Seen by Celine, Esther presented her dagger honestly with a slightly frightened expression. When I received it, the eyes shot me out.
"Mark, prepare for the magic of healing."
"What?... ah, yeah"
"Mr. Norwell, eat your teeth."
After turning her tone and speaking to Norwell in her usual tone, Celine lightly roasted the dagger with her left hand, walked toward Norwell and crouched in - without hesitation, she shook the dagger down with her calf looking down at the affected area.
"Ghh......!
Norwell leaked her angry expression and voice, but Celine slipped the stabbed dagger diagonally and cut the mushroom through the wound. A piece of meat falls to the ground with a nasty noise.
When Celine glanced at it, she quickly turned her palm and fired a ball the size of a softball. There was a burning sound of Zhu and meat, but it quickly turned into a black charcoal eraser and the smell of burning came to my nose.
"U, g...!
With that groan, I look back at Norwell, who endured the pain while holding his arms tight against each other.
Calves are already dyed bright red, and blood flows to the ground without stopping. Uhhhh... that doesn't sound like pain. Just watching it relaxes your body... wow.
"Marc! It's healing magic!
Celine returned to me with a sharp voice. Yes, not when you're about to pull your hips out.
When I approached Norwell on a run, I poured a light mana into my wound. Slippery cut calf eggs. I think I see something white in my bright red wound... Is that... bone? Wow, I don't want to see it. I don't want to see it! Heal, heal, heal, heal.
I didn't want to look straight at it, but I couldn't help but turn my face away and fade away, and my hands just kept healing towards the wound.
Then the bleeding finally stopped... and I thought, this time, the flesh started spreading from the cross section. Is this... is the meat regenerating? But this is as disgusting as the mushrooms I just saw...
"Ugh...... what? Meat...!?
"Eh, what is this!?
Norwell and Celine shouted at the same time. I want to speak up, too. But it can't be stopped halfway. I will continue my healing magic.
From the cross section, meat emerges as if bubbles are floating, and it gathers and overlaps, forming a slightly lumpy calf.
After a while, the calves were completely regenerated. I can't tell where it was disconnected from. I wonder if the part that has been recycled feels as shiny as freshly washed.
Celine stared at me with her hands on her forehead and her tired face.
"I was hoping you'd stop the pain and the bleeding... I can't believe it's regenerating meat...."
"I'm surprised too."
I experienced fracture treatment in Byan, but I didn't think I could cure the defect site. Maybe the ether of the Harlem Lizard that fell after that affected my magic.
"I thought losing one of my worst legs was better than losing my life, but Norwell got it. So how's your body?
"Ah, ahh...."
Norwell stared at the giraffe as she was relieved, but when she touched the sticky calf in response to Celine's voice, she gently stepped on the ground twice or three times with her feet.
"There is no pain on the leg and it is as if it has not been cut.... but..."
Norwell shook his head slightly as he meditated.
"I still feel the waves of dark magic. It will not change that I am under the influence of a special individual and my magic continues to be sucked."
"Celine, what happens when magic is sucked up?
"Sometimes you use too much magic to flirt, don't you? That's how bad it gets. You will continue to be sucked by magic without recovering, and eventually die unconscious and weak."
"Exactly. Unfortunately, we are unlikely to escape death. But thanks to the healing of his legs, we can reward him with an arrow.... Celine, Marc, thank you for giving me the chance to recapture as a hunter."
Norwell smiled slightly at us and grabbed the bow beside him with a pale face and stood up supporting the tree.
"Nevertheless, I am a well-known adventurer as a master of bows. If you're ready to die, you might be killing this thing instead of buying time?
Norwell shouts loudly as he looks across the forest. Oh, bowmen shouldn't say that.
"Now go. That special individual will be a threat to the village. Hurry back to the village and prepare to intercept."
Norwell wants us to pull back again. But Celine did not answer, bending her hips to face me.
"What do you say? Marc"
"... what do you mean?
"What do you want?
Celine stared at me with her face erased.
I know exactly what they're asking me. I don't know if you want to help Norwell.
"If I can help, I want to help."
I don't have much contact with Norwell, but I think that my wife Matilda is from the same family, and I feel that she is especially kind to me.
Even today, the child said he had to eat a lot of meat, and he smiled happily by forcing me to have more venison than the market price. At that time, Norwell was gone. He must have been out in the woods.
There is no way of knowing that the husband is on the verge of life and death. I don't think I want to cloud that kind aunt's pale smile.
"... Phew, that's right. So, Marc, you're gonna do it?"
Ugh, even though it's in the shape I was told, is that what it is? I ask Celine what she wants.
"Well, Mr. Norwell's life is at stake, so maybe Celine should fight?
"It's okay. If Mark doesn't look good, I'll get out. Those mushrooms are so weak to fire that I might be able to do it easily. Well, the woods will burn a little bit, but at that time, you can help me put out the fire together."
That's how Celine winked. My back sweats after a long time of indifference.
"Celine! Then I'll do it too!
Esther secretly complained of her readiness to die, but Celine stared at Esther and replied quietly.
Estelle, you protect Mr. Norwell.
"That's not even me....!
"It's reckless to approach someone who scatters spores. Look at Mark here."
"But in that case, Celine will fight with you! Poor Marc!
You must be worried about me. The ester is devoured. But Celine didn't change her mind.
"Poor thing? You think it's sadder for me to take Mark's chance to grow up here?
"Ester"
"Marc, I'll convince you..."
"Thank you, but I'll do it."
I got caught up in Celine and left town to gain the strength and knowledge to resist malice. We know that special individuals have a large amount of ether. I have a promise that if I defeat it, it will help me.
Said Celine would be responsible for defeating him when he was about to fail. I wonder how kind Celine is to have a place like this. Yeah, it's gentle... right?