s face is bright. Rastane was supposed to be able to say thank you, but Theorard’s next words were quite different.
“…… Sorry.”
Rastane, who blinked quietly, understood Theorad’s intentions without difficulty. If Theorard fails to save the maid during the quarantined night, Theorard will be exposed to the danger of death.
If that happens, the guilt for the treatment failure is transferred to Rastain. Theorard took on the burden and apologized, feeling a sense of debt to Rastane, who was in charge of the treatment.
When the line’s mind goes too far, the absurdity disappears. Rastane, wondering what to answer, sighed and shook his head.
“Don’t talk like that. Wouldn’t that be enough if it didn’t fail? So…….”
Confidence is the most important thing in the treatment of an isolated night.
“You must conduct treatment with the determination to save the patient.”
And it was an unbreakable resolution.
*
Late evening.
Rastane and Theorad entered the elf’s hospital room only when the stars were shining. In the hallway, the Knights of Roilen and Benelia, and the Paladins of the Church were camped and guarding the door.
Rastane approached the elf with a bracelet and a crystal ball, pulled out a chair and sat down. Theorard also sat next to Rastane and watched the elf.
Her silver hair bathed in the moonlight was brilliantly disheveled, and her breath leaked intermittently from her gently parted lips of her. It was really dangerous to see him dying.
After looking down at the elf for a while, Rastane reached out and touched his forehead. The icy cold touch told me that the elf had been placed in quarantine for the night.
“…….”
Rastane closed her eyes, and raised a slight holy force in her hand that rested on her forehead on her. The starlight pouring through the open window shimmered like a haze in response to her holy power caused by Rastane.
Rastane, who was looking at the Elf’s condition, opened her eyes and removed her hand to her. Rastane, who was stiff with a little surprise, turned to Theorard.
“…… You’re no ordinary elf. The accumulated memories of this elf are more than I ever imagined.”
Theorard nodded his head calmly. It would only be a mistake to come all the way here and look around.
“I am an elf who has lived a long time. I don’t know why you came to see me…… In any case, this elf gave his life to save me. Like an idiot.”
There was a mixture of pity and sympathy, sadness and affection in Theorard’s voice his, who called the elves fools.
It was only then that Rastane realized that Theorad and the elf were not just a master and maid.
She had a vague idea that there must be a more complicated love-hate story between the two of them, but she didn’t say what she found out.
It wasn’t polite to try to solve a question with a patient in front of him.
“An elf who has lived for a long time. Things will get a little complicated, but the big picture won’t change, so it’ll be fine.”
Rastane twisted a strand of his own hair and yanked it. His hair was suddenly cut off, but Rastain tied his hair to the elf’s wrist without showing any sign of pain.
“From now on, I will use the power of astrology and divinity to open the patient’s consciousness. You can think of it as starting from the distant past, where the defense mechanism is the lowest, and slowly going back to the present memory.”
Rastane, who tied a lock of his hair tightly around the elf’s wrist, brought the other end to Theo Rad. When he did so, Rastane tied Theorad’s wrists together just as he had tied the elves’ wrists with his hair.
“The point to be careful here is that you shouldn’t think of all the memories you see when you enter the patient’s consciousness as the past.”
“…… You mean it’s not the past?”
“As much as the moment the memory is replayed, it is the reality that the patient actually experienced. So if you interfere with that memory, Viscount Theorard will actually appear in the patient’s past.”
Rastane, who had tied his hair around Theorard’s wrist, bit off his hand.
“So, no matter what, you must not try to meddle in the patient’s past. This is for the comfort of Viscount Theorard, not the patient.”
“Are you saying that?”
“Yes. The moment you interfere even once in the past, Viscount Theorard is trapped at the bottom of his consciousness. Then I have no idea what to do. The moment you get stuck in the bottom of your consciousness, it’s terrifying…… It has been. It can’t be.”
Laughing as if she was worrying for nothing, Rastain lifted up his bracelet from his lap and handed it to him. It was a bracelet with a strong sense of shamanism, with many beads intertwined in a thin thread.
“Wear this. It is a magic tool that was created under the full moon and then held a celestial rite and bestowed with divinity. Viscount Theorard will not be trapped in the patient’s consciousness if he is wearing the bracelet. It will also allow this bracelet to communicate with me in the patient’s consciousness.”
“…… Can I accept something precious like this?”
“I just give it to those who need it.”
Theorard, who was bewildered, made up his mind and took his bracelet and put it on his wrist.
The first thing to think about now is to save the elf. It was right to put off repaying the favor until later.
“Thank you very much. Regarding the grace given to me, someday I will definitely…….”
“Of course I have to pay it back. In order to pay it off, you’ll have to treat yourself to a night of successful quarantine. Isn’t it?”
It sounds so obvious, but it’s a question that can’t be answered for granted. But seeing the playful smile on Rastane’s lips, Theorard understood what that meant.
It must be a joke spouted to ease the other person’s tension. Theorard smiled lightly at Rastane’s continued consideration.
“Of course. I will not disappoint you.”
Unknown trust is felt in Theo-Rad’s appearance of him, which is certain of an uncertain future. If he was this person, he would be able to rescue the patient somehow.
With a small nod of his head, Rastain looked away and put his hands together. He was preparing to open the elven ritual.
When the wind stopped blowing outside her window, Rastane took a deep breath and began to recite her incantation her.
Hwaaak-
The night sky glowed for an instant, and golden aura radiated from Rastein’s body his. Theorad, who felt his divine power filling the room, slowly closed his eyes without anyone telling him to.
Using Rastane’s chant as a medium, he began to enter the elves’ consciousness.
