The Priest of Corruption - Chapter 127

first aid.

first aid.

Jamel hurriedly ran out and caught Giselle right before she collapsed, but she was already in a very critical condition as she was constantly bleeding.

Could any of us be able to provide first aid for such a severe injury?

I reflexively looked at the trumpeter of rest, but he recognized my gaze and shrugged.

“Looking at it that way, being still alive is not my specialty. Are you close friends? All I can do is guide her to the sunny place after she dies.”

Except for the trumpeter of rest. Excluding Dacia. Jamel…

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! How do I do this? Giselle is dying! Priest Ma Marnak! Please help me!!! please!!!”

She was in complete panic, her hands already stained red with Giselle’s blood. Jamel desperately wanted my help, but since my body was a body, it was very far from first aid.

The wounds engraved on my body healed faster than anyone else, unless it was a divine injury.

And salvation came from an unexpected person.

– Could you step aside for a moment? What am I going to do

Terzio took off Jamel, who was crying out loud while holding Gisele calmly, took out bandages and other items from his bag, and tore off Giselle’s robe. There was no clothing underneath her thick robes.

Seeing Giselle’s bare body, Dacia bit her lip.

“Who the hell…”

Old scars and scars that have just been engraved. There were only numerous traces of torture on the pure white naked body. Terzio, not paying attention to the numerous wounds, mechanically applied the medicine with his hands and began to cover up the urgent wounds.

– Heir.

“yes.”

– Do you have any shade bee honey?

His question reminded me of the hardened shade bee honey candy that Wolfie had given me.

“I have some shade bee honey candies.”

– If the heir has the will to save this woman, I would appreciate it if you could dissolve the candies in water and bring them to me. If the heir has no intention of saving this woman, please let me know at any time. Then I’ll stop taking emergency measures right away.

I had no reason to save this woman. She is originally a worshiper of evil spirits and belongs to the Liberatorio.

“Priest Marnac…”

However, looking at Jamel’s dark eyes, I thought that it would be right to save this woman for some reason. Arms tend to bend inwards, so if Jamel wanted to save his friend, I would gladly roll up my arms and help him.

“I will melt the candy. Please wait a moment.”

I took out the all-you-can-eat sink relic from my bag, poured water into a cup, put some candy in it, and took it to the campfire. The water needs to be a little warm so the candy melts quickly.

As I was melting the candy, my mother sneaked up next to me and pointed at Giselle. With a very sinister expression.

‘Kill and kill.’

Three fingers rustling before my eyes. Since that woman is a worshiper of a three-fingered evil god and there is no reason to spare her, she asked how about leaving her to die and taking care of her divinity.

‘killing!’

As a bonus, Mother added that she would be very happy to give her the honey water, which will be useless when Giselle dies.

“mother.”

‘fat…!’

He took out a candy made with hardened honey from his pocket and stuffed it into his mother’s mouth. Perhaps because of the sweet taste on her tongue, her mother’s expression softened. I patted my mother on the head and said.

“I’m not just trying to save myself without countermeasures. That woman was clearly trying to tell me to save her life before passing out. If that woman named Giselle had any thoughts, she would have brought something to save her life when she came to visit me, the enemy she once fought and who blew off the heads of most of the worshippers she had encountered.”

To be honest, I didn’t expect much, but I decided that it would be better to explain my thoughts like this rather than blindly telling my mother that I want to save her life. Even though my mother prefers to be a bit radical, she always listened to what I had to say.

‘killing.’

Mother, who snorted heavily, glanced at Jamel, who was shedding tears, and shook her head. One word that I definitely wanted to kill.

After that, Mother sat down by the campfire, savoring the candy in her mouth. Mother took out a branch of suitable length from among the branches piled up next to her, hummed a song, and pushed the branch she had been working on into the campfire.

After a while, having melted all the candies, I returned to Tergio with the shade bee honey water. It didn’t seem like a long time had passed, but in the meantime, Terzio had finished most of the first aid measures.

He looked at me with blue-lit eyes and pointed at Giselle.

– I think you can feed this woman a little bit of that honey water. Give it to me and I will feed it.

I shook my head. I didn’t want to put more effort on Terzio, who had suffered so far. I was sure he would be very happy to do anything I asked, but I kept on guard against becoming too dependent on Terzio. I was afraid that I would become lazy myself because I depended too much on him.

“You must wake up to live.”

An attempt was made to awaken consciousness by slightly lifting the head of a woman named Giselle. If honey was poured directly into the unconscious woman, she might die from choking her airway even after giving first aid.

I tried my best not to harm her to awaken her consciousness, and fortunately, Giselle regained consciousness with a moan as if my efforts had been successful.

“Ugh…”

She was about to say something, but instead of letting her speak, I quietly held up the honey water.

“For now, please concentrate on drinking this. I will hear the story later.”

I asked Dacia to pour the cooled honey water little by little into Giselle’s mouth. Perhaps realizing that we had no intention of harming her, she concentrated on passing the honey water down her throat.

After a long time and effort, as soon as Giselle succeeded in drinking all the shadow bee nectar water, she was exhausted and fainted again. Deciding that it would be better to leave her to sleep for now, I left Giselle with Dacia.

Dacia, who volunteered to do it herself from now on, put on extra clothes for Giselle, who was wrapped in bandages all over her body.

“But it is really surprising. How on earth does Terzio know how to do first aid? Without Terzio, that woman would have been dead.”

At my praise, Tergio scratched the back of his head as if he was embarrassed.

– Originally, this is unnecessary information, but before leaving the ruins, Dispense gave me general medical knowledge in case the Heir or the Heir’s colleagues were injured. In fact, most of the information I entered was for measures that could not be used without medicinal materials, but this time, I was very fortunate that I had roughly obtained the medicinal materials that could be obtained with the gold coins that the heir allowed me to do. After all, it would be correct to say that the woman survived because the heir gave me money.

He humbly turned the ball over to me. I wondered what he was carrying in his bag, but he was carrying medicines.

Once again, I admired Terzio’s competence in my heart.

“Really, you always get help. I don’t know how to return this.”

– For the heir, it is enough for you to remain as the heir.

Squeak!

After that, Terzio took out a piece of cheese from his luggage and handed it to Stroom. There was still work to be done. I walked over to my mother and patted her on the shoulder.

‘killing…?’

My mother, who was excitedly pushing branches into the bonfire, looked at my face and tilted her head.

“mother. Could you possibly bestow the protection of corruption on that woman?”

If her mother bestowed her divine protection, the divinity within her would prevent Giselle’s wounds from festering. My mother squinted her eyes and glared at me.

‘killing!!!’

He yelled at him for saying that he was pretty and that he had to give him a blessing.

‘Kill kill!’

Mother rather pointed out that I have not been too withdrawn these days. The mother stretched out her white finger, pointed at Giselle’s head, and slashed her neck.

‘Kill!!!’

He firmly declared that he would never help that woman and that if he died, it would be his name. After she died, I quietly took out another honey candy from my pocket and pushed it into my mother’s mouth.

After eating the honey candy, the mother quietly went to Giselle, put the protection of corruption on her, returned, and sat down by the campfire again without saying a word.

***

Giselle was not awake until the next day. Terzio looked at Giselle’s condition and said to us.

– The hump has passed. In the first place, the wounds on this woman’s body were not meant to kill her.

Jamel looked down at Giselle, who was soundly asleep.

“sure?”

– You can see the wounds she suffered as a by-product of torture to inflict pain on her. It seems that he was trying to lift something out of this woman, or else he was trying to subdue her.

At Tergio’s words, Jamel clenched his teeth.

“It’s too much… it’s too much…”

Dakia gave Jamel a pat on the shoulder and told me.

“Perhaps the worshipers of other demons did that?”

“Isn’t it?

My thoughts were the same as Dacia’s. As Dacia said, Giselle of Liberia had a disagreement with the organization she belonged to, so it seemed that she was thinking of entrusting herself to me when she remembered that Jamel was doing well.

I don’t know if she was captured and tortured while escaping the Liberatorio, or if she decided to escape because of the torture.

The real problem was that her ability to escape after being tortured wasn’t entirely due to her abilities.

If you let her go on purpose…

“As expected, you came with a tail. I’ll tell you in advance, but I won’t get involved. Take care of yourself.”

Looking in the direction the trumpeter of rest was facing, a man was walking straight toward us.

Frayed hats here and there and dark brown coats. The two sword sheaths worn around his waist were quite worn out, as if to symbolize his proficiency, but anyone could see that they were in a very well-maintained state. A dark cloth covered his lower limbs, making it difficult to see his face.

“I will tell you first.”

I quickly stopped the party from getting ready for battle, and slowly walked out to meet the man.

I gave the man the most harmless smile I could.

“What are you doing?”

He looked into my eyes with his cloudy eyes and spoke. The voice was extremely dry.

“This is where a woman must have run away. Didn’t you see?”

I glanced over at the dead people all around me and shook my head.

“As you can see, it’s not a very good atmosphere for someone to come. No one came through the night.”

The trumpeter’s fingers twitched as he looked over my shoulder. Then, as if the dead had waited, Giselle’s figure was covered. The trumpeter of rest said he wouldn’t help me, but he didn’t seem to want a fight here either.

I thanked him inwardly and focused on the man in front of me.

“The person you are looking for must have passed this place and gone somewhere else. You are in a lot of trouble. Tell me in detail about who you are looking for…”

Before I could finish my words, the man in front of me in an instant took something out of his chest and stabbed it at me. I moved quickly and tried to step back, but everything slowed down with a shimmering divinity.

Took.

What the man brought to my body was an achromatic white stick. The stick that touched my body turned black in an instant. The man checked the black stick and glared at me with emotionless eyes.

“You are also a worshiper of evil spirits.”