Chapter 377 – Armals (10)
Signatio took Primor to the examination, just as he did when he dismissed my warlock suspicions.
Why did Signatio come out?
Well, he must have come to say goodbye.
Fortunately, the nun came with me for a few minutes, so there’s no need to say I’m not sure.
By the way, I’ve been waiting like a country mutt watching the pot boil.
It was a crossroads between whether the soybean paste would dissolve in that boiling water or whether it would become my bath water. 1 second feels like 10 minutes.
‘If my thoughts go astray and I’m going to hit you again, I’ll fight back this time, damn it.’
I made that promise, but luckily for Cornelius and I, we never had a life-or-death decision.
〈… Undoubtedly. It looks like you are about 6-7 weeks pregnant.〉
It was thanks to such an explanation from Signatio, who returned with Primor.
“I-I really am! Did my son really go to see his son before he died!〉
‘Okay! Don’t do that to me! Thank you, thank you… !〉
Old Cornelius’s wife clasped Signatio’s hand and burst into tears.
It could be regarded as sexual harassment, but this is also the fault of Signatio, who dresses as a man.
‘But I was the one who informed you of the pregnancy and I was the one who was beaten, so why is Signatio receiving the thanks?’
Scenario was also dealing with the crying old gentleman with a slightly awkward face.
The world is always unfair to men.
When will the era of machoism return?
“Geugggeek…”
I caused a throbbing sore throat.
It seems that there is a way to figure out a person’s genetic traits here, as befits another world with bloodlines in the world.
It’s probably magic, but I don’t know the principle. Because that’s out of my area of expertise.
‘I don’t have to go all the way to a genetic test.’
I don’t know, but didn’t the
Primor’s child will be 100% of the blood of Armials.
‘Before he was killed by the warlock, he probably slept with them several times.’
Newlyweds don’t have sex?
That would be as absurd as making the Pororo theatrical version unavailable to young people.
Primor caressing his stomach blankly to see if there is a bar to pull on.
She mumbled, stuttering her words, as if bewildered.
〈You wouldn’t have thought it was strange even if his condition got worse. That’s because you had so many psychological shocks.〉
I answered with what I had thought of beforehand.
Her physical condition in Primor would have been unremarkable, but she would have attributed the fatigue to her shock at the loss of her husband.
Of course, it was thanks to her stamina and her luck in Primor that the fetus survived the forced march that followed.
If she wasn’t a pretty good archer who could handle her mana…
‘Well. I don’t want to imagine that much.’
No, in that case, she wouldn’t have said she would take revenge, so would it have been no problem?
Well anyway That day, after being scolded by Dana and lying on the bed, I remembered this possibility in my sleep.
And really, for a moment, I was so cold that my drowsiness ran away.
Why? Because it reminded me of my first meeting with her.
‘… Didn’t I blow my stomach at Primor?’
I said.
It must have been when he was misunderstood as a black magician, around that time.
In order to subdue Primor before clearing up the misunderstanding, I used the cardiopulmonary arrest technique I had just learned to attack her stomach with mana.
Of course, I had to adjust my strength back then.
Even though I am a veterinarian as a dropout, I, Kang Buk-ho, also learned medicine.
I know how dangerous it is to injure a person’s internal organs.
If done wrong, it’s a real hospital and treatment magic, and there’s a chance that you’ll run around without a chance to take him away, so the attack—as I said at the time—was only lightly touched.
The position was also not on the side of the uterus.
‘If you think about when a man gets hit by a burl, he’ll be subdued with just a slight hit.’
When I hit the guts, I use my balls as a measure of pain.
That’s why at that time, I thought that the power of a little strong night was enough.
‘But it’s true that I was lucky.’
I was able to avoid a major accident thanks to the power control, but if the location or power of the hit was slightly different…
‘… Hmmm.’
I get cold sweats even thinking about it now. We almost got screwed.
If she was a little twisted, she could have become the enemy of her son rather than Kitai Daehyeop, who had avenged her husband.
‘I heard you don’t carelessly hit other people’s women.’
I shudder as I recall the maxim of machoism.
Father, you are right.
Maybe if I visit later and tell you that I saw a pregnant woman, that day will be the eldest son of the Roh family, right?
Another secret to take to the fucking grave.
Well, that’s it Because the secret is what makes a man a man.
“Well then… Really?〉
Primor hugs her stomach with trembling hands.
I was about to sneak out of her because I felt sorry for blending into the angle of that deeply moving scene, but then her eyes met her primor.
〈… Ah!! Mo, the body! Is your body okay?!〉
Only then, as if recalling the tender flesh of the motherfucking bastard — me —, Primor gestured to the escort.
– Chuck.
Then the female knight brought an elixir.
Primor opened the lid of the elixir without hesitation.
‘Don’t panic. It is not good for the fetus.〉
I wonder how much of a difference it would make to a child who had a bloody day for prenatal education.
“And you should drink this rather than me.”
I pushed the elixir back without showing any pain like a macho.
A widow who lost her husband and Machora work as a fixer.
When I think about it again, it was a combination that would appear in a Western or Pulp Fiction.
Primor alternately looked at me and the Elixir pushed towards him.
She gave a firm nod of her head, perhaps indicating her trust in me, and drank the elixir.
Elixir is a potion that is too strong for pregnant women to drink. Like the HP potion in the game, other world potions can cause serious harm if you drink them recklessly.
Cornelius, who seemed to know that, was startled to faint, but I ignored it.
If we are a combination that would appear in a B-grade macho movie, shouldn’t the ending be a happy ending just like a B-grade?
Keying… !
I opened Odin’s eyes.
He raised Primor’s hand and drew a line on his forearm with the tips of the runes.
The medicinal effect flowed along the green line connected like a circuit.
I diligently controlled the direction of the elixir so that the powerful medicinal effect would not flow to the fetus.
There’s nothing difficult about doing something like this. It is easier than controlling an RC car for me, who crosses the realm of masters in mana control.
Whoa ah… !!
The medicinal effect of the elixir showed an unusual movement.
It apparently entered through the neck, but the way the medicinal effect flowed had nothing to do with the structure of the body.
‘Is it flowing through capillaries?’
No, even that was odd.
Normally, nutrients absorbed by the body would not work in such a fucking way. It makes me wonder what the material is.
Of course, it wasn’t difficult to control—but that’s why it caught my eye even more.
‘This… Perhaps?’
While manipulating the healing energy filled with magic that controls the direction of the medicinal effect, I suddenly realized something.
Where this medicinal effect flows——Isn’t that the organ that mana moves through that I call a mana catheter?
─Shush shush shush!
Change occurred where the effect was concentrated.
The ring finger of Primor’s left hand began to grow as if light were being woven into a thread. I looked at it with wide-open eyes.
No, no.
What I was seeing was the process itself, rather than the outcome of the treatment.
It was a momentary realization brought about by magic that controls the uniqueness and medicinal effects of potions called elixirs.
Thanks to my mana flowing along with the medicinal effect, I seemed to have a chance to visually observe the mana moving inside my body.
This may be an opportunity that cannot be exchanged for a thousand gold.
A miraculous chance!
I widened my eyes until I was bloodshot, and spread the medicinal effect all over her broken body.
‘… It’s completely different from when Diavolo used his aura.’
His swordsmanship was far more powerful and sophisticated than this.
But the principle is the same.
Apparently, like Primor, there is a non-existent mana channel for that bastard, and even Auras come from there.
Natural state and non-natural state.
The gap between them must be the secret of Aura!
‘The difference, what is the difference?’
I gritted my teeth and squeezed my hair.
If Primor’s overworked body spread like medicinal effects and mana like leaf veins, the offspring flowed like a water cannon without hesitation.
‘Like a water cannon… Is it the difference in mana output?’
It was like lightning flashed in her head.
As if I had found a way to get over a wall that couldn’t even see its height, a thrill ran through my back.
‘It amplifies the flow of mana within the body quickly and strongly, and opens the passage through which mana will move even to the weapon!’
And that all at once, like digging through a tunnel blocked by water pressure!
‘So no matter who used what kind of mana, the aura seemed to emit light!’
If this makes sense
Plausible enough
Under these conditions, he would have to have the ability to control mana that much, and the mana-catheter had to be strong enough to withstand that kind of pressure. Both are essential conditions for an outstanding warrior.
It’s been half a year since I lost my sword in another world.
Finally, I figured out the minimum conditions for using an aura.
Faaaaa!!
At that time, Primor’s treatment was over.
I let go, forgetting for a moment the joy and the unexpected harvest.
A few sips of the finest elixir was more than enough to treat missing fingers and soothe a tired body.
〈… I’m back.〉
Primor said as if muttering involuntarily.
As the saying goes, her fingers became natural numbers.
Five fingers, the number of ordinary happiness that many people enjoy.
“Do you have a ring?”
As if possessed, Primor pulled her wedding ring from her necklace.
It’s an enviable ring any time you look at it. It must be quite expensive compared to the wedding ring I bought.
However, the value of a wedding ring was more in the heart than the price.
─Such.
A wedding ring was placed on the ring finger of her left hand, which was empty.
She looked back and forth at her as if it were awkward. The clear sunlight illuminated the clean ring.
Maybe, that look reminded me of the days when I dreamed of ordinary happiness.
〈… Huh.〉
Drops of water fell on the ring with a suppressed voice.
There was no way that a drop of rain had fallen from the cloudless sky. Still, everyone gathered here raised their heads or looked away as if checking the state of the sky.
Among them, I was the only one, sitting on the floor hugging a vaguely swollen stomach, watching Primor cry.
Signatio, who was making the sign of the Church of Janus, changed his words, as if remembering what Diavolo had said earlier.
I raised my head thinking about that.
Diavolo had said. It is said that the gods of Romania are false idols created by man.
‘I don’t know if it’s true, but if you think about it that way, there are aspects that make sense.’
Pomona, god of fertility and healing.
Janus, the god of door and protection.
It is the same with these two gods.
‘To be honest, these are too convenient for humans.’
Isn’t it? Think about it.
Odin, the main god of Germania, is the god of magic and death.
Even though this Deutsche Mt. Snow God is the main god of a mythological system, the field that he is mainly in charge of is a mess.
Storm? Death? Magic?
Isn’t that kind of power that doesn’t help the average person.
Where is Odin like that?
All the other gods are also conceited.
Narmer-Nile is a sun god whose name is ‘Ra’, which is served as the main god of Jus, a country suffering from drought and heat due to sunlight.
‘It’s like the gods of Greek mythology who don’t exist in this world.’
Lightning god Zeus.
Hades, god of the underworld.
Poseidon, god of the sea.
Are the lunatic rapists in charge of that kind of thing God? Wouldn’t those bastards be more like a disaster?
As such, ‘God’ is not originally a being that is kind and beneficial to humans.
The personification of the sun, lightning, storm, and death.
Idols that are feared, served, and worshiped are also the essence of God.
Even in a different world where there is a true God, God is a great being and a symbol of fear.
By comparison, what about the Romanian gods?
Pomona’s blessing is too beneficial to humans.
He is a god who presents abundant harvests to this vast land and heals the injured. If you’re a farmer, you won’t be able to stop believing.
The same goes for Janus.
A god who defeats evil, protects good people, and even curses them?
He was an apostle of justice who was competent enough to be treated with aegyo even if he lacked healing ability.
It makes me think that the reason why Romania added ‘Holy Empire’ to her country name is not elsewhere.
Since ‘a person with the ability to serve as a god’ was worshiped as a god, isn’t it possible that only gods who are kind and friendly to humans exist in Romania?
The front and rear match perfectly.
‘But… What’s wrong with that?’
I sneered at the thought of Diavolo, who was talking proudly.
A god created? So what did you do?
The fact that humans created gods was not a word that came as a surprise to Kang Buk-ho, an Earth man who was an atheist.
For me, God is a fictional being based on people’s beliefs from the beginning.
Just like the caterpillar-shaped stone statues that the insects of the other world served in the past, it is a false belief like a bubble.
That’s why Primor, who sheds tears over a single ring, thinks that’s enough.
Forgetting her dignity, I turned my back on her crying and stole her nose.
How much her primordi husband loved her is unknown.
If the position were reversed, he might have just taken a new wife rather than stepping out to avenge Primor.
Yes it is There is no way to know the mind of a dead person.
But, I guess it doesn’t matter anyway.
When it comes to people’s beliefs, it was a more sound way to use them in positive rather than negative places.
If you can’t understand the heart of the dead anyway, you can trust that he loved Primor with all his heart and loved her child the same way.
To pass on the pride of her father to the unborn child.
That would also be a thing for Primor, who will soon become a mother.
“… But wives. Why did you guys just watch while her husband was being beaten?”
“… She was debating what to do if Nord really touched her married woman.”
“Even my wives don’t believe in my Juji. Can I bite my tongue and search?”
“Aha♡! Look at it! Didn’t I say that senpai only touched virgins, so it would absolutely be a misunderstanding♡?”
You suck at it, bitch.
Isn’t that what a kid who stole and attacked someone else’s house on the first night said that?
She’s been beaten badly for good work anyway, so I’ll have to get something out of it.
Showing the fucking 21st century style of self-inflicted blackmail, I.
