episode_0127

“Are you okay? Are you injured?”

Millia suddenly got up and came towards me.

The slightly opened eyes were full of worry.

If you’re hurt, wouldn’t you be able to tell right away by looking at it?

There are bandages everywhere and the armor is broken in several places.

“As expected, it’s just as I thought. You said that if you wait here, it will show up on its own, right? I heard there is nothing to worry about.”

Friede, who didn’t even get up from her seat, nodded calmly.

The tone of voice made it seem as though it was natural for me to return.

” Senior Friede was also restless… .”

“Milia?”

“Oh, it’s nothing! It’s just as Senior Friede said!”

Millia nodded her head.

Well, Milia’s attitude is much more polite than I thought. Like a chick meeting a wildcat.

Did they at least enforce discipline while I wasn’t looking?

“There is nothing to worry about. If you knew what trouble I went through, those words would disappear.”

He sat down among the group and complained.

Only then did Friede frown, probably noticing my injury.

“Oh my god, look at these scars! What is this even on my face? Apply this at least.”

Milia hastily took out items such as bandages and ointment.

“Ointment?”

“It’s a medicine used by folk healers. The effect is not great, but… Hashal, the recovery liquid doesn’t work for you. I brought it just in case.”

“Thank you. As expected, the only one who cares about me is Millia.”

“What are you saying, I was at least worried too?”

Friede grumbled while stroking her hair.

Milia carefully removed the blood-soaked bandage and took a deep breath when she saw the penetrating wound on her shoulder.

Actually, that seems to be the most serious situation.

“… The wound is a bit severe. What did you fight with to end up like that?”

“Monsters who are close to the level of masters.”

“You’re not even a master, but you were treated like that by someone who was a master?”

Friede asked back as if he couldn’t understand.

Well, I don’t think she would understand. Because I haven’t seen them in person.

They had a hard time because their compatibility with me was so bad. If they had two pairs of arms and legs, they would have won without major injuries.

“Three guys with eight limbs attacked us. The body was also extremely hard.”

I even gave it a name. It’s called the Locust Centaur.

“Ah, those guys must have been picky.”

Friede nodded.

It wasn’t a difficult level.

I won because I was the one. If Friedene had been there, she would have died, right?

“Okay. While I was working hard to end up like this, you were resting here, right?”

No matter how much I believe in my abilities, why didn’t I at least pretend to look for it?

People feel sad.

“What about rest? We had a hard time too, right?”

Friede snorted and stuck out her chest as if showing off.

I’m not saying you should look at breasts smaller than mine… Judging by the torn hem of their clothes here and there, it probably means they were busy fighting something.

“What is a dog’s hardship for becoming a princess? A dog’s hardship. You should use proper and kind words like me.”

“I never thought I would hear such criticism from you, not from anyone else. I can’t bear the humiliation.”

“The slander is severe. I always say the right things. Isn’t that right, Millia?”

“Huh? Uh, uh… . maybe… ?”

Millia was taken aback by the question that was suddenly asked of her, and stuttered to answer.

Amado. Isn’t the evaluation a bit harsh, Milia?

I always said the right things to you.

“Milia, please wrap more bandages on Hashal’s head. It looks like I had a rather serious head injury.”

“Uh… Well, that… My head is fine… … .”

Millia, who was rambling, quickly took out a new bandage and put it on my head.

As if trying to follow Friede’s words.

Millia, I never thought you would betray me like this… !

I reached out my hand and blocked the bandage covering my head.

Friede, who saw that, burst into laughter.

“Milia, that’s all a joke, a joke. There’s no need to listen so seriously.”

“No, it’s not because of that, Hashal, your forehead is torn on this side too. Stay still. I’ll wrap you up now.”

ah. Come to think of it, when I smashed the Locust’s great sword, it was torn by fragments.

Since it wasn’t a big wound, I forgot about it.

—-

“So, what did you do to go through such a hard time?”

“Of course it’s about subduing monsters, right? Damian was the one who suffered the most.”

“Damian?”

Friede nodded.

Damian… Now that I think about it, I haven’t said anything since a while ago.

I thought you would say something in between.

I rolled my eyes to the side and looked at Damian.

When I turned my head, I saw that Milia was still wrapping a bandage around my head.

Damian was sitting against the wall with his head down and his arms crossed.

A low, quiet breathing sound was heard.

… You were sleeping. It was somehow quiet.

Damian also looked a little different.

The armor was scratched here and there, and the hem of the clothing worn underneath was torn long, exposing the skin.

The most noticeable difference was the appearance of the great sword placed next to it.

The black iron greatsword that Asha had made must have gone somewhere, and the old-looking steel greatsword was left leaning against the wall.

The handle and the bottom of the blade were worn out and looked like they might break at any moment, but the body of the sword still radiated a sharp light.

A subtle magical energy circulates around the surface of the sword.

… That looks like a weapon similar to the sword used by the Locust.

“That guy, he threw his sword somewhere… .”

“That black iron greatsword? If that were the case, it would have completely melted.”

Friede shrugged.

… Melted? A half-human sword made of black iron?

What on earth are you fighting with, these guys?

“What happened specifically?”

“It’s a long explanation… .”

Friede opened her mouth.

======[Friede]======

“Hashall-!”

A scream-like cry echoed throughout the room.

Hashal, enveloped in the bursting light.

Shocked, Millia stretched out her hand, desperately crying out her name, but before her fingertips could touch it, Hashalr’s figure disappeared from nowhere.

The empty hand cleaved the air pitifully.

Friede also tried to pull Hashal by the shoulder to pull him away from the door, but was surprised by the sudden flash of light and was slow to react.

When the light died down, there was already nothing left in front of the door.

Hashal has disappeared.

Millia looked at Friede with a pale face.

He was so embarrassed that he seemed ready to grab Friede’s shoulders and shake him.

“Friede senior! Hashal… !”

“Wait a minute, calm down for a moment.”

Friede stretched out her hand to block Millia.

Friede was equally embarrassed.

However, unlike these children, she was a senior who had gone through a variety of experiences, so she did not want to add to the confusion among her juniors by showing her embarrassment.

It was something to be ashamed of, both as a senior at the academy and as a princess of Palun.

Her mind was spinning.

‘Magic. That’s quite a high level magic… ‘What is the effect?’

Strong light and vibration, and a person’s disappearance.

‘You were hit by an attack spell? … no. There is too little of an aftereffect to be considered an attack. Neither heat nor shock. Not even a trace.’

Friede mentally denied the possibility that it was an attack spell.

Even with all her magical knowledge and experience, she had never heard of an offensive spell that could erase a person without a trace like this.

There was a magic that could burn a person until they were reduced to ashes or completely melt them… Such magic is bound to leave traces in some way.

Be it ash or a puddle of terrible smell.

Additionally, with an attack magic of that much output, the effects are bound to be felt by those nearby.

Concentrating the flames on only one person without spreading even the slightest heat to the surroundings would not have been possible even for a high-ranking wizard.

‘Then what is it? Invisibility? No, that would have revealed the fact that he was still here. There is no doubt that Hashal has disappeared from here.’

With the fading light, Hashall’s presence itself disappeared like a lie.

‘like… Like a monster appears and disappears. then… !’

It was indeed a similar phenomenon, except for the fact that instead of black magic energy, pure white light burst out.

After thinking, Friede looked at Millia and Damien.

Millia was only looking at her with trembling eyes, while Damian was tilting his head and tapping on the door with his great sword.

‘He really has a unique personality.’

Friede muttered to himself and explained his reasoning to them.

“It’s probably not an attack spell. The aftereffects were too weak. In my opinion, summoning, transfer… It seems like that kind of magic.”

I heard that the transference type of magic is something that has only been theoretically developed and has never been implemented in practice, but that was also the case with the permanent magic light that was lighting up the ceiling earlier.

“Then did you get sucked into this door or something? Let’s try it… .”

Damian pointed to the door.

It looked like he was going to put his palm on me at any moment.

“Hey, Damien?”

“Hmm, it’s not a bad idea… I don’t know if it will work out. Me and Hashall touched it at the same time, but only Hashal disappeared. Let’s check.”

Friede placed her hand on the door again.

… Nothing happened.

“It doesn’t work either. I don’t know what the standard is, but it seems that Hashall is the only one who can activate the magic engraved on this door.”

‘It’s not about gender… It’s probably not a religion either. Because neither I nor Hashal has anything to do with ancient religion. So, lineage? Or powerless?’

Friede pointed out the correct answer.

I don’t even know if that’s the right answer.

All she could be sure of was that, unlike Hashall, they could not activate the magic of this door.

“Shall we break down the door?”

Damian raised his greatsword. If he only agreed, he would split the door in half at any moment.

“No. Let’s leave that as a last resort. There’s no guarantee that there’s a passageway right behind this door. In the case of a summons or a battle, behind the door is just a wall, and Harshall may have flown to a completely different place. In that case, if you break down this door hastily, Hashal may not be able to return at all.”

Damien nodded after hearing Friede’s explanation.