The Hero Party Couldn’t Kill Me

Chapter 11: Third Revenge (1)

“Can you come to your senses?”

With Rafaela’s voice, I regained consciousness.

Feeling a strange sense of déjà vu, I opened my eyes.

Unlike the first time I met her, the ceiling is familiar. It was my bedroom in the hideout.

And Rafaela was standing in front of me.

A tired expression. But at the same time, I was very angry.

I tried to get up, but I couldn’t move.

Only then did I confirm that my whole body was tied up with bandages. I felt like an Egyptian mummy.

“I am alive, right?”

“Are you sure you are alive?”

Rafaela laughed at my question.

“When Edmund arrived at the hiding place, he was in a state of severe burns all over his body. His skin was so charred that it was half melted!”

… Was it that serious? Well, the firepower of the magic flame was enormous.

So you’re saying I flew to the hideout in that state? All of a sudden I realized how dizzying the situation was.

“… At that time, Edmund-nim said it would not be strange if he died at any time.”

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Rafaela said with difficulty. I looked up and saw that she was barely holding back tears.

Seeing that, I felt sorry.

“Sorry….”

“I…. Do you know how dizzy I was? Do you know how desperately I tried to save Edmund-sama, fearing that he would really die like this?”

Raphaella raises her voice and argues. Even with ten mouths, she had nothing to say.

“So I was against it! It’s just suicide! Let’s find another way! But why didn’t you listen to me?”

“Sorry….”

“You promised me before you left! I will come back without getting hurt as much as possible! But why did you come like this?”

“That, that’s because the saintess thoroughly tried to kill me….”

“Noisy!!”

Rafaela grabbed anything she could get her hands on and hit me.

Fortunately, it was a pillow that she held in her hand, but her skin was very sensitive, so even being hit with her pillow hurt.

“Ah! It hurts! It hurts! What are you doing to the patient now!”

“Are you proud to be a patient? Whose fault is it that you are hurt like this now?”

She screamed and tried to resist, but Rafaela started hitting me harder.

“Ah! Sleep, hold on!”

“This… fool! Why! Why! Self! Save your life! Like that! Lightly! Are you here? Like this! Really! Die! What to do! Almost! I did it?”

Every time Rafaela hit her pillow, she threw a word.

From afar, it may look like a farce. To express her anger is to beat someone with a pillow.

That’s not necessarily true when you look at it up close. Raphaella was quite strong, and she felt like she was hit with a hammer every time she was hit because her whole body was very sensitive, too.

After a while, Rafaela put down her pillow, feeling somewhat relieved. I was stretched out in a half-dazed state.

“Anyway… Do you know how scared I was?”

He sat down in front of me and said. The tears I had been holding back spilled out.

Seeing that, I became solemn for nothing. Was there anyone who cared about me like this?

I struggled to get up and get out of bed. Every time I moved, I felt a burning pain, but I held back and sat down next to Raphaella and patted her on the back.

Then Rafaela hugged me tightly and began to cry in my arms.

My whole body hurt, but I held back the pain and stroked her head.

While I was waiting for her to calm down, someone burst through the door.

“… Oops I interrupted.”

It was Mina. She glanced at us with an expression of seeing the invisible, then slammed the door again.

Only then did Raphaella raise her body to see if she had calmed down. She cleaned up her messy face from her washing magic and looked at me.

Still, her face will be punished.

“… It hurts a lot?”

“Are you asking that now?”

Rafaela burst out laughing when I asked. And she cast a spell to alleviate the pain.

“Still, I’m glad. You healed much faster than I thought. As expected, Edmund-sama’s body is really amazing.”

Rafaela got up first and helped me up. With her support, I lay back on the bed.

The pain felt all over my body was too strong to walk around yet. Well, given the state of my injury, even moving like this might be a miracle.

“How did you save me anyway?”

“At first, I tried to use body copying magic to revive my burned skin, but I thought I might die as a side effect. There was no normal skin, so there was no skin tissue to refer to. So I used super regeneration magic as the next best thing.”

I thought back to the pain she felt when she brought her arm back to life. I don’t know if it’s because it took longer, but I think it hurt more than when I was burned at the stake. If it happened again in the half-baked state, I might have really died.

“… And Edmund-sama’s body itself has a very good ability to recover. That’s why some burns heal faster.”

Once again, I realize how fraudulent the magic of this world and the blessings of people from another world are. Could the injuries I suffered be treated with modern medicine?

No, he must have died before he was brought to the emergency room in the first place. When you think about it, it’s really luck.

“Maybe the pain will go away after 3 days. But… The scalp doesn’t seem to recover.”

“What? Then……”

I reached out and felt my hair. Although wrapped in bandages, it felt perfectly smooth.

“Yes, he went bald.”

‘… ….’

I suddenly became very depressed. Rafaela added as my expression suddenly deteriorated.

“… If you don’t like it, we can treat it. Edmund-sama’s corpses made by accident. You’re still in Edmund-sama’s subspace, right? Based on that, you might be able to restore even your scalp and hair.”

“… Thanks.”

I smiled. I don’t know if his face was properly exposed because his face was also wrapped in bandages, but Raphael also smiled after me.

“… I think I’ve given you enough time.”

At that time, Mina opened the door again and came in.

“For what?”

“A little while ago Saint Joan came to her hideout. She left this letter.”

“… Why is it now?”

“I thought it would be better to read it quickly.”

Mina handed her letter to Rafaela. I read her Joan’s letter with her.

The contents of the beginning were as expected.

Thanks for my sacrifice and sympathy for what I said at the trial were written on it. She, too, admitted that the current Etwar religion has gone astray.

‘So I’m going to see the saintess today. Finally, she wants to give Him and the other priests a chance to do penance. ‘

The problem is what was written after that. Joan explained her plan.

I felt something ominous. Did he really have the naive thought that the saintess would quietly step down?

‘Don’t worry. Because she won’t let the saintess harm me. And last night, she also saw a new revelation from the Goddess.’

Of course, Joan seems to have an idea as well. But to me, it seemed like an act of suicide.

… Of course, that may not be what I am talking about.

“Did you read everything?”

Seeing my expression change, Mina asked.

“Did you read this letter too?”

“Precisely, he only informed me of the plan.”

“Why didn’t you dry it?”

“Isn’t Etoileism already over? If they had thoughts, they wouldn’t even kill the real saintess.”

Mina said with a strange smile. And she pulled something out of her.

“… Stop making a fuss.”

I could hear Joan’s voice from there. At the same time, I could hear people groaning.

“Ah, don’t worry. Because it was done with his permission. He even put the lens in himself.”

As Mina used her magic, we saw Joan’s perspective.

“… It would be difficult to deal with an unexpected situation with this alone.”

“Well… Let’s watch that.”

Mina said with a meaningful smile.

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Meanwhile, the Great War of Etoile was still besieged by angry citizens.

The citizens who entered the Great Temple yesterday managed to somehow push them out immediately after Edmund’s death. After taking a breather, he somehow blocked citizens from entering the Great Temple with the remaining troops.

However, at the same time, there was a large deviation in internal power.

“… Apparently, I was not destined to become emperor. You too are no longer a saint. I’m going back to Frostville now.”

First of all, Archduke Charles, who felt skeptical in the process of subduing the citizens, was the first to leave.

“Since the situation has reached this point, our ransom has become more expensive. Let’s say our alliance ends here.”

“You know how much money we’ve spent on Noir Magic Tower so far!”

“In other words, there is no reason to fall down with you guys. Well, since I killed the alien, it was quite enjoyable. We’ll just let it go.”

The mages of Noir Magic Tower, including Orcus, also left. Worse still, there were no more funds to hold them back.

Sometimes the prices they ask for have become too high, and Etoile’s financial situation is not very good now.

In this situation, the saintess held an emergency meeting with her chief priests.

“Even though I killed Edmund, the anger of the citizens is not easily subdued. What now?”

“Citizens are not only flocking to Daeshinjeon. Other temples in Solaum are now threatened. And little by little, other cities are showing signs of doing the same.”

At this point, news that the saintess had been shattered during the trial spread throughout the empire. In the process, having Edmund executed hastily turned out to be like pouring oil on him.

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“I don’t really feel like it, but I think it would be right to ask Her Highness for help. Anyway, there is a commotion in Solaum, and the imperial family has no choice but to intervene.”

“But don’t you know that Her Highness, the Princess, is already preparing to investigate the Etoile religion? In the end, it’s the same for us to fall.”

“We must admit our defeat even now! Let’s excommunicate Saint Lucy immediately and find a new Saint!”

“You dare say that in front of the saintess…!”

“Now that she has lost her authority, what kind of a saint is she? She must be excommunicated right now!”

The biggest problem is that now even the chief priests have different opinions. In particular, the opinion that the saintess should be excommunicated was growing more and more.

Under these circumstances, St. Lucy left her meeting hall and entered her private prayer room and prayed all night.

“Goddess. Etoileism is facing its worst crisis since its foundation. Please give me your wisdom so that we can overcome this crisis.”

At first she prayed calmly as she usually did, but the goddess still did not answer her.

Unlike before, she never felt connected to her goddess.

Then the saintess began to resent her goddess more and more.

“…If that’s the case, then why did you choose me as a saint? I certainly did my best to serve the goddess. Everything I did was to protect Etoile!”

The saintess rationalized her own actions and argued with her goddess.

“Please…”

However, it ended in sobs. The saintess stared at the stone statue of her goddess in a state of exhaustion.

Her appearance as a goddess, who always looked benevolent, felt cold today.

At that time, someone knocked on the door of the prayer room. The saintess cleaned up her expression as much as possible and opened the door.

“What’s going on? Has the crowd penetrated into the Great Sanctuary again?”

“No, it’s the other way around. Rather, the turmoil has subsided.”

“…Yes?”

In an instant, the saintess saw her hope. But her priest’s next words turned her hopes to despair.

“Saint. No, someone appeared who claimed to be a saint. I want to talk to the saintess right now.”