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    hmm.

    What is this situation?

    “……So, this scar has a thick magic energy. It’s almost as if the scar itself is a curse, so how are you still alive? Where did you get this scar?”

    Yuni placed her hand on the long, horizontal scar on her back.

    ‘The wound you are pointing at was made by Nakir himself.’

    ‘There’s almost no bitterness left, but every time it rains, I feel like a demon is crawling on me once or twice.’

    ‘Thanks to the immortality, my body won’t be consumed or anything.’

    …If I were to say it literally, it would be like admitting that I am a former warrior, so I answered with only moderately edited information.

    “I heard you participated in the Demon War.”

    “Did you participate in the Demon War?”

    “Um… Really?”

    ‘That’s not wrong.’

    Demon War.

    It was a war that took place 19 or 20 years ago.

    It was so long ago that my memory is hazy, but it was around that time.

    The day when demonic beasts poured out from the upside-down world tree, the source of all evil, and the Four Heavenly Kings leading those demonic beasts set foot on the human land.

    Because of that, the Suin Kingdom and the Tachikan Kingdom were destroyed.

    The land of great warriors who could boast that their fighting power was comparable to that of the Empire was mercilessly trampled by the demons and the Four Heavenly Kings.

    Lionheart Lena de Tachikan, the king of the Tachikan kingdom and the king of beasts, who lost his country in an instant, led his people and surrendered himself to the empire.

    The Empire granted the former King Lionheart Lena de Tachikan the title of Duke and the title of Duke to commend his passion for fighting the Demons and risking his life.

    The surrounding area became established as a cultural sphere for the people within the empire.

    The Red Fox Tribe, the Shukeros family, were not originally nobles of the empire.

    When the Tachikan Kingdom was embraced by the Empire, it maintained its noble status.

    The Imperial leadership saw the demons pouring out and the Four Heavenly Kings declaring war as the birth of the Demon King.

    From then on, the war that broke out on the front lines between the Empire and the former Tachikan Kingdom was called the Demon War.

    And a year after that war, I went to war as a warrior to stop the Demon King.

    ‘I didn’t lie.’

    He is a war veteran, after all.

    “Wait a minute. You’re saying you fought in the Demon War…?”

    “That’s right.”

    “Well, then your age… is it around forty? Around forty?”

    ah.

    I declared myself a warrior at 19, joined the war at 20, and fought for about a year before defeating the Demon King.

    17 years have passed since I caught it.

    I’m 37 this year?

    Because of the immortality, my body was in my early to mid 20s, but my head was approaching middle age, so I didn’t pay much attention to it.

    “Well, not forty, but thirty-seven. The Demon War…was seventeen years ago, and I went to war when I was twenty.”

    “But, you don’t look like you’re 37 at all?”

    “I’ve been away for a while.”

    “Can this fall into the category of during!?”

    Yuni opened her eyes wide.

    In this world, knowing how to use magic doesn’t mean you won’t age, so you’ll probably feel a discrepancy between your appearance and your age.

    The immortality of the saint also made it so that even the letter L of aging could not appear.

    “Maybe it’s because of the consistent management?”

    “…Okay.”

    I tried to get over it somehow cheerfully.

    Yuni couldn’t shake off her suspicious expression, but she seemed to agree somehow.

    There are one or two unique people in the world.

    Besides, in this state, it’s even stranger to expect that I’m someone who ‘participated in the Demon War as a warrior and obtained the status of immortality.’

    “Uh… Uh, I have a favor to ask you.”

    “Please call me uncle.”

    “Yes, sir.”

    Rather than being a 20-something who would react angrily to being called an old man, I’m actually happy about it now that I’m getting closer to my 40s.

    ‘This is the correct title.’

    The age difference between us was greater than that of a student, but my brother was a bit unscrupulous.

    Of course, I can say that because I know your age.

    “I want to cure this scar.”

    “…Why are you asking that?”

    It’s a bit ambiguous to see it as a request.

    “This scar. With my magical power and the use of my astral power, I can only heal one scar a day. It’s not something that can be completely healed in a day. ”

    “It’s probably impossible.”

    “So, I hope you can give me some time to treat it periodically.”

    “…Why you?”

    “Why do I need a reason to treat a sick person? I am just being kind, but if it can be a great help and help to that person, I will do my best.”

    I guess it’s the kind of clean thinking that a child can have.

    As I utter those words, I feel a clear uprightness, as if I were looking at a faithful saint, not a hypocrite.

    A considerate heart for the weak, one that believes that one’s beliefs are never wrong.

    Yuni briefed the schedule with a straight pronunciation, like a doctor treating an elderly person.

    “Wednesday and… Sunday. Even if I erase one scar a day, I need time to build up my magic. I want to meet you then and treat your scars. Is your time okay?”

    “Wait a minute. Can you give me some time to think about it? I haven’t even decided yet…?”

    “You’re not thinking of refusing treatment, are you?”

    “Joe, a little bit?”

    “No! The scars are filled with dark magic that will eventually eat away at your body. Get better as soon as possible… Just a moment. Have you been fine for the past 17 years?”

    “That much? It wasn’t a big deal.”

    “…Until just now, it was all in my favor.”

    Yuni looked lost in thought, pushing up her lower lip with her finger.

    Her lips are pursed, suggesting she is thinking about something complex.

    “Can I study your body and scars?”

    “It won’t work.”

    “Hing.”

    To be honest, I’m worried that my secret will be revealed even during treatment, but research is absolutely not allowed.

    Yuni expressed her regret, but there was nothing she could do.

    “Let me think about it for a moment.”

    “What are you worried about!?”

    “Just a little bit.”

    There was a moment of silence with my last words.

    I touched the corners of my mouth and they were stiff again.

    If you don’t keep a smile on your face all day, you look a little cold.

    ‘Scars. Trace. Memories…’

    I put the hand that was touching my mouth inside my clothes and feel the scar.

    The wound where Nakir’s claws roughly grazed the upper part of my chest.

    The attack, which surrounded the body with magic like Altina’s strong energy, spread across the chest like poison.

    ‘Euuugh…! Huh, huff, yuck…’

    I remember the pain rising from my chest, making it hard to breathe.

    When a scar is engraved, the pain comes as a tremendous shock.

    The scar remains like a memory that stores the moment of the attack.

    Traces that prove past events.

    A memory that reminds me of the struggles I had to fight to be here.

    ‘What should I do?’

    My reasons for not wanting to erase my scars are a little different from what other people think.

    Those who don’t erase their scars call them scars of glory.

    Despite all this, he survived in the end, and his scars are a testament to how fierce the fight was and how he secured victory.

    Wouldn’t this be the best medal to show your pride as a warrior?

    But to me, scars are ultimately just evidence of defeat and regret.

    ‘It hurts in the first place. I hate being sick.’

    People who want to erase their scars think they are ugly.

    For some people, it can be oppressive, and it can give the impression that you have lived in a rough place or done something dishonest.

    But everything I’ve been through isn’t enough to erase the scars.

    So, when I imagine a future where I live eternal life and everything leaves me and I am left alone.

    If there were no memories that contained such bitterness, I fear the past would simply disappear into the past.

    No, it’s because I’m afraid that it might become something that never existed.

    ‘Kai.’

    As I was thinking about such worries, Yuli, who was standing next to me, noticed something and spoke to me.

    ‘Let’s erase it.’

    Simply encourage my choice.

    ‘The past is the past.’

    “…Is that so.”

    The answer that came out of my mouth was a heavily sunken voice.

    When I looked at Yuli, my thoughts changed.

    Even if everyone leaves me, Yuli will stay by my side.

    Even if I walk forward and everyone falls behind, Yuli will stay by my side, so I should stop being obsessed with the past and let it go.

    I was able to make an easy decision after reading a sentence filled with Yuli’s concerns and comfort.

    “I will receive treatment.”

    “…Really…?”

    “Yeah. I made up my mind. I thought I would never be able to erase it, but I’m grateful that you’re erasing it.”

    Yuni was as happy as a doctor who heard that the patient she was in charge of would resist the disease even after undergoing surgery.

    When I see things like this, I think that this person really has the makings of a doctor.

    “You really thought it through well…! I’m so glad…”

    “Oh my.”

    He hugged me, unable to contain his happiness.

    ‘…!!!’

    Yuli shows a look of surprise inwardly.

    I was surprised as well, but I just accepted it because I thought it was a miraculous story that you would only see in dramas.

    -pat

    I patted Uni’s back once.

    Actually, it was more like giving a hint rather than patting her on the back.

    “Ah, ah, I’m sorry, I was so happy that I made a mistake…”

    He must have noticed something, as he pulled back and covered his face with his sleeve.

    The sleeves that only showed the fingers because the body was small were quite cute.

    I think he was really flustered, fidgeting and not making eye contact.

    “Whew~ Doctor, is the atmosphere good?”

    But next to the curtains drawn, I heard a line that sounded like something out of a golden sun.

    But the owner’s hair was not blonde, but orange.

    “Ta, tatataina…!?!?!? Why are you here!?”

    But the owner was Taina, who was looking at us from the side with the curtain drawn back.

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