(Limbs and Limbs Cut Off) Saint， Will You Forgive Me for This Too？ 7

Chapter 7 – Devastation VS Salvation

6.

“Snood… “
“Then, did you think that a dangerous breed like you would be released without any countermeasures? You want to escape? My dreams are wild.”

Red hair, red eyes. Despite such a subject, her skin is white and her appearance is brutally alluring. Carl couldn’t help but ridicule at the childish beauty that stimulated the intoxication and sadism of many men. It was because she could see the water around her eyes.

“It hurts? Are you in pain?”

It wasn’t difficult to buy Arya back. It was because she hid the story that she was the daughter of the Demon King. It is not difficult for her to win the auction held by thinking that she is a common demon.

“I spent a lot of money because of you. Know?”

Cook. Arya looked at the foot of her knife stomping on her belly. She didn’t feel much pain. It is because she has suffered so much that her sense of pain is dulled. Her head was spinning. It’s not that much of a pain now. But she’s just miserable. How did we become like this. The thought ran through Arya’s head. Where is her sweet father? Ah right her head was cut off

Arya’s arms turned bright red. It was the mark that her sword had been slashed with a sharp dagger. She has a body that heals quickly, as if she is the daughter of the Demon King. She is disgusting

All of her colleagues did not want to kill the demon king’s daughter. If the demons rescued them, they might have to go to war again, but they were so docile. She said it felt like killing her child. The demon king’s daughter took the form of a girl about sixteen.

Because demons were born through mating with demons, their average lifespan was three times longer than that of humans. So, the daughter of the demon king was well past her adult age by human standards. It was none other than the brave Lloyd who broke her neck and forcibly dried the knife she was about to hang on her pole.

It felt like my blood was running cold. Well, yes. Since when did I become a hero who protects humanity? Whether it’s okay or not, you know what to do.

In fact, saving the daughter of the demon king has its own meaning. If her demon lord’s daughter is alive, her demons will focus their remaining powers on saving her. So, if the heroes are protecting the daughter of the demon king, the demons will come to her willingly, giving her life like a moth jumping into a fire. If you take them out one by one, it will be much easier to deal with the remnants.

Or, there is a strategy to release them in parts and wipe them out when they are not ready.

But now. Carl was given a rough estimate of how to use the aria.

“Well, I’ll have to find the main shrine.”
“Ah… ?”

Arya made a dumb noise. Jjiik. Her rough hands tore her clothes.

“Keep being rough, one more time.”

The demon king’s daughter was no different from humans in terms of the moaning she made when she picked her maiden.

*

Carl, what are you doing?
No. It’s not really whining.
But.
I just miss you.

There are no answers in the bible. There is no such thing as an adult with severed limbs. There was no magic to grow severed limbs. If there were still severed limbs, there were ways to put them back together, but nothing to make the missing ones sprout.

Sofia remembered when Carl hugged her. Sophia! The sound sounded like a scream. Sophia felt the pain of burning her arms and legs as if they had been scalded by boiling oil, and even while she was crying and screaming, she felt a little fortunate to see Carl’s restlessness.

Ah. I am important to someone
There are people who suffer like this when I get hurt.
I must be a valuable colleague to this person.

Wait a minute i’m waiting here Having said that, the knife ran as if flying toward the Demon King’s men who shoved Sophia’s limbs into her mouth. He had stopped bleeding before he knew it. After that, Sophia also lost her mind and did not remember.

After waking up, what Sophia faced was the figure of Carl crying out that he was sorry for not being able to protect her, and her own limbs that were much shorter than before.

“You should have breakfast.”

What an annoying year

Sofia now glared at the caregiver with her ferocious face, not knowing what she was thinking. The caregiver was smiling brightly. Soup again. At least, it would be difficult to tell whether they brought something different, at least a different kind, whether that was insincere or overflowing with sincerity to the point of being prepared separately to harass them in part.

“I have no appetite.”
“Well, I still need to eat to gain strength.”
“Town. Town… !”

The look on the caregiver’s face as she forcibly shoved a spoon into Sofia’s mouth was unmatched.

“I am serving Sophia-sama. I realized last night.”
“I beg your pardon… ?”
“So, no matter how much the saintess torments me, I plan to serve hard. Please don’t hate me too much. It’s all because of the Lord’s guidance.”
“Lord? Did you guide me?”
“Yes, the revelation came down last night. Do your mission wholeheartedly. The verse is written in the Bible, but how can only that verse catch my eye… Sophia. Even though he is lying with his limbs cut off like this now, does the Lord only send trials that he can overcome? Oh, you already know.”
“Lord… “
“I am not going to give up. Actually, it was a bit difficult. Because the saintess keeps torturing me. That, please don’t say no? It was very difficult for me.”
“This… “

Sophia was so choked that her voice could not come out. Lord? Is it the Lord? The Lord Sophia knew was not like that. The author was serving the verses of the Bible arbitrarily. I wanted to hand it over to the Heretic Inquisitor. The caregiver forced the spoon into his mouth. Soup is pouring in. Musty smell. I missed this

Uk.

I want to vomit.

I’m going crazy. Sophia wanted to end it now, but he despaired that he couldn’t decide the ending himself. She couldn’t hang herself or fall out of the window with this body she wasn’t used to even getting out of bed. Whether she can die even if she falls is another question.

I don’t want to live. The lack of limbs is not the problem. Sophia was constantly being tested to her limits as a human being. Of course, someone else might be living a more miserable life. So, there may be such a life that the absence of limbs is not recognized as any disability.

Look at the homeless, for example. Aren’t you constantly craving for life while brushing your teeth with dirty water and eating leftovers? Other children have no parents. So she is abused at the orphanage…

Tok, tok, tok.

“Oh, oh, why are you doing this again? Hey? Are you going to keep coming out so uncooperatively? Oh really. I can’t eat it because I’m annoyed. Don’t eat. What is this? Under. Really my No, it’s not polite for people to do this. Why is there no case! What are your parents saying? A person is feeding you all of a sudden, but why are you suddenly lowering your head!”

Sophia looked up at the ground. It’s not the ground, it’s the blanket. The spot where the soup was wiped off was still a bit darker than the rest. Oh, that’s a mess. Haha. Won’t clean up I’ll have to clean it up later. Oh, come to think of it, I was a body that couldn’t be cleaned, right? Hi-Hi. Stupid me

Took. Took. Took.

Saliva leaks As if Sophia’s mind had melted, saliva leaked out. As if Sophia’s brain had all melted and flowed down her nostrils, or as if there was some kind of connection down her throat and it was leaking there, her snot and saliva flowed. It seems like her mind is going crazy.

Where is everyone
Can anyone help
Every time you guys are in pain, I tried my best to heal you somehow while suffering with you, but why don’t you guys treat me when I’m sick?
Are banquets important? I am? I’m falling apart like this, why don’t you guys even come to see my face?
A hospital visit might come.
Do I cry
Really cry?
Die like this?
Ahaha, I can’t die.

“Wuck.”
“Oh my, what are you doing! Why are you spitting all of a sudden! My God, my God.”

I hate to hear it.

“Hee-wook. Whoops.”
“If you want to throw up, go out and do it!”

I want to go out too.

“Kek.”
“No, really, I can’t stand it. Really. Hey, does the world know? Did you go around swindling that this is a saint? Oh, it’s frustrating.”

I’m to save the likes of you.

Mind,
Come crashing down.

*

“Ah, you are a caregiver. Hello. Sophia How are you?”
“Ah… That, that’s it”

It’s Carl’s voice.

It is a knife.
The knife.
Carl Leben.

Came to rescue me