Episode 24: He Revives Once More

Aransel, who broke through the Shade Moon’s magic with Sohan.

Immediately after contacting Soun-nim, she headed back to the Star Cluster Society building.

“Aransel, even if you go after Soun-nim has cleaned up…”

“No. Harua would definitely have done something.”

Soun isn’t the type to take care of such things.

He will surely try to eliminate the enemy first and foremost.

Aransel had seen what kind of person Harua was in the past.

He is a person with no brakes.

Once he makes a decision, he acts without hesitation, not caring about his own safety.

Whenever she saw that side of him, it felt like he had multiple lives.

He always had a strange conviction that he would never die.

Aransel also has her own guesses that Harua has a special ability.

The reason she didn’t bother asking about it was because Harua himself didn’t want to talk about it.

But even if he has such an ability, he is not an invincible being.

He’s still a person who screams when he’s in pain.

Aransel felt a strange sense of unease.

It was the anxiety that Harua would definitely have done something.

As she ran down the hallway, she saw disciples rushing out from the direction of the chairman’s office.

In addition, she saw a man collapsed at the shattered entrance.

Shade Moon.

He was one of the members of the Black Dawn.

His upper and lower body were neatly severed.

She could tell whose swordsmanship it was as soon as she saw it.

It’s Soun.

As Soun cleaned up the Black Dawn, the disciples were hurrying to evacuate.

There was no reason to stay here any longer.

“Aransel, it seems like Master has already gone after the rest of the gang.”

Sohan felt Soun’s presence disappear and spoke.

“You guys.”

At that time, a large disciple called out to the two of them.

It was a man with tattoos all over his body.

“Pendar.”

He was a disciple of the Arnet Guild Leader, optimized for covert operations that mainly buy and sell information.

“I was acquainted with Raphael-nim’s disciple.”

“Harua?”

When Aransel asked back in surprise, he looked at the door with a troubled expression.

“I owe him my life. I will repay it even if I have to tell the Guild Leader.”

Owe him his life? What does that mean?

Aransel felt even more anxious.

Pendar bowed his head and left.

The disciples had all left the chairman’s office.

For some reason, Aransel felt like she couldn’t breathe properly.

Is Aransel in a deep relationship with Harua?

That’s not the case.

She’s only met him for a few weeks at most.

Even then, Aransel had originally spent more time being at odds with Harua.

But Aransel was feeling an unparalleled sense of comfort with Harua.

He was the first person she could reveal her true feelings to.

Harua was such a unique person to Aransel.

He was a person who left a strong impression despite their short meeting.

Aransel entered the chairman’s office.

The chairman’s office still had flames that hadn’t been extinguished and traces of battle.

She could clearly feel how fiercely the disciples had fought against the Black Dawn.

And among them, there was the biggest trace.

It was the mark of a flame beam that had even melted the rock pillars.

In front of it, two corpses were laid out.

One was a corpse that still had some form left.

Babien Astria.

She was a woman Aransel also knew.

And the other one was melted to the point where she couldn’t even recognize the shape.

This person, whose body was mostly melted, with bones barely remaining and more than half turned to ashes.

Aransel staggered and slowly sat down in front of it.

Sohan’s lips moved slightly.

“No way.”

Aransel didn’t answer.

She was just staring at Harua in a daze.

The face of Harua, who was sending her away at the last moment, came to her mind.

Harua, who was smiling at her.

He smiled strangely well.

He was a bizarre man who would smile no matter what the situation.

And she shouldn’t have let him go like that.

At least she should have sent Sohan outside and come herself.

What’s with not wanting to save people?

What’s with only caring about himself?

Pendar said that Harua had saved his life.

It’s not just him.

Surely many disciples in this place owed him their lives in the same way.

It was only Harua’s role to stop the Black Dawn and buy time.

“You, idiot.”

Aransel lowered her head with the sorrow that flowed out from between her lips.

Sohan stood by her side, took a breath, and turned away.

“I’ll call a magician.”

If it’s turned into ashes like that, it’s not easy to move the body.

It’s better to call a magician to preserve the body.

And it seemed like it would be good to give Aransel some time alone.

Aransel didn’t respond to Sohan’s words and just sat there quietly.

Time passes.

Outside, the number of people who knew about the commotion and were moving increased.

Aransel was just silently looking at Harua’s corpse.

At that time, a wind blew from somewhere.

The surroundings were blocked by walls.

There was nowhere for the wind to blow from.

Aransel soon realized where the wind was blowing from.

Harua’s corpse.

It was the wind blowing from there.

Aransel’s eyes slowly began to widen.

The ashes followed the wind and began to form something.

It was a human body.

And it was someone Aransel knew well.

Black hair, snow-white skin.

Along with a somewhat sullen expression and the dark circles under his eyes.

Harua was born again on top of the ashes.

Aransel was watching the scene with her eyes wide open.

It was only natural, as it was such an unbelievable sight.

Soon after, Harua’s eyelids went up.

After blinking his eyes once or twice to check his vision, he made eye contact with Aransel.

“Hmm.”

Harua made a troubled sound and grabbed the back of his neck.

“Good morning.”

Aransel rushed in right away.

* * *

Immediately after resurrection, Aransel was right in front of me.

The first thing I thought when I saw her was, ‘I’m screwed.’

In fact, it might have been somewhat predicted from the moment I provoked the Crimson Monarch.

But at that time, I couldn’t think of any other way.

I had to do anything to buy time.

And it burned brilliantly.

I can still feel the heat of the high temperature melting my body.

Fortunately, the Crimson Monarch seemed to be aware of my ability and used more firepower.

Thanks to that, I burned up completely without even feeling the pain.

“Aransel, I’m going to die again like this.”

Right now, I was being hugged by Aransel.

And it was a strong hug that pressed down on my neck.

I realize once again how strong Aransel’s strength is.

They say that the outer tribes have different physical abilities than the human race, and that’s exactly right.

“…Is that all you have to say right now?”

Aransel, who was hugging me, asked.

I couldn’t see what kind of expression she had because I could only see the top of her head.

“Are you disappointed?”

Aransel must have noticed what kind of ability I have from what just happened.

I am an immortal who does not die.

As long as there is resurrection magic, I will be revived again and again.

On the other hand, Aransel was treating me like some kind of saint who doesn’t care about his own life.

I just acted without hesitation because I knew I wouldn’t die.

Then Aransel, who was in my arms, shook her head.

“Harua, can’t you feel pain?”

I can feel it.

I feel it all vividly.

Death is long.

Until the brain is completely turned off, the brain lengthens the perceived time, trying to live even a little longer.

It’s the brain’s struggle to shout at the body to do anything.

And that time was the pain I had to endure entirely.

“It hurts.”

Aransel trembles.

That trembling was completely transmitted to me.

“It hurts Harua too.”

“Even so.”

“It’s not normal to throw your body like that when you feel pain even if you don’t die.”

Is that so.

I could have thought of it that way.

People are surprised by even the smallest pain and hesitate to act rashly.

People hesitated even at the thought of being cut by a single piece of paper.

But why?

I just didn’t want to stay still.

Maybe my brain broke down on the first day I was resurrected.

I just didn’t like a futile death.

Because I’ve died like that before.

I don’t want to see that again with my own eyes.

I hate that this shitty world is turning back to irrationality.

“It’s more comfortable to confront it than to live irrationally.”

It’s not like I want to die either.

This time again, there was no other way.

No matter how much I learned holy magic, it wasn’t enough to overcome the situation I was facing.

Even though I’m a holy magician, my combat ability is still lacking.

All I could do in front of the Monarch or the Black Dawn was to believe in resurrection and cause chaos.

Aransel looked at me with a face that said she had a lot to say.

But she didn’t say anything more.

Just as I respected her wishes, she respected my wishes too.

“Still, take care of your body.”

What a kind fellow.

Aransel is a racist, but her personality is so kind that she’s like an idiot.

“Okay, I get it, so can you give me something to wear? I’m starting to feel ashamed and want to die again in this state.”

“Ah.”

I burned up completely along with my clothes.

I didn’t want to be naked anymore.

While Aransel hurried to find clothes.

I sat down and looked at another corpse next to me.

The owner of the corpse was Babien.

She was the one who shouted against her master’s injustice.

Did she know she would die like that?

At least people live without imagining that they will die.

“I don’t like that she insulted Shishiroka, but.”

I decided to compromise with her being dead.

I put my hand on the completely burned corpse.

Soon after, resurrection magic was granted and the body began to recover.

“Hweek, hik!”

Soon after, Babien was resurrected naked.

She was burned black like me.

There was no way clothes would have remained.

“W-where is this.”

Babien looked around and showed a bewildered expression.

Her face was confused with memories.

Soon after, she and I made eye contact.

Her eyes slowly widened as she saw me naked, and then she opened her mouth as she saw her own state.

“W-w-w-what did you do to this young lady!”

What a load of crap.

I didn’t even look at her because I felt like I had ruined my eyes, and I just got up.

I felt bad that Babien’s eyes were on my lower body, but I decided to be confident.

“Don’t insult Shishiroka in the future.”

Babien was stunned and couldn’t say anything.

When I came outside, I saw Aransel running from afar.

The clothes she was holding seemed to be for an employee.

After receiving and wearing it, I felt regretful that I had lost my original clothes.

After all, Raphael had given them to me as a gift.

In addition, I remembered that there was a Black Dawn collaborator in the Grace Magic Tower thanks to that.

“Aransel, how many of the disciples know that I died?”

“It seemed like everyone knew.”

Well, I did something noticeable.

Even if I’m walking around fine, no one will think that I was resurrected with resurrection magic.

They’ll probably think I had some kind of trick.

Still, I didn’t think it would be good to run into them.

I should get out of here quickly.

“Then, how many survived?”

When I asked for the last time, Aransel took a small breath.

“Everyone was safe except for you two, Harua and Babien.”

“Black Dawn, those morons deserve it.”

That damn money-grubbing whore.

I gave her a satisfying blow.

Aransel looked at me with eyes that said she couldn’t stop me, but it was the most rewarding thing that had happened recently.