Chapter Index

    A day passed after I regained consciousness.

    I was in the arms of my loved one and was crying a lot while getting my body checked.

    The results were fine.

    The core and circuitry were also straightened, and the melted muscles and flesh, and the pulverized bones were all returned cleanly.

    ‘Is it because I’ve become older?’

    It’s not the first time I’ve been in poor health.

    Even when pickled in the venom of the two-headed dragon, the body would heal and the injuries and poisoning would completely disappear.

    ‘Is it like a reset? If you think it’s impossible to recover, just go back to your childhood…’

    Previously, most of the bodies were pickled in poison and died.

    This time, he was hit by the aftereffects of the 10th round and Purgatory’s injuries, so it wouldn’t have been strange if he had been buried in the ground.

    In common parlance, it’s too much of a mess.

    There are more parts that need to be fixed than the parts that are fine, so I might just reset it.

    ‘Is this a curse function? Or a racial function?’

    It was not easy to tell them apart.

    Whatever it was, I survived, so it was good for me, and I hope it functions like this next time too.

    ‘And my left arm regenerated…’

    He wiggled his left arm with a strange expression. It felt awkward because it was his natural arm, not a prosthetic arm.

    This was difficult to be completely happy about. This was because there were strengths gained by wearing the number of artifacts.

    “Are your small hands awkward?”

    Another hand was placed on the left hand that was shaking.

    “Rather than being awkward, it’s just interesting.”

    “Even if you already have experience? Well, it would be hard to get used to it.”

    The touch continued.

    He would sometimes check my fingerprints, and sometimes he would run his fingers and palms over me, tickling me a little.

    My new left hand seemed to be in good shape.

    But my body was trembling with ticklishness.

    As I turned my head, some of the outside air, unrecognizable, came in through the strong scent of milk.

    Finally, when I pulled out my face that had been buried deep in my chest, Elia’s bright yellow eyes appeared right in front of my nose.

    “Ugh, it came out.”

    The gently curved eyes came closer.

    A warm sensation gently touched my lips.

    The corners of my mouth naturally twitched in a heavenly situation where I could enjoy affection, warmth, and body odor all at once.

    Elia smiled warmly and kissed the corner of my mouth as she asked.

    “Baby, aren’t you hungry?”

    “Yes… I’m full.”

    Before going to Elia, Hong Yeon-hwa fed him a lot and left.

    Thanks to that, the jangling belly felt heavy and a rich sweet flavor lingered in my mouth.

    “… Tsk. Then your head won’t hurt or your circuits will feel tingly, right? ”

    “Yes, it’s really okay.”

    “Hmm… Well. I guess I can trust it.”

    “… … ”

    I buried my face in her plump chest, filled with worry and affection, and a tinge of doubt.

    ‘It’s really okay…’

    Although he was acting like a baby and living a life of luxury, he wasn’t just playing.

    Naturally, the right to autonomous action has been taken away.

    If you include the period of unconsciousness, it’s been about 15 days since the rampage began.

    But the battlefield is still Busan-like, because the rampage is still going on.

    Even though I controlled the level of rage myself, I couldn’t help but roll my tongue.

    I suddenly felt afraid of what kind of disaster would have occurred if something like that had happened at once.

    It would have been okay if I had been held in a warm embrace and stroked every time…

    anyway.

    Of course, it is true that excessive use of horsepower is burdensome, and it is also true that using the power is burdensome.

    There are still a few things that are possible in that state.

    One is the operation of an already-established workshop.

    In particular, the workshop is reducing the burden on the front lines by adjusting the number of golems that are being automatically produced.

    The other is the operation of spirits.

    Spiritualism is a technique that originally had particularly good magical power efficiency.

    This is because spirits can be summoned, maintained, and activated by receiving magical power distributed throughout nature.

    If I use the remaining magical power by diluting it with natural magical power, the efficiency increases twofold.

    Moreover, since he was already deeply connected to the spirits, he was able to use the spirits efficiently even while in Elia’s arms.

    “Hmm… Baby? Do you want to say it with the necklace of confession?”

    But Elia’s gaze, staring down at me, is filled with distrust.

    It’s not just Elia.

    No matter how much I said I was okay, no one around me believed me…

    Even though his lips were pouting, he couldn’t say anything because he knew it was Dakarma.

    [It’s really okay…]

    “Well, I guess it’s really okay now.”

    I am finally moving on after hearing the truth through the necklace of confession.

    ‘It’s not even a lie detector…’

    The necklace of confession has a change in function, and if you listen to the voice and decide, you can distinguish between truth and lies.

    After receiving another kiss and finally pulling back my pouting lips, I thought of the necklace of confession that was still functioning properly.

    ‘It’s a good thing I put it in in advance. If I had just used it, it would have definitely been destroyed.’

    Just before the back side goes wild.

    I put the necklace of confession in the space.

    It was difficult because of the attachment function, but I was barely able to store it, and thanks to that, the necklace of confession did not break.

    The feathers of the Sky Wing are quite damaged from protecting the wings, but they can be quickly restored later if you feed them a lot of magic power.

    ‘On the other hand, the proof of guardianship is…’

    The condition is strange. He made a strange expression as he sensed the proof of guardianship stored inside his body.

    -Knock knock… Excuse me, can I come in?

    “Huh?”

    At that moment, a knock was heard from beyond the door along with a voice.

    Elia, who was fixing my hair, tilted her head.

    Elia probably didn’t hear it. This precious healing room was equipped with soundproofing magic.

    He turned his body around and rested his head on Elia’s chest.

    “Ellia, I am Daerasasa.”

    “Aha.”

    Elijah nodded after I revealed my identity, and then started manipulating the magic tool.

    -Woooosh!

    “Oh, it’s open.”

    As the door opened, a blue-haired woman, Daerasajeo, came in, letting out a sigh.

    Daerasajer has nowhere to go right now, so he stays on the front lines and helps with the monster subjugation.

    Putting aside simple skills, if you just spray lightning with enormous output, it’s easy to defeat a hundred people in a punitive battle.

    Besides that, even if you just returned, you might not be used to city life.

    Just now, he knocked directly instead of using a magic tool, and he has been showing many problems in his life in many ways.

    It’ll probably take some time to get used to it.

    “… Priest, how is your body? Are you still not showing any signs of growing?”

    Daerasajer made a strange expression as he looked at me in Elia’s arms, then waved his hand.

    [I’ll be back soon…]

    [By the way, when you come in, you have to press the magic button instead of knocking.]

    “Oh right! I think I forgot something… Hey, hello?”

    “Yes, hello. Daera.”

    When Daera Sajeo awkwardly smiled and greeted Elia, Elia smiled brightly and greeted him.

    While I was sleeping in the Master’s arms, he had already finished greeting the others.

    As Daerasajer sat down on a nearby chair, Elia looked out the window and asked.

    “There doesn’t seem to be any major commotion. Did the expedition end safely today?”

    “Yes, there was a lot of it, but there weren’t many high-ranking officials, so there wasn’t a dangerous situation.”

    “That’s fortunate. The number of patients coming from the rear has definitely decreased these days… Is the runaway trend slowly starting to decline? ”

    “Hmm… I’m not sure about that. Considering the guys inside, I think there are still a lot left… ”

    While the two were having a rather affectionate conversation.

    I retrieved the spirit that was attached to Daerasajeo.

    It was a spirit that had taken on a new form. The spirit that had been sitting on Daerasajeo’s shoulder flew towards me.

    ‘Thank goodness there were no major accidents.’

    -affirmation

    I gently stroked the spirit’s head, feeling the sound of the doctor’s voice ringing in my head.

    This child’s role was a kind of terminal.

    Since the observation wasn’t working, I attached the spirits to other people one by one in this way.

    By the way, I also have the spirits of Professor Riana and Elia attached to me.

    “Is Elia having a hard time? Like, the priest keeps whining at night and you can’t sleep… ”

    Suddenly, I was attacked while I was taking care of the spirit. I pout and express my dissatisfaction.

    [Sir, I’m not a baby…]

    “You look like a child, right?“

    [profit…]

    The playfulness was evident as he shook his arms at the sight of Erasajeo’s face.

    “Not at all. Rather, I don’t really stay awake that long. Hmm… ”

    Elia, who had been patting my back and giggling, suddenly looked down at me.

    When I tilted my head back and met her gaze, her gaze led to my lips.

    “… The difficult part is that you keep complaining about the side dishes?”

    “Wow, priest. Are you complaining about the side dishes? Were you really a kid?”

    [… … ]

    I had no way of refuting that statement, so I avoided eye contact.

    Erasajeo shrugged her shoulders, giggling.

    “I thought you wouldn’t be a picky eater because you eat everything you cook inside.”

    “Ha-yool cooked for you too? How did it taste?”

    “Oh, it was really, really delicious. It was the best food I’ve ever had in my life.”

    “Ha-Yul’s cooking skills are amazing. Even in the mansion, everyone is desperate to eat Ha-Yul’s cooking.”

    It’s a rather friendly atmosphere.

    Although it may be awkward since they only met recently, the sociable Elia and Era have become close friends.

    Thanks to that, I can talk about my inner feelings without hesitation…

    “It’s true that when you look at the priest again, you can see his childish side. Well, it’s not for me to say, but when you hold him in your arms, he suddenly becomes quiet?”

    “… I see?”

    -Huh?

    While I was tuning the spirits, I suddenly felt strength in the hand that was stroking my hair.

    Because I had turned my body around without realizing it, my face was buried in Elia’s chest that was fluttering in front of my nose.

    Elia smiled brightly and assured me that nothing had happened, and I was comfortably held in her arms and flailed around.

    [happiness]

    But then I thought about it and realized there was no need to get out, so I just let it go.

    As I was immersed in such warmth and abundance, I began to feel sleepy.

    I felt that way even more because I called Ma-jeom-bae.

    “Elia… I’m sleepy.”

    “Yes, you can sleep like this. Are you uncomfortable? Should I lay you down on the bed?”

    “No… It’s okay… “

    Even just the way it is now, it’s incredibly comfortable. As I shook my head, my pronunciation trailing off, Elia smiled and pressed her lips to my crown.

    ‘I should stay like this for a few days.’

    It is a feeling of the pain and fatigue in your soul completely disappearing.

    As if the kiss on my head was a signal, my consciousness sank into warmth.

    “… Like a real newborn─… ?… … ”

    “… ─That’s it, ahem, Harul’s sister─… … … ”

    I fell back into sleep, with the sound of conversation ringing in my ears as a lullaby.

    .

    .

    .

    “─Tae?Chang… ?Understand… Difficult… … ”

    “Me too… … Dad… Anyway… … ”

    ‘… Ugh… ‘

    The spirit that had been sunken slowly rose to the surface. It was not something that was forcibly taken away, but rather something that came naturally.

    Little by little, my senses are returning.

    The voluptuous feeling of being held tightly, the sound of my heart beating right next to me.

    The sweet and savory smell that tickles my nose and the warmth that comes from my skin…

    “… Softening… ”

    “Oh, did you wake up because of the loud noise?”

    It was Hong Yeon-hwa’s presence. As she moved her body slightly, the hand that had been on her back swept her hair.

    “Ugh… No… I just woke up… ”

    “That’s fortunate. There’s still a lot of time left until dinnertime. If you’re sleepy, you can sleep.”

    “It’s okay… ”

    Although I was tempted, I need to check the workshop again soon.

    This is why a young body is a problem. Even if you sleep a lot, it’s too much.

    Especially when you are held in my arms like this, it feels like I will fall asleep forever, so I have to control myself well.

    Swallowing his regret, he lifted his face from his chest and wiped his eyes with his hand.

    Hong Yeon-hwa fixed my hair that was messy from sleeping… and…

    “… … ?”

    That was when I felt something strange. To be exact, it was the presence of someone other than Hong Yeon-hwa.

    I didn’t feel anything strange quickly.

    It was because the power of observation was turned off, and because it was quite similar to Hong Yeon-hwa’s movements.

    ‘… Similar to a horror story?’

    Suddenly, an ominous thought occurred to me. I swallowed hard and opened my eyes for a moment.

    A tingling sensation spread through my head, and small pieces of information came to mind.

    Hong Yeon-hwa leaning against the back of the bed. I am frozen in her arms, rubbing my eyes.

    And, sitting on the chair next to the bed…

    My mouth fell open.

    “… … ”

    Hong Jin-seon. The current head of the Gyeophwa clan and Hong Yeon-hwa’s biological father.

    A person who appeared on the other side for some reason and stopped the tower lord of purgatory.

    He was sitting on a chair and looking at me and Hong Yeon-hwa with a very complicated expression.

    [ah]

    The necklace of confession let out a small elastic sound.

    The reunion with the master craftsman… was the worst.

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