22. The healing magic
“Do I need to introduce myself? I don’t think so, because you guys know who I am, right?”
Erad, the Great Aristocrat.
He’s the Prime Minister’s right-hand man, and he’s the mysterious one who is responsible for Florence’s assassinations and the use of magic circles.
… Everyone’s a mess because of this guy.
“Don’t stare at me like that. I haven’t done anything wrong, have I?”
“… You gotta be kidding me…”
“Does it look like I’m kidding? You’re still unsightly even though you can’t heal.”
“… Still, I’m not going to let you have your way “
A specialized magic circle made for me.
Vell said she could handle it if we had the magic mark.
We were supposed to come here for it, but …… there’s nothing here.
“I’ve been looking forward to seeing the look of despair on your face. You’re like a cool hero for not giving up.”
How could I ever say I was a hero?
No, I’m not a hero, I’m a hypocrite.
I desire, greedily, for everyone within my reach to be happy.
Fels praises me for that, and Florence laughs at me for being too naive.
But that’s me.
“I was in a hurry, you know? I didn’t expect you guys to suddenly say you were going to get the Magic Mark. …… I also didn’t expect you to find the library instead. Thanks for saving me the trouble of looking.”
Erad’s tone of voice was extremely monotonous.
With dazed eyes, Jeanne reaches for Erad.
It was a tremendous obsession…. no, it could be said to be a grudge.
“Pardon me, but why haven’t you died yet after piercing your heart with the holy sword? I think it would be easier for you to just let go.”
And yet, his smile never faltered.
It’s eerie and somehow not very old man-like.
“What’s so funny about seeing Jeanne in pain?…”
For others’ sake, no matter how far, I was overwhelmed by that greed.
Why won’t the Healing answer me?
If it’s for everyone, it should answer.
… For everyone?
I’m stunned. I had never seen myself in the list of people I want to save.
Why do you need to save me?
What’s the point of me being saved?
I felt like that one vague point was the clear difference.
Maybe, that’s why I couldn’t win.
I had no … desire.
The magic I use is for the good of everyone.
I can’t just think about it, I have to wish for it.
“She killed herself in front of her own sister. Isn’t that funny? How can you not laugh at this?”
“You’re not listening to me. Healing is futile. ──── What?”
It should be possible without the magic mark.
I’ll save Jeanne. I’ll save Altera.
I’ll save everyone.
I’m going to save them. I want to save everyone for myself.
“… are you interfering with my magic circle?”
I can make it so it never happened. I just need to concentrate as hard as I can.
I’ve seen the sage Vell, interfere with the magic circle.
The magic circle can be interfered with from the outside.
Don’t lose in quality. Don’t lose in spirit.
I’ve got my wish.
To save them.
“…Oh come on, seriously?!”
Erad felt a little shaken by what was happening right in front of him.
Little by little, Nigris interfered with Erad’s magic circle.
For the first time, Nigris was able to slightly surpass Erad.
Erad, the great aristocrat, was no longer an obstacle for Nigris.
Restore her heart in an instant.
It’s not easy. But it has to be done.
I breathe in and feel my heart beating through my hand.
I can’t interfere with the other wounds. It’s just the heart for now.
“It would have been so much easier if she had just died.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not letting Jeanne die.”
“Oh, how cool.”
Fels and Florence aren’t fatally injured, and Vell and the others, though covered with wounds, were not in any danger of death.
The problem is Altera.
“Ah…Why, I…What was I doing?”
Suddenly her memory was restored, and she was half-crazed, unable to understand the current situation.
“I’m sorry ……. When I’m done, we’ll have a proper discussion.”
“Heal, get some sleep.”
Healing revitalizes the body and in high amounts causes it to calm the mind.
Recovery is done. When she wakes up, there’ll be no after-effects.
“Cui, cui, (why are you alive)?”
“… You must be White! How long has it been, a few hundred years?
“Cui! (the Demons should have died!!)”
“I still don’t know what you’re saying. Hahaha.”
Shiro is standing in front of me.
Do they know each other?
From the looks of it, they don’t seem to be on good terms.
Also, the word “demon” sticks in my mind.
“Heavy Clothed Layered Heal.”
It doesn’t matter now.
There’s no troublesome holy sword.
I’ll just beat up Erad and be done with it.
I’ll settle it here.
I jumped out, not missing the moment when White distracted him.
I clenched my fist.
I won’t miss this chance.
” Deployment Open, Inversion Magic Circle.”
My fist was blocked by a six-pointed star formation.
The impact reversed, and my arm burst open like it was exploding from the inside.
Not only did it stop my fist from making a big hole, it also returned the damage to myself.
Fortunately, it was not incurable.
Heavy Clothed Layered Heal.
Attack power and defense power are not enough.
I need more, more.
A series of heavy clothed layered heals are stacked.
Place as many as possible. Don’t even think about magic power consumption.
” What are you, a monster? Most people would freak out if their arms were blown off.”
“I hate to say it, but I’m so angry at you that I’ve lost my mind.”
I’m going to punch him.
That was the only thought that was strong in my mind.
“The reversal spell is the most powerful spell I have. Healing won’t work either. It reverses things that never happened!”
If that’s the case, I’ll just erase the entire reversal magic circle.
I was able to interfere a little when I healed Jeanne.
Erad laughs and smirks. The reversal magic circle in front of me suddenly cracks.
My magic gets through.
“What!?──── You affected my magic circle? You’ve completely outclassed me!”
I clenched my fists again.
I can’t let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity pass me by.
I will defeat him right here.
With a straight line, the fist of Nigris pierced Erad near the eyes as if it had gathered hatred.
The library, which hadn’t faltered when I broke down the obsidian door, roared with a thunderous sound similar to a scream.
Books were sent flying by the raging storm, and rubble fell in flakes.
Erad was on the ground after being hit by Nigris’s fist.
“Hah …… huh…… hah …….”
I’ve used almost all the magic I have.
Any more than that may cause depletion of my magic power.
But I must not collapse yet.
I have to heal everyone.
I’ll just endure until then.
Erad is down.
This should solve everything.
“Cui! (It’s not over yet)!”
“Nigris, did you exceed your limit? I must admit, I was caught off guard.”
He stands up nonchalantly, his face half-cracked.
That was my most powerful attack ever!
“This is a shell. Being an old man on the outside is very convenient, you know? People are so stupid, they fall for it.”
Erad grabs his face from and tears off the skin underneath.
There was a beautiful young man with blond hair.
He exhaled, muttering something like, “I’m glad I made the adjustment in time.”
“I didn’t think it would take hundreds of years to get my body back. What do you think? Aren’t I handsome? This is me in my prime.”
“… What the bloody hell?”
“I’m what they call a demon. I’m a survivor of a demon tribe that the heroes failed to defeat. …… I almost died a few hundred years ago. Don’t you feel sorry for me?”
It’s an existence that the heroes subdued.
If so, ancient…It was a time when magic was overwhelmingly stronger than it is now.
No wonder our power was ineffective.
We were challenging such a monster to a fight.
And he said he was in his prime, right?
Does that mean what we just saw was just a game?
“If I can get my hands on the magic mark, a race of demons unparalleled in human history will be born. Not just the demon tribe, even the Demon King can be reached by me.”
… The Demon King is the guy who destroys the world!
How can I fight a guy that I clearly can’t defeat?
The word “stalling” comes to mind.
“Shiro, I want you to take everyone and run… …… Stalling is the best I can do.”
“Cui cui … (No, You haven’t introduced me to your friends yet.)”
“Cui cui! (I’m not going anywhere until you introduce me to your friends!)”
Shiro wants to make friends.
Friends? I had thought I’d introduce you to the adherent dragon.
I doubt I’ll be able to keep that promise.
“Cui (Nigris is going to introduce me to his friends, I’m not going to let Erad kill him)!”
White’s forehead begins to glow.
The nine-pointed star that was also engraved on the demon emerges.
This is a magic mark.
“Ah, there it is. …… I had no idea I had left it with Shiro.”
“Cui (I’m not giving this to Erad)!”
“No, you can’t. You can’t remove the magic mark once it’s been engraved. So it’s mine.”
Erad’s eyes widened and he lunged forward.
Before he could reach us, I touched White’s forehead where the magic mark was.