The Escort Knight Who Is Being Obsessed Over by the Villainess Wants To Run Away

18. Rainy night (3)

The golden flames around the wound disappeared.

My flesh became clean as if it had rotted away.

The poison was purified, not the wound.

Blood oozes from the gaping flesh.

“Heal it.”

Elijah said in a choked voice.

The congressman hurriedly unfolded the first-aid bag and explained.

“The wound is quite serious. First aid should be given, but proper treatment is needed afterwards.”

“Then do it. All I can do.”

The clinician nodded and began to stop the bleeding.

“Huh… !ぅ….”

I almost screamed.

The pain of inserting gauze into the pierced skin and squeezing it with all my might was painful enough to describe in words.

‘Wow…. Oh sh*t….’

I bit my molars hard enough to make a sound and swallowed the curse in my heart.

It hurts more than being stabbed.

This is because the adrenaline has decreased and the sense of pain has become vivid.

Elijah looked at me with anxious eyes.

Tears are still falling.

That’s not the problem.

Since he was still in my arms, he was half riding on top of me.

‘It’s heavy….’

But I couldn’t tell him to go down.

Elijah eagerly held on to my collar as if there would be a big problem if I moved away even a little.

‘It’s because I hugged myself at will….’

Her In the end, I put her in her arms and received her treatment.

Elijah glared at the area where I was being treated and said.

“Miguel.”

Miguel, who had been waiting near the door, came straight ahead.

“Yes. Miss.”

“Ria.”

“Yes.”

“You two know where Narcissus is hiding.”

A subject I was unfamiliar with came and went.

“I told you before. Time to stand in line.”

“… Yes. Miss.”

“Now is the time to choose. I can’t postpone it anymore. No, I will not delay.”

“… ….”

“If you are going to become my enemy, run away. Because I have to kill you. But if it’s the other way around, bring me the information about Narsisi that the Bebel family hid from me. Without leaving anything behind.”

Leah seemed to say something, but then shut her mouth.

Miguel spoke instead.

“But, lady…. Proof that she is the Duchess….”

“Do I really have to make guesses that I already know?”

You mean it was Narcissus who sent the assassin?

I don’t know why such a conclusion is drawn.

But Elijah seemed convinced.

Leah got down on one knee first.

Soon after, Miguel also knelt down and bowed her head.

“… I will take orders. Miss.”

The voices of the two were spleen.

“Okay. Good luck in the future.”

As Elijah said calmly, Miguel got up and hurriedly disappeared somewhere.

Lea seemed to want to stay by Elijah’s side first.

Elijah’s gaze turned to me.

By that time, I was on the verge of dying from stopping the bleeding and disinfecting my arm.

Then Elijah looked up at me with her slanted eyes.

The anxious gaze is unfamiliar.

It’s an expression that doesn’t match Elijah at all.

‘I never thought you’d have so many unfamiliar faces.’

Faces you couldn’t imagine before being possessed.

Even so, it’s true that I’m somewhat willing.

He tried to smile in the sense that it was okay.

Elijah’s brow twitched.

She looked into my eyes.

It’s a completely different look from the one you just worried about.

Eyes that observe tenaciously, as if trying to dig up something inside them.

Immersed by mad fire, the glowing eyes stared at me for a long time.

As if she was possessed by the fire, even for a moment, I looked at her while she was being cured.

Through the hand holding my collar, it feels like something is escaping from my body….

“First of all, I’m done with what I can do here.”

A councilor named May said.

She hurriedly organized her first aid kit.

“I can’t let today pass because the wound is deep. I have requested that a priest be dispatched to the nearest parish. We need to move him to the treatment room.”

There are quite a few ways to treat wounds here.

In addition to the traditional way of visiting a doctor or pharmacist, you can also visit a wizard who has learned healing magic or a priest who uses divine power.

However, medical knowledge is still valid, so even when healing with transcendental power, a professional medical practitioner must always advise.

“Yes. Let’s go right away.”

Elijah got up right away.

In a hurry, she started looking for a red blanket and a stuffed cat.

In the meantime, the congressman asked me.

“Can you stand up?”

I answered by turning my ankle while sitting down.

“Yes. You can walk alone.”

At some point, Elijah, fully prepared, stood next to me.

A red blanket wrapped around her neck.

A cat doll held in one arm.

I laughed out loud because the figure was somehow absurd.

Unlike me, Elijah was serious.

She holds my hand with her free hand.

Warm, soft, small hands.

“Let’s go.”

Elijah strode ahead of the councilor.

It was small, but it was guided meekly by her reliable hand.

***

The boy walked through the village.

A simple village where he once lived as a shepherd.

The lively voices of the residents could be heard in the distance like hallucinations.

The sound of children running around.

The sound of rattling while preparing a meal.

You are the hum of a wife.

The bell rings when it is time to pray.

The hallucinations disturbed the senses.

The senses of sight and smell were also taken away at will.

A farmer goes to the field with his cows.

His own sheepdog comes running, barking in the distance.

The oily smell of the soup spreads to the leftover parts after selling.

It’s a bit chilly, so the cool afternoon breeze.

The sky calmly subsided.

Peaceful scenery.

The shadow of everyday life, which seemed to last forever, pierced my senses and fled beyond the darkness.

The boy walked through the village.

I walked through a village that is now in ruins.

A road where no children of my age are left.

Across the old house where the family chatter is silent.

Deprived of warmth, I walked and walked through the crouched ruins.

A gleaming blade.

Blood gushing.

Dispersing screams.

The death of parents.

The hidden self.

In my hazy memory, the scenery I saw then was terrifyingly clear, like a knife in my mouth.

After several days, the boy did not leave the ruins.

He just wandered off.

I wandered aimlessly.

I got lost.

Why did this happen?

Would he be different if he didn’t hide?

I couldn’t figure out the answer to the other actions.

The answer to this action was difficult to accept.

Unhappiness that came for no reason was like a disaster.

The reason why they came with black armor and blazing patterns.

I don’t know.

A boy like that found a strange shadow at the entrance of the village.

Am I looking at something?

No.

The shadow was distinct.

How distinct, white.

It was a person wearing a white robe resembling a shining moon.

He stopped in front of a ruin and prayed with his palms joined.

After the small murmur, he took out an ivory-colored accessory from his bosom and held it up.

Short chains.

At the end, a round symbol like a full moon shook.

The person prayed to the uninhabited house, then waved the ornament and prayed again.

He turned around and found the boy.

Perhaps he was taken aback, he hesitated and approached the boy.

Cloudy golden eyes looked up at him.

The man said.

Someone survived. Are you okay?

The boy said.

I don’t know.

The man looked down at the boy blankly and nodded at him.

Those eyes. It is a symbol of being a child of revelation. And you deserve it too.

The boy didn’t answer because he didn’t understand.

… ….

Let’s get revenge on them.

Revenge?

Yes. Plural. I must avenge the world so that I can never make you sad again.

… I don’t know how?

Let me help you.

Who are you?

I….

… ….

The boy took the man’s hand.

On both shoulders of his robe, yellow curves were engraved like a peculiar symbol.

Something thin and sharp, like a fingernail that had been cut and fell off.

A pattern resembling the old moon.

***

“Ugh….”

It seems that I saw a scenery similar to the last dream.

I don’t know because it’s blurry.

My head is blank, probably from a deep sleep.

I was moved to the treatment room and was immediately treated by the priest.

It is the religion that the Bebel family follows and serves the main god of this world.

I was healed by the priest of the Sun Bridge.

Healing under May’s advice was successful.

The sharp pain remained, but the wound was mostly healed.

I applied an ointment and applied a bandage in case of a flare-up, and after the treatment, I fell asleep as if I had passed out.

‘Why are my hands so heavy….’

I struggled to open my eyes and saw my heavy left hand.

There was Elijah.

It is the image of me lying on the bed and sleeping while watching over me while I sleep.

He put his hand on my left hand and fell asleep face down on the bed.

‘Why is this precious person sleeping in such an uncomfortable position….’

I was by your side when you were being treated, but I thought you would still be there.

I sleep well without even knowing I woke up.

I observed Elijah, who was still asleep.

A red blanket covered like a cloak.

And a cat doll that you put your face on and use like a pillow.

I gave them both.

‘Looks like a cat, looks like a doll….’

These days, Elijah always carries those two items with him wherever he goes.

Why?

At some point, I seem to have become more than just a standout candidate to Elijah.

What does Elijah think of me?

It’s a reality she doesn’t want to admit, but she can’t turn away forever.

Memories that suddenly come to mind.

The answer Elijah gave back to my question one day.

‘Mine.’

I hurriedly shook her head.

I suddenly felt embarrassed.

She saved me a few times and is she drinking kimchi soup now?

Why is this?

What’s good about me being special to him….

‘… ….’

There is. Hmm. It’s honestly not that there isn’t.

Yes, but….

‘… Oh Mr. I’m not sure.’

I don’t know.

I’m not smart, so I don’t hold on to things I don’t know until I know them.

If you don’t know, just skip it.

I just saved Elijah this time too.

I might have lived if it wasn’t for me, but that’s enough for now.

‘By the way, my face has improved a lot.’

In the past, Elijah’s cheeks were tight.

It’s because he got hit and swollen.

That’s why she put on thick makeup.

But now Elijah’s cheeks are like glutinous rice cakes.

‘Hmm. Umm….’

White, soft cheeks.

The feeling she touched right before she died.

I suddenly felt the urge to touch it again.

I know it’s a crazy idea….

Looking at it made her want to touch it more, so she turned her head.

However, the eyes are attracted like a magnet.

‘… I can’t do it.’

Let’s touch it lightly.

These are the cheeks I saved. Can’t we?

After all, he crawled into my bed while I was asleep, right?

Trying to press down on the cheek is nothing compared to that.

“My lady… ?”

I called Elijah in a small way.

She does not wake up from a deep sleep.

I glanced around.

There is no one in the room but Elijah.

She reached out her hand cautiously.

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My cheeks protruded from sleeping on a cat doll.

As if following her air, her index finger cautiously advanced towards her destination.

Involuntarily, I gulped down my saliva.

Unlike me, who is nervous, Elijah breathes slowly and sleeps well.

A trembling index finger finally touched her cheek.

Keep it. The cheek meat was pressed.

‘Oh…. What is this….’

It’s like freshly steamed rice cake.

Or freshly baked white bread.

Elijah did not wake up.

I kept getting the urge to touch him more.

I decided to be a little bolder.

I squeezed my cheeks with my thumb and forefinger.

Very lightly.

When I pressed it in that state, the warm and plump cheeks were pressed by my hand.

‘Cute, no, um…. It’s cute…. Because it’s true that it’s cute….’

The soft warmth that touches your fingers is warm enough to melt your heart.

No matter how scary she is, her cheeks are innocent. Hmm.

It didn’t take long for it to become sluggish at that temperature.

I felt eerie for no reason and looked around.

Fortunately, as I checked earlier, no one is there.

‘Whew….’

She sighed inside her and looked at Elijah again, and then she almost died of her heart attack.

Elijah was looking at me.

With me grabbing her cheeks.

Waking up from sleep, Elijah looks at me with one of her eyes and asks quietly.

“… What are you doing?”

I forgot to breathe.