Published at 10th of April 2019 11:03 pm

Chapter 24. The Saints Repayment

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I wish I can get a cold beer Its quite boring living as a corpse. I cant feel anything, which made it feel like I was in a permanent dream. I sat down on my chair and took out a book from the vault. Now, time for some read

Snore...

Is Necro snoring already? He falls asleep quick I punched the wall facing his room several times, closed my book, and went outside. The first floor was quite loud as well, so I guess Im forced to go to the stables.

This is nice.

Excluding the occasional sound of the horses, it was actually pretty quiet here. I could see the moon up above as well, through the hole in the ceiling. I checked the haystack for any horse dung, and lay down on it. Now, Ill go back to my reading session

Ah! Found you! So you were here after all.

The saint approached me with a smile on her face.

I found you. I thought you escaped again and got scared, you know?

Necro snores too loudly.

Aha.

I stood back up.

What do you need?

Mm Well...

The saint seemed to think of something for a second, then brightened up the moment she thought of something.

Pop quiz! Annyeong, hak! Sei, nyo! Oo?

......

What was this idiot going on about?

What quiz?

Annyeong, hak! Sei, nyo! Oo?

The words that I heard, and the meanings that I understood from it, were completely different. This must be thanks to Xenoglossy. Annyeong meant hi in Korean. Hak must be a part of the work wisaeng-hak, meaning hygiene. Sei meant holy? Ah, must be (). Nyo is (), so sei and nyo together would mean saint. In other words.

She thought of quite an interesting wordplay.

Hello.

(Hell, Lo (to))

The saint made a disappointed face when I told her the translation.

That last part is supposed to be hai, isnt it? Because there are two circles.

She mustve wanted to hear me say her name. All the more reason not to say it.

Lets try again. (hi), hi(hello), (sea)s high hai(shark)!

They were all pronounced as hai.

You mean hai(, harmful)...

Just say my name already! Morto hai! Its simple! Might as well read it as Motto high (very high)!

I didnt see the worth in saying her name.

Its a fake name though.

Its a name given by god.

Necro was talking about that. Because wizards couldnt reveal their true name, they needed to use names that god gave them.

And your real name?

Why dont you try guessing?

Heisenberg?

Wrong~

If its a German name

Hailey? Hilda? Heidi?

9! 9!! 9!!!

Wordplay on nein(no)

Whatever. What did you really come here for anyway? To watch me? Im not going to run you know.

I came here to heal you. You got an injury on your back didnt you?

She seemed to be talking about the injuries I got from the waiting room.

Its fine. Its not anything big. Plus, I dont get favors from cultists.

The saint seemed confused.

Um Did you just call me a cultist?

Dont try to deny it. It even said it in the books? Healing magic can be cast by anyone once they form a contract with god, but in order to use it well, one must acquire proper medical knowledge.

This was because one could only heal after recognizing the problem in the injury. There were tens of thousands of spells under a single category of healing magic. Injuries dont get healed just by muttering some spells. Life was more complicated than that.

I cant let someone who isnt even a doctor to handle my body. Go away, fake.

I looked at the saint suspiciously on purpose. While pointing to a certain sentence in a book highlighted in red.

[There are lucky cases where a patient does get healed, but more often than not the patient would die because of a wrong usage of healing magic. Always be careful of unlicensed healers.]

My life is on stake. I have to be careful. Well, I was already dead, but still.

Ah, I was wondering about what you were worried about.

The saint walked over to me with a smile on her face.

Just get over here already. Im going to jump you if you dont? Do you really want there to be violence involved?

I didnt think Id be sentenced to death even in a different world.

Come at me, psycho.

I raised my two hands like a bear and began to walk around the saint threateningly.

I couldnt get my license because I came from a different world, but I managed to get a proper education as a medical student in college. Isnt that enough?

Liar. You said you were a high schooler.

Early admissions.

So you arent even a high schooler then. Liar.

The saint stepped back with a kuh. I sent out the final blow.

A wizard who isnt even a doctor trying to heal people by praying or something? Must be quite a sight. Do you need to sacrifice a pigs head or something?

Ive never seen an idiot who talks about stuff like that other than you, Mr. Murderer.

The one who says yes to a person who offers to heal with magic with the idiot here. You can get scammed quite easily.

You believe in the existence of magic, but you dont trust in my healing magic itself?

I have trust issues.

Just get healed already.

Tap.

The saint disappeared from view. Physical enhancement? I tried to run immediately, but got tackled from behind.

Stay down. Itll just take a second.

The saint whispered this into my ear while she held me down.

Itll only hurt the first time. Dont worry, Ill be nice.

Uaaah!

The saint whose body had been enhanced by magic wasnt something that could be beaten by human means. In the end, I gave up and decided to lay down on the floor.

Do what you want.

I had pulled out the knives in my back, but didnt seal it up yet. She must be trying to fix that up now.

Ill start now?

The saint began to mutter her spell whilst she sat on my back. I could hear a pleasant whisper in my ear while my back began to warm up. I was sweating quite a bit from the heat.

How light.

I used my eyes to take a look at the saint. She was whispering a few words under her breath with her eyes closed. She must be praying about now. ASMR white magic It isnt too bad, I suppose.

I modified my view a little bit again.

I could see white mana flowing out of the saints body. I became mesmerized by the sight for a slight second, then returned to my senses after hearing something.

Shf. Shfshf.

...What are you doing?

Shf.

The saint was drawing something on my arm after she had finished using healing magic. I thought she was drawing a magic circle at first, but she was just doodling.

This left arm has a black dragon sealed insi...

You!

I tore off the leech off of my back. The saint blew back onto the haystack.

You can draw on your sketchbook.

Ever heard of charms?

Never saw or heard of a charm that resembled anything like this.

I waved the saint away like I was waving away a fly.

Now, now. Just leave already. Im thankful for healing me, but its time for children to sleep now. Itd be troublesome if you got shorter than you already are from a lack of sleep. After all, Id have to use a microscope to see you if you get smaller than you are already.

The saint didnt budge.

I refuse.

Damn it!

The girl just refused to move from her spot. I tried to move her by hand, but my hand ended up hurting because of the holy flame. I gave up and decided to ignore her and read. The saint approached me when she saw this.

Studying magic again? You cant even use mana though.

I have to keep learning if I want to keep winning. I might not be able to use it, but its not worthless information.

...Why did someone like you end up killing?

The saint quickly closed her mouth, thinking that she said something she shouldnt have said.

A person like me

I would love it if there were more people like me. Even now, Ive done everything I could just to blend into society. Ive told people only the simplest side to my thoughts and explained everything about what I thought to people that Ive met. If there were two of me, I would exchange thousands of words with myself to transmit information between each other.

What? Did you think I was just a complete psychopath?

Well Yes.

How honest.

Im a normal person.

That was a lie.

I couldnt help but murder.

Liar.

She seemed quite confident in her denial.

Ive actually investigated you quite a bit in my free time.

When?

She shouldnt have had a lot of time. I was with her most of the time after Ive revealed my abilities to her, after all.

...Other than that one time when she had to go see the fairy.

The saint sat down.

You mightve not known, but I know a person who is able to attain information just through key words. I asked him about you, and learned quite a bit as a result.

A search engine

Seems likely that it would exist. If one could search for products, I suppose there would be a power that could search for information as well.

What did you learn?

About Whitehead. Where you were born.

I told you everything I know. What about it?

What happened there? How did you turn into a murderer? Surely you couldve done something else.

The saint seemed a little regretful as she said this, but I couldnt agree with her at all. A different path? Could a human that was fascinated by killing creatures end up being anything other than a murderer?

Instead of answering the saints question, I quietly began to reminisce about my past.

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