At first, when the swordsman attacked Amelia, I almost lost my temper.
The bubbling brain poured out feelings of anger and urged the muscles that were pushed to their limit.
However, it was Isabel who stopped it.
-"… Please don't do it!"
A quiet word echoing in my head. There were desperate emotions coming out of that voice.
The words themselves didn't really reach my ears, but
The next word stopped my movement.
-"If you want Lia to die, move."
"… ."
Amelia's death.
That meant a lot to me.
The most important person to me right now.
As I imagine her dying right before my eyes, I feel like my vision is going dark.
Before her eyes, the swordsman's blade was swinging mercilessly towards Amelia. Now she was being thoroughly violated.
But if you think about it the other way around, even though Elsa had countless opportunities to kill Amelia, she doesn't do it.
It means there is a reason for that. I couldn't help but think this way.
If that's not the case, if I think calmly and attack her, it will only make her angry.
And Amelia and Isabel didn't come back without a plan.
The only way was to cool down the anger that was burning in my chest and hold on.
At least, I couldn't become an obstacle to their plans.
When I came to my senses.
-Cudangtang!
It falls to the floor with a loud noise.
Judging from the nearby bookshelves and magic books, I could vaguely tell that this was someone's workshop.
'… What about Amelia?'
While I was rubbing the back of my head where a hot pain was coming and I was looking around.
"Yoo, Yuseong! Isabel was cut deeply by the sword! If it continues like this… ."
I saw Amelia on a chair, hugging Isabelle, who was completely injured, and not knowing what to do.
When I found her, the girl who had told me to trust her was smiling like she was about to die. The clothes he was wearing when he first found them, instead of being worn on a regular basis, had been torn beyond their sheaths, as if they had been cut by the claws of a large demonic beast.
Amelia's hand shakes her shoulder, and she looks at me alternately with her tearful voice and eyes. He looked like he was in despair because he was bleeding as if he was going to die at any moment.
She was embarrassed by the sudden attack and the deep cut with the knife, and at this rate, all she could do was provide first aid, so as soon as Yoosung caught her eye, Amelia grabbed his collar and spoke in a trembling voice.
"Chi, can't it be cured? I was hurt badly… by rushing to the sword on my behalf."
"Give it here for a moment."
Cut marks visible on the back.
The skin is torn to the point where Amelia's face can be seen between her shoulders.
As a bonus, there was a deep cut mark on his waist, as if he had been cut again during the transfer. This meant that he had not even used that simple defensive magic.
I was sweating profusely as I held Isabelle, who was breathing heavily and bleeding red blood.
The situation was as serious as when I first saw Amelia.
I quickly opened the status window and clicked the purchase button for the highest quality potion. Since the cut I just got wasn't a normal Auror cut, it doesn't heal well.
Even if it gets better, the aftereffects will be quite severe. Like losing the use of my arms? I planned to use all the points I had just earned and the accumulated items to prevent the unfortunate event that I would never be able to use the magic I had cherished so much, such as the circuit being damaged and the magic power being unusable.
But there was more work to be done.
Just reconnect the circuit.
The wound from Erza's sword must have cleanly cut all the way to the circuit. In that case, treating the wound does not mean that the circuit will just heal.
Something Isabel cherished so much.
no. Not only for Amelia, but for wizards as well, circuits are like life. It may come as a huge shock to unwrap a circuit that you have devoted your entire life to creating.
It was like when I first saw Amelia, I couldn't do anything because I lost my sword skills and couldn't hold anything in my hands. No, there may be greater mental pain than that.
I also understood why Isabel lied down to me for the first time and licked my feet.
However, my hands were already busy just opening the potion cap and pouring it out. And one more important thing: My knowledge of wizard circuits is close to zero.
In that case, the only person here who knows how to treat her is… Amelia is probably the only one who has experienced all the hardships on the battlefield.
"Amelia. Do you know how to connect a broken circuit?"
" times, if it is a circuit… ."
In fact, this question was a cowardly one.
If you answer that you know how to do it, you absolutely have to do it. A question that borders on coercion.
It was such an important task that, if a mistake was made in doing this, it could have made the rest of Isabelle's life miserable.
However, there was no time to worry.
Amelia knew that she could save Isabel, who risked her life without hesitation for Yoo Seong and herself, but she didn't want to waste that important time worrying about things that didn't work.
She immediately rolled up the sleeves of Isabelle's dress and opened her mouth.
"I will try. Come on, Yoosung, focus on healing this child's wounds."
Although I was secretly surprised to see Amelia nodding that she would do it right away, my hand was quickly opening the lid of the potion.
First, spray the potion as much as possible from Isabelle's shoulders and collarbone to her large chest.
I sprayed the potion until a puddle of potion formed between my breastbones, but contrary to expectations, the wound did not heal properly and instead, blood was gushing out from the wound.
Isabelle looked at her face from the corner of her eye. The complexion was also getting worse.
It looked very different from what I saw this morning.
Isabelle had used her magic power to engrave a spell on me last night. He must have slept during the day to leave at night… It didn't seem like that was possible.
In addition, while running away from the cave, he even picked up Amelia and ran at full speed.
Not only did I use my brain to the extent of overheating the magic for the transference magic, but judging from the number of potions, it was only after giving up my sleep time last night and finishing my usual potion research that I was able to get some sleep. Simply put, it was a situation where I slept less than 2 hours.
'… Damn it, the body itself doesn't even have the energy to accept the magic power to heal.'
While I was struggling like that, Amelia patted my arm with a serious expression and said,
"… meteor. First of all, we successfully connected all the magic circuits. But, it was strange. There's no way the circuitry of a wizard like Isabel would be this simple. Even if it were just my colleagues, there would be a lot of magic mixed in that I could never understand… but Isabel was sorely lacking in them."
According to Amelia, the magician's circuit was not done by a doctor who usually attaches the circuit. That's because attaching circuits that only wizards can understand was a completely different specialty.
Of course, Amelia is neither a doctor nor a wizard, but just the knowledge she saw and learned while fighting on the battlefield with a sword. All I learned was the knowledge I had only scratched the surface of.
But Amelia cured everything?
nonsense.
"… … No way."
Memories of that night suddenly pass by.
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"…I think it would be good to think of other methods. There is no proof that I can withstand him for more than 3 minutes."
If I was dealing with a swordsman, I would have to deal with a swordsman who was at the highest level among swordsmen with almost basic knowledge of swordsmanship. It's an opponent that you have to buy all kinds of fraudulent artifacts and all the S-class characteristics in the status window store to gain proper time. That means if you meet them, you will die. I could never find a way to avoid it.
"But you can't use transfer magic?"
"You can use it… of course. About 3M?"
In fact, if you study carefully, you could increase the distance you travel by 2 meters per day just by slowly adjusting your night technique. But now it is impossible to do it in a short period of time.
But Isabel, who had stopped repeating what she said every day, closed the book she was reading and sat down in front of him to talk.
"But I can do it if you want. To put it simply, if you just overheat the circuit and go overboard to increase the magic's output, you don't have to do much with the magic. But after that… Well, I'm not going to say anything because I think Yoosung will ask why I didn't tell him about this."
"…What is it, why are you saying that again?"
"I told you this before. Magic is something you learn over time. It's not something you can learn right away like Yoosung. And… to put it in an easy way for Yoosung to understand. It is a law of this world that the shorter a spell that takes a long time to acquire, the shorter the wizard's lifespan becomes."
Isabel was speaking in a calm tone as always.
At the time, I didn't realize that the end of the words were shaking slightly.
When I think about it, Isabel has always been like that. Although he stayed by my side in the name of liking me, he seemed casual, as if he was ready to leave whenever he wanted. I was chased from the magic tower, kicked out from my family, and even betrayed by them. It was worth it.
Isabel was wondering what more to say, but then she walked over to Yoosung, grabbed his shoulder, and made eye contact. In that gaze, a strange emotion that was often seen was flowing out.
"A little… To put it in an old-fashioned way, Yoosung is the only person for me."
"…Yes."
"I tend to think a lot about what-ifs. So sometimes I keep having strange imaginations."
"But?"
"Actually, perfect for wizards. Because once you live, you can use any magic you want. At the cost of a lot of things. This is why slave wizards sell expensively. So in the end, what I want to say is…"
That's right, she said it up to this point.
However, it is as if memories cut with scissors come back. As soon as a certain amount of time passed, the memories I had cut came back.
suggestion.
It is a magic that unlocks memories if the situation that was set in advance is resolved at some point.
She holds my cheek and talks while making eye contact.
"I want to use this magic on my master. I don't like other people."
It was rare for Isabel, who always kept her feelings hidden, to show her true feelings so openly.
Isabel is an abused, abandoned pet. He is wary of everyone else and doesn't even eat the food they give him. Even if you scratch them just once or every day, they will come to you and reward you with unconditional love and devotion to the person who eventually succeeds in opening their heart.
That was Isabel.
However, in the end, just because you want something doesn't always mean you can get it easily.
Even though she lived in this world and was born as an aristocrat, she was quick to distinguish between the coldness of reality and fantasy, and she knew this.
Being taken advantage of.
It's for him.
One would be a defensive mindset.
Another thing, if you look at it objectively, may have been a bit selfish.
"…But Yoosung doesn't ask you to do that."
"So, I'll do it alone. I do it because I want to. Because I like you so much that I want to throw everything away. Because I Love You. I'm giving it all to you."
At one point, she lived locked up in a workshop with a lonely look in her eyes, somewhere in despair and emptiness.
Suddenly, a love that was warmer than anything else flowed from her eyes.
Softly overlapping your lips.