Chapter 303

Episode 303: Evidence (8)

The Inquisitor held his breath as he saw the person barely surviving from the Meister’s fingertips. Sigh. Sigh. Tears and snot continued to flow down my red cheeks and onto the floor.

“You’re crying really ugly...”

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu new).”

“Oh, stop squeezing the juice. “I’m going to get dehydrated if I keep doing this!”

Deathbringer, who was watching this, wiped his face with the lining of his cloak. It was not a friendly touch at all. As the resentment accumulated against the Inquisitor, his hands became rougher and his strength became stronger.

The Inquisitor’s face was crushed.

“We didn’t bring water.”

“I am I aaaaaahhh.”

Oh really. Deathbringer took off his cloak as he saw the crying burst out again. The surface coated with tears and snot was so large that it was difficult to continue writing.

“Demon knight ahhh.”

“I can’t cry because of you, really...”

However, his face that was revealed like that didn’t look very normal either.

Although it was less than that of the Inquisitor, the tip of his nose and his eyes were red and he sniffed and ate his nose. It was all concern for the demon knight.

“Both of you, shut up before I kill this guy due to failed treatment. “It’s so noisy that I can’t concentrate.”

“Sigh.”

“Fuck...”

However, the person with the most power here right now is no one else but Meister.

At his words, the two people covered each other’s mouths. There was nothing I could do because Meister was someone who would kill me for being noisy. The demon knight had to be saved first.

“Hah, that sucks...”

While they were desperately covering their mouths, the Meister who was carrying out the minimum measures also felt a little disillusioned. It’s nothing special, but I can’t see any way to save the demon knight? It was a bit of a surprise.

“I think we need to bring in a wizard who can use healing magic for this.”

How can you heal someone whose limbs have been chopped off in a situation where you don’t have the right tools or medicine?

Moreover, it wasn’t just the limbs that were cut off. There is a penetrating wound on the abdomen, and other parts are full of unusual marks. This means that the problem is far beyond what can be solved with universal measures.

The reason he’s saving his life now is because of their persistence, not because of anything he did. There is absolutely no way to do this here.

“Then...”

“Ride right now and go back to the castle wall and bring some wizards. “Honestly, there is no other way.”

Of course, even if they brought a wizard, there was a high probability that they would die before then. The round trip takes about 30 minutes, and I don’t think the demon knight can last 30 minutes with this tail.

But moving the demon knight to the castle wall here? If your internal organs are shaken, your internal organs will be pierced by your own bones and you will die. In the end, this is the best.

“Oh, okay...”

“You go too. “If you send me there alone, I’m sure you won’t be able to speak properly, and if you go alone, you might be attacked by the devil.”

“...Yes, yes.”

“Before you go, let’s hit the wall. “I don’t want to be killed by the devil.”

“...Then you become a demon knight.”

“It’s okay to wear an item that transmits divine power.”

The meister hurriedly kicked them out, then wrapped them in bandages and spread medicine.

Due to excessive blood loss, his face had taken on a faded color like a plaster statue, making him look like a corpse, but fortunately his chest was still rising and falling. Meister wiped away the sweat that was flowing for no reason.

“If you survive, I think it would be a good idea to study the tough vitality of magic users.”

No, does that mean the research has already been completed in the North? I’ve never looked into a paper on biological research, so I’m not sure if it was published or not.

The Meister muttered that and popped the cap off the hemostat.

“Anyway, the premise is to survive.”

And he poured the hemostatic agent on his crushed leg.

Even if I survive, my legs won’t be able to recover. Healing magic has not yet reached the realm of limb regeneration, and due to the nature of his body, he cannot receive divine healing from priests.

Even during this time, his mind is calmly assessing reality.

[Yes, everything must be based on survival.]

“....”

However, when the dying person with blank, open eyes made a sound, he reflexively bit back.

Sweet. At the same time, what he was holding was a utility knife that had been modified so that it could be used in any way.

“what.”

[well. Who could it be?]

The two gazes intersected and became entangled.

* * *

─Well, who would it be?

As soon as I left, I sighed as I saw the demon bastard behaving badly.

Did they send it out for no reason? Maybe I should have just left. That kind of low regret was a bonus.

“Is it okay....”

“I’m looking at it, so I guess I’ll do it in moderation.”

They blocked what was used as a last resort earlier, and there are contracts that can be put on hold at any time, so will they use more tricks?

[okay. The warrior even leaves to bring someone to heal.]

I looked at the devil in delight and eventually sighed as I looked at the indescribable expression on the boy’s face in my arms.

“But can you live with that? “I think I’ll die first from excessive bleeding.”

[If I leave....]

“What will be different if you leave? “Isn’t the magic required for recovery the same?”

[...You can fill your magic power by offering sacrifices.]

I see. When you offer a sacrifice, your magical power is filled.

“Is it okay?”

My eyes became cold. [Listen first.] It was the next thing that the devil went into servile mode again. After working several times and renewing my contract, I finally got the chance to leave.

─Don’t look at me like that. Because I suck too.

“That bastard really...”

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at the demon taking out his anger on the meister. Are you asking me to come back now?

“....”

...shit. Just look at it one more time.

As I watched Faust crouching down and observing the devil, I wondered if I could endure it again. If he takes longer than this, I won’t pay attention to him. It is that kind of heart that is engraved with patience and benevolence.

* * *

“What is the punishment?”

Meanwhile, Meister narrowed his eyes as he looked at the demon knight who was making a fucking statement in front of him.

Although it hasn’t been that long since I saw it, I know very well that the devil knights are not the group that speaks like that.

[How can this happen? Old magic, how can this happen? How could such a bodyless bastard...]

“What are you?”

[Don’t urge me, Gretchen. Do you think I have more options now?]

“....”

[It’s miserable. It’s so miserable. Why am I like this....]

Should I kill this? The meister thought for a moment as he looked at the being who only spoke to himself, not knowing whether it was a demon knight or a demon.

“...Meister.”

However, fortunately for some, that idea was not put into practice. This is because the other person’s red eyes have faded.

Meister instinctively realized that the owner of those eyes was someone I knew.

“why.”

“...I am trying to regenerate my body by borrowing the power of the devil.”

“Is this like the bet you made before?”

“...well. Rather than making a bet... it would be closer to the two sides’ wishes matching and temporarily joining forces.”

“Why aren’t you doing it?”

At his question, the demon knight slowly exhaled. The speech that continues slowly, syllable by syllable, as if this situation is difficult, is somewhat comical, but still understandable.

“...Even if it’s temporary, it’s strange to join hands with the devil in front of a priest.”

but. From what I heard, it seemed like in the beginning he said he was a devil and had to be killed, but in front of him, he joined hands with the devil and started talking about it.

The meister immediately understood the demon knight’s excuse.

“Then that thing that just popped out was the devil.”

“...okay.”

“good. “I don’t care, so just do it yourself.”

“Then go away. “I’m caught up.”

He further retreated before the curtain of divine power. Soon the devil knight’s gray eyes turned red again, and white slime came up through the cracks in the stones on the floor.

Slurp.

The white slime swirled on the floor like a Moskstraumen and created a black hole in the center.

Tuk. Soon, two elongated shadows protruded from between the holes. It was a white sword and an ordinary long sword.

“That...”

Among them, the pure white sword was easy to recognize. It was natural since it was a sword he sharpened himself.

That is a masterpiece created by using the bones of Lake Biryu as a foundation and using various magic.

“Why do you have that on you?”

I know that Green Ears once carried those two bags. However, since I fainted in Bemurchen and woke up without it, I thought I might have lost it in that incident... I had no idea it would pop up here.

The meister’s eyes blinked.

[Old magic.]

Unfortunately, there was no one here who could answer his questions. The devil left him alone and mumbled a spell.

[The ultimate law, the balance of the universe, a just exchange.]

Then the two long swords began to crumble into powder as if disintegrating. There was nothing to think about. That was clearly the adult’s doing.

“Fuck.”

How hard was it to make that!

The Meister swore several times as he watched his masterpiece melt into thin air.