Episode 41: Come, Sweet Death

The Apostle’s Disease.

The Reddish-Blotch Disease.

In this room, there were one hundred women dying from the Reddish-Blotch Disease.

Women whose bodies, including even their eyeballs, were dyed red.

The moment their entire body, including their organs, turned red, their life could no longer be sustained.

I examined them in a place filled with the disease, without any countermeasures.

After all, this place is so full of the Apostle’s Disease.

Even if I wore a mask or something, it would break through and I’d get infected.

Everyone is unconscious due to the pain.

In this state, they probably can’t even feel other pain.

Does the Apostle’s Disease disappear when resurrected with resurrection magic?

If asked about this, I was confident it would.

Resurrection magic cannot fix congenital conditions.

For example, there was no way to deal with the Seed of Banna that Shishiroka was born with.

However, the story was different in the case of diseases caused by external factors.

The Apostle’s Disease is a virus that comes from the outside.

So, it can be sufficiently cured with resurrection magic.

In other words, it cannot solve innate physical ailments.

Diseases such as herniated discs or bone disorders must be treated with other types of holy magic, not resurrection magic.

The reason I’m devoted to holy magic is to create holy magic that can solve the Seed of Banna when I revive Shishiroka someday.

However, resurrection magic works for diseases caused by external factors, viruses, curses, or poison.

That is the conclusion I have reached so far while using resurrection magic.

Honestly, I don’t really know how far resurrection magic will work.

In cases like cancer, which is caused by cell mutation, it was hard to guarantee anything until I used resurrection magic.

This was purely due to experience.

However, right now, that experience is telling me.

,Let’s take a break for a moment.

I poured holy magic into her heart.

With just that, the woman’s faint breath stopped completely.

Immediately after confirming the woman’s death, I raised my hand.

The light gathered in my fist is absorbed into the woman.

After a while, the red spots that had spread throughout the woman’s body began to disappear.

As expected.

Resurrection magic is also effective against the Apostle’s Disease.

If she is being resurrected, there is no room for the Apostle’s Disease to penetrate.

Because resurrection magic will eliminate the Apostle’s Disease.

I opened the tightly closed door and came out carrying the woman.

Then, I activated Sacred Weapon once again.

Sacred Weapon was activated on my entire body.

I was instantly surrounded by light armor that covered even my face.

The Reddish-Blotch Disease is a disease that is transmitted through skin contact and breathing with an infected person.

I am already infected from the moment I entered that room.

There is only one way to overcome the Apostle’s Disease.

Only someone with much higher magic power than the Apostle can forcibly drive out the disease.

I have been learning holy magic in my own way, but at my current level, I cannot be immune to the Apostle’s Disease.

With Sacred Weapon, I can move without skin contact or breathing.

However, it is difficult to breathe properly in this state, so I quickly picked her up and moved her.

As I had said in advance, there was no one around.

An empty room.

I laid her on the bed.

Then, I returned to the room of the infected again.

I closed the door, deactivated Sacred Weapon, and exhaled.

Holding my breath is no easy task.

But now, it’s just one person.

Ninety-nine more to go.

,Let’s hurry.

I muttered to myself and repeated the previous actions.

I give the woman’s heart more than enough holy magic and use resurrection magic.

And then move her to the room.

Thanks to the strength training I’ve been doing in my own way, it was easy to move the women who were emaciated from the disease.

Holding my breath was the main task, but it wasn’t too difficult.

,Horizon.

After filling five people, I changed the sign on the room.

Then, as I quickly returned to the infected room, I heard footsteps from outside.

Horizon and a maid came to move the women to another room.

,Harua-ssi.

After hearing the answer from outside, I move again.

And after filling five people, I called out to Horizon again.

Time passes.

I was moving busily, but the number of people, one hundred, still took quite a while.

And in the process, I learned one thing.

Drip-

Blood flowing down my nose.

It was evidence that I had used too much magic power.

,About twenty to twenty-five.

That was the total amount of magic power I could currently save.

My fingertips tremble.

Thanks to resurrection magic, or perhaps my innate talent, I had a lot of magic power.

Even I had a limit.

I learned something good from this.

Knowing the limit will be helpful when a situation arises later.

I moved a chair from the infected room and sat down.

In this state, I have no way.

I decided to rest quietly.

Come to think of it, like when I talked to Ririran, my heart still didn’t hurt.

I’ve been thinking about it lately.

Perhaps my physical loss is…….

Heart.

When I put my hand on my chest, it was as quiet as a mouse.

When I looked in the mirror next to me, I saw a pale face.

A face without a trace of blood.

The heart pumps blood throughout the body.

Since that’s not happening properly, that’s probably why my face is like this.

I let out a hollow laugh in disbelief.

I knew that physical defects would occur, but I’m really alive.

But.

It’s not bad.

Holy magic puts a strain on the heart.

But what about me, who doesn’t have a heart?

I can spam holy magic without the restriction of pain in my heart.

I have the highest efficiency as a holy magician.

Of course, pain is a signal that the body sends when it is in danger.

Since I don’t have a heart, I don’t know how much strain it puts on my body.

However, on the contrary, thanks to that, it will be an opportunity to escape the crisis.

I clenched both fists tightly.

It’s a situation given to me to become a great holy magician.

It’s a game that God has ordained for me to overcome all adversity and survive.

At that time, I felt a wriggling, burning pain in my arm.

When I rolled up my sleeve, I saw a red spot.

The red spots were spreading more and more throughout my arm.

Reddish-Blotch Disease.

I was finally starting to show symptoms.

It was something I had already expected from the moment I decided to treat them.

That was why I didn’t bother wearing a mask, since I was sure to get it anyway.

I got up, brushing off my butt, watching the disease eat away at my body.

Then, I wiped away the bit of blood that had flowed down my nose.

Now that I have the Reddish-Blotch Disease, I understand.

I know what kind of pain those people are enduring with this burning pain.

People who suffer just because an infected person has appeared.

It’s painful to be in so much pain that you feel like you’re going to die.

I know because I’ve experienced it in many ways.

Since I’ve already received the money.

It’s something I can solve with just a little effort.

I finish resting and start resurrecting again.

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Before I knew it, the day was setting.

My vision was spinning in the middle, but after repeating rest and resurrection magic, I finally had one last person left.

Resurrection magic permeated the last woman.

My head and insides throb.

However, the red spots that had spread not only to my upper body but also to my lower body were more painful.

It seemed that the speed at which the Reddish-Blotch Disease spread depended on the amount of magic power remaining in the body.

I used resurrection magic on one hundred people and ran out of magic power.

Thanks to that, the progression of the Reddish-Blotch Disease was much faster.

The Reddish-Blotch Disease had already reached just below my neck.

But now it’s the end.

The moment I squeezed out all the remaining magic power.

Pik-

One side of my vision went out.

It seemed that there was a problem with my eyeball due to excessive use of magic power.

Losing one side of my vision made my sense of balance a little strange.

But somehow, I picked up the woman and dragged my legs.

Squeak-

I opened the closed door and laid the last woman on the floor.

The inside of my throat is hot.

It seemed that the red spots had spread to my lungs.

I couldn’t even hold my breath, let alone use Sacred Weapon.

I couldn’t move her to the room from here.

So, I left her in front of the door and entered the room.

Thud-

As the door closed again, I staggered and collapsed.

,Keueu.

My mind began to become confused by the heat coming from my body.

It’s hot.

My body is very hot, as if I had fallen into a furnace.

I poured out all the remaining magic power a little while ago.

So, it seemed that the Reddish-Blotch Disease was aiming for the empty space of magic power and accelerating even more.

The Reddish-Blotch Disease swallows my entire body.

I felt like the Apostle was waving at me from afar, telling me to come.

Damn it.

I don’t know why you carry this kind of disease in your body.

I closed my heavy eyelids.

Due to the heat, my sweat and saliva have all dried up, and my lips are dry.

A languid sensation began to spread throughout my body rather than pain.

I was slowly reaching my limit.

I should have died once in the middle.

But even I have never killed myself directly.

Until now, I have lived desperately to survive.

I have never acted to die even once.

Killing yourself requires more courage than you think.

However, I couldn’t guarantee that I would die directly from the Reddish-Blotch Disease as it is.

Death is already confirmed anyway.

It was better to go to rest and recover quickly.

The decision has been made.

I groped around my waist.

Then, there was a dagger that I had received from Bulldog Ajussi in the past.

,Ah.

A sigh like scratching metal came out of my mouth.

Come to think of it, Nokseo would also have information about the missing.

After finishing this work, I should ask Madame about Bulldog Ajussi.

Even if there is no information, I have done this much, so she will still find out about it.

She’s not that stingy.

My consciousness is at its limit.

I turned the dagger around.

The hand holding the dagger trembles.

The first death I choose myself.

I don’t know if this will be the last time or if there will be more in the future.

But one thing is certain today: I am a courageous person.

Thwack!

The dagger, pulled with all my might, tore through the skin of my neck and pierced it.

The blood that had accumulated in my neck poured out, blocking my airway.

Is it because my whole body is already paralyzed with pain?

Fortunately, there was no particular pain.

The vision in my remaining eye was cut off.

My breath is cut off and all my nerves stop.

My consciousness also faded away.

In the death I chose for myself for the first time.

I dive towards a deep, deep rest.

Come, sweet death.