Chapter 91: Resurrection of the Dead (1)
The hero embraced the lifeless girl and wept for a long time.
"If only I had done a little better... If only I had finished off that snake for sure..."
The hero kept blaming himself endlessly. How pitiful. But who could have known? That the snake that fled while the hero was fighting the wyvern would attack this village.
If I had known... If I had finished it off, would this village have been safe? Yes, it would have been safe. If that snake had died, it would have been safe.
"Oh, God..."
The hero began to seek the divine.
"Oh Goddess of Life, who entrusted me with the weighty duty of a hero..."
The hero began to seek me.
"Please... Help me..."
The hero spoke in a weak voice.
"If this is the sin of neglecting the responsibility you have given me, I will gladly accept it."
The hero sobbed.
"But shouldn't that sin be directed only at me...? This girl has no sin at all, does she?"
The hero began to cry like a child.
"So please... Save this girl... Don't you rule over all life? Please, please, I beg you. I won't run away from my role anymore..."
I let out a small sigh.
"Alright."
"Sister...?"
I had suddenly appeared in front of the hero.
"I won't ask where you've been running off to. You must have had your own worries too."
It was a lie. I had been watching everything.
If the hero had not taken on this duty, I wonder how this child would have lived.
I had been watching her living among the people in this small village.
It didn't look too bad.
"Sis-sister..."
"There, there, you foolish thing."
The hero clung to me, crying like a child. No, even more childish than when he was a child.
Did he regress or something?
"Sister... Please help me..."
"Alright, I know. I've heard everything."
I examined the girl nestled in the hero's embrace.
Her arm was broken, her ankle was twisted, and her shoulder was rotting with the snake's venom.
I began to touch the girl's body in various places.
I realigned the broken bone, returned the twisted ankle to its proper position, and placed my hand over the blackened wound, which disappeared in an instant.
"Eh, eh..."
"I haven't revived her yet. I've only cleaned her body. Let's go find the others first."
"The others...?"
"Given the state this girl is in, shouldn't we look for the others as well? Or is reviving her alone enough?"
The hero seemed quite embarrassed, his face reddening.
"Alright, hand that child to me and go draw your sword."
I pointed my finger at the giant snake with its head pierced, and the hero, slightly flustered, handed the girl to me and went to retrieve the sword from the snake's corpse.
Really, when will he start acting properly? Tsk tsk.
"I, the one who represents the great name of Life, speak."
I recite some words that sound like a spell, since there are eyes watching.
"There are pitiful souls here awaiting resurrection."
[Thanatos?]
[Yes, Creator Dragon God.]
[Will you restore their souls?]
"Birth and death that exist under the name of Life, negate their fate."
[Huh? Suddenly?]
[I ask you.]
[But...]
"Let their hearts to beat again, their blood to flow again, and their breath to return."
[Ugh... Understood. Since the Creator Dragon God requests it, I have no choice.]
[Thank you.]
[It's only because the Creator Dragon God directly requested it. And these are recently deceased, so their souls are not difficult to find.]
"You shall be revived."
Following my words, the unseen figures of the Grim Reapers could be seen briefly returning the souls of the villagers.
Good, it seems all the villagers' souls have returned.
As a finishing touch, I raised my right hand and said,
"Resurrection!"
At the same time, the villagers' hearts started beating again. With their bodies intact and their souls returned, there should be no problem with them reviving.
Their hearts beat, breath returns. It will take time for them to regain consciousness, but it won't take long.
"Did... Did we really... come back to life...?"
The hero was greatly surprised to see the girl's body start breathing. Hmm, did he not believe my words?
Well, that's understandable.
Anyway, that was the first time the resurrection magic (not really magic) revealed itself.
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Resurrection Magic. The Miracle of Resurrection.
This magic, known as the most famous miracle of the Church of Life, makes everyone admire, envy, and cannot disregard the Church of Life.
In the distant past, this magic was first used at the request of a nameless hero, and unlike other magic, it is called a magic that does not consume mana.
While it is necessary to regenerate the body, this is just a process of consuming life force, not mana.
By borrowing the name of [the Mother of All Life], this magic revives the souls of the dead and brings them back to life.
Compared to the magic of any school, this is a heterogeneous and fanciful magic.
In a way, it can be called a miracle that manifests by borrowing the name of [the Mother of All Life].
The most famous users of this resurrection magic are the Dragon's Priestesses, the saints of the Church of Life, and a few high priests of the Church of Life who have been chosen by the Mother of Life.
Of course, such high priests are as rare as one in a hundred years, and in the case of the Dragon's Priestesses, they appear only when the world is in crisis... Resurrection magic is a rare magic that cannot even be witnessed in ordinary times.
However... Can this magic really be called magic?
Can a magic that does not use even a bit of mana be called magic?
Wouldn't it be more appropriate to call it a miracle?
- Resurrection Magic. Is it magic? Or is it a miracle?
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T/N: This novel keeps getting better, isn't it?