Hakai no Miko

This is what me and the boy secretly talked about and did.

In front of everyone who opened their eyes in amazement, Soron spoke indifferently.

"The boy and I negotiated with the sinner who had been condemned to death, and received the body of the deceased after the death penalty, on condition that he paid the appropriate remuneration to the bereaved family - that is, we received the donation and secretly carried out the sacrifice (fluff). This is the result."

Everyone was exhausted.

No, that's not all. And the three of Shemul, and Shunupah, and Shahatha, stood up with their whole hairs upside down: and Eladia stood up with her ears pounded, and Marco held down his mouth, so as to suppress his nausea. Furthermore, Marcronis unconsciously placed his hand on the handle of the sword on his waist, and even Michena, who admired Solon as his adoptive father, turned his face pale and turned pale.

Of course I hate you!

But Soron took everyone's reaction for granted.

"It's exactly what the outside world does, such as filling corpses!" Genobanda is a vile act! Yes, I know that it will be done! "

Genovanda is the biggest scorn on the Cerdeas continent, regardless of race or region. And as Solon himself reproached himself, the act of causing the corpse to be destroyed in this time was most abominable.

For example, some of the penalties in this era include beating the body with a whip or stick after being sentenced to death, or cutting it into pieces and exposing it to the public.

These were severe punishments equivalent to the punishment received by the Mendaxe parents and children who plotted a rebellion against the Blue Horse and Princess Warina--- () exposing the head of the lion to rot until it was exhausted, and the body was left in the wild to feed the beast, which was a extreme punishment applicable only to the rebels against the country.

So far, the act of causing the body to be damaged is a blasphemy to the dead, a vulgar act of shaking the living.

And it's not just about ethics.

In this era, carcasses are the source of plague alongside manure. The idea of quarantine has always been that corpses should not be touched without darkness.

Therefore, the disposition of corpses of cattle that have died of disease, and corpses that have no relatives to take back, is the role of the people, that is, people who are not people, and it has been regarded as a realm outside people. Even so, it was only natural that it should be the work of monsters that no longer belonged to humans, such as not only destroying corpses, but even dividing them, and leaving them in a clear picture.

Soron said after a small exhale.

Well, in the world where the kid came from, he was studying the human body and greatly developing medicine.

Although he did not want it, it is natural that Azure Horse, who witnessed many people being injured in the battle he waged, called for the development of surgical techniques to treat medical, especially trauma.

However, in modern Japan, it was a difficult task not even to know what and how to start for the Azure Horse, which was only a high school student.

So it was Soron, the greatest wise man that Aohora knew.

However, even Soron, who was known for his desolation, was not able to accept it pleasantly.

After all, the medical care of the Cerdeas continent in this era is full of private medical care that is not sure of its effects, and later it relies on Kaji prayer so that God can wield mercy at will.

There is no way that such people can gain an understanding of surgical treatment. In addition, it was Soron's idea that if he added a sense of disobedience to the division, he would only be severely rejected.

However, the development of medical technology is urgent, and we cannot wait for the understanding of people who do not know when it will be.

Solon had come to the conclusion that it should be kept secret to avoid unnecessary confusion until, after a long discussion with the pale horse, the time came when many people could demonstrate satisfactory results.

So, Azure Horse secretly separated from Soron even by hiding it from Seymour, who admitted that he was half-bodied.

"Some of the country's medical doctors who had developed this way were able to stitch open parts of the kid's organs after they were treated, such as his stomach and chest were cut open alive after the victim had fainted with medicine."

No one could understand Solon's words immediately.

It is synonymous with killing people of this age, such as cutting open their bellies and breasts. And the medicine that was supposed to save lives didn't work out.

However, after a while, I could see that Soron was about to say something.

Solon groaned vigorously at the words "No way?!" he uttered without saying a word.

"The boy said that he could not see any difference from what he knew in this anatomy. If the contents of the kid's stomach were the same as this, it was here in the stomach that he was stabbed! The boy says that this is a place where what you eat is melted into mud, from which you absorb what your body needs, and the rest of it becomes feces. So to speak, the boy is in a state of having his own feces stuck in his wound. Then your stomach will rot too."

Solon looked around at everyone's faces and said.

"If that happens, I'll slit the kid's belly, sew the torn parts together, wash the organs covered in leaked dirt with medicine, and then close the belly again." Besides this, there's no other way to help the boy! "

Thoron's words struck everyone as if they had been struck by lightning.

The ultimate in evil tricks that mock common sense and taboos.

Solon's words that he could only save the pale horse with the means to say so were puzzling because everyone did not even know what to judge.

Shemul was the first one to respond.

"... so is Soma really going to help?"

Shemul didn't understand what Solon was saying either. However, she was driven by a stronger desire than anyone else to save the life of the pale horse.

I don't know.

But Solon shakes off Siemul's clinging words mercilessly.

"Kids weren't studying medicine either. I only said that I knew that there was such a medicine. It goes without saying that I was begging the boy to teach me."

Solon pulls his lips slightly together and then tells the hard truth.

"Break the kid's belly and open it." One mistake can break a thick blood vessel and cause a lot of blood to be lost. Or even if you take one organ, you don't even know what it is. There may be things that should never be touched or exposed to the outside air. But I don't even know that. If you want to help the boy, you can kill him instead! Therefore, it is one choice to bet on the boy's good luck and vitality and watch him like this. "

So Solon stares at Siemul's face.

"Now that the boy's consciousness has not returned, it's up to him to decide what to do. ― ― Now, what shall we do, Master Wang?

Suddenly, Siemul was puzzled by the serious choices that had to be made.

If a pale horse is likely to be saved, I want to find out by any means possible. However, it was impossible to make an immediate decision when I heard that it could kill a pale horse instead.

Shemul is annoyed.

Wouldn't it be better to risk the pale horse's good fortune and vitality like this rather than just killing him on your own?

Such an idea comes to mind.

But Siemul instantly rejected his weakness.

Shemul has seen many Zoanese warriors who have lost their lives after being beaten with horns by cows in carelessness and accidental accidents while hunting. Even Zoan's warriors, who were more physically tough than their pale horses, had the strength to do so. It seemed unlikely that the pale horse would survive.

Shemul stared back at Thoron.

"Do it!"

Shemul made up his mind.

"If you just let me die with my hands on my head, there's no face to match Soma in the field of joy!"

And Siemul smiles.

"There's no problem if I fail. I apologize to Soma for doing the best I could, and laugh at each other's misfortune and immaturity.”

And if a pale horse die before it is done again, then it shall die immediately, and it shall follow after the pale horse.

Solon's face was also broken.

"Good! Then I will risk my life to do the same!"

That way, Solon throws the instruments Michena had for classification - sluts and forceps - to the Elf lady.

"The invisibly small illness element is vulnerable to heat." Simmer all the tools you use in the pan! Bandages, needles, and threads! If you can't boil it, I'll throw it in my bleach-diluted liquid! "

Soron instructed her to prepare for the surgery one after the other, and the Elf officers began to move in haste.

"Hey! Break your belly alive." If Soma wakes up in the middle of the night and runs wild, we're in trouble. What do we do?! "

Solon thought slightly before answering Siemul's question.

"We have no choice but to tie it to the bed." If you still get mad, you and the one with the bow there won't have a choice but to force it down on the Human General! "

I didn't know if I could hold down a human suffering from the intense pain of breaking his stomach alive. But we can't just increase the manpower we don't know we can trust.

Shunupa said to Solon, "Is it okay?" and then said, "Sarah."

I'm just carrying a drug to make you unconscious.

Everyone opened their eyes and was surprised, but Shunupa continued.

It is originally a ritual dedicated to the god of beasts.

Shunupa says that the medicine is given to the raw cattle when they take out their hearts alive to consecrate to the god of beasts. As far as she knows, the cows won't wake up in the middle of the ceremony, and the effect can be guaranteed.

If there is such a medicine, it is perfect.

With that in mind, Solon got lost.

"But Zoan's medicine works for the boy..."

The problem is that even if the cow is effective, it is not known whether the same effect can be obtained on human pale horses.

However, Shunupa replied immediately.

"Then don't worry." I can assure you that it also works for the king of the tribe. There are also no sequelae. "

It was as if I had actually tried it once.

Everyone is suspicious, but we don't have time to pursue it now.

Solon, who asked Shunupa to prescribe the medicine, said in a serious tone that he would call everyone together again.

"There's only one problem left!" It doesn't matter who breaks the kid's belly. "

Unexpectedly, those present at Solon's speech turn their eyes round.

Isn't Lord Solon going to do it?

Eladia asked on behalf of everyone who was surprised.

"Of course, I will be present, but--"

Solon raised his right hand when he said that. The fingertips are trembling. It is not due to tension or fear, but to the accumulation of alcohol and poisoning through years of excessive drinking.

"That's right, I can't do it with this hand." If you're dealing with a corpse, there's no problem if it fails a little, but that's exactly what a kid would do. I will be present and give instructions, so I want someone to cut the kid's stomach like that. "

With a few failures, it would take the life of a pale horse. If you think about it, you can't let Solon do it with such a hand. They were convinced that they should let someone else do it.

And naturally, Siemul was the first to make a name for herself.

Alright! Then I'll do it!

"You can't do that."

However, Solon immediately denied it.

"Zoan's hands are in the way of hair and claws." Even if I shaved off all of my hair with both hands, I could still put my claws in and out. Try to slightly damage the important blood vessels and internal organs with the nails that come out with the force. It's a catastrophe. "

"When it comes to detailed work using my fingertips, I..."

Eladia gently wrapped her right hand around her.

Eladia used to specialize in handicrafts such as embroidery, but recently she felt uncomfortable with the movement of her fingers.

That was something to say to all the Elf Archers. The Elfin Bow they used wasn't a magic weapon either. I needed enough pull to match its power. In addition, you must keep the bow in a squeezed position until the aim is fixed even after you pull.

Therefore, most of the elf archers, such as Eladia, had an inn where the fingers of the right hand pulling the string hardened and it was difficult to move.

Usually, it is possible to deceive the fingers of the right hand by using the movement and technique of the whole body, but as expected by the detailed movement of the fingertips of the surgery, Eladia could not raise her name.

"If you're absolutely sure you won't try to kill the kid, and if you've ever stolen an animal's organs, you're still good." Who have you got any idea who that is? "

No one could find an answer to Solon's question.

Some of Zoan's assassins have helped us reclaim the plains and save our species from extinction. The Elves and Dwarves don't necessarily have traitors either.

It was no longer a race, and I could only entrust it to someone who I personally believed would not betray the Pale Horse, but I could not think of anyone who met Solon's requirements.

The only voice that leaked out was the voice that made me feel anxious.

Is there such a person?

It's Marco.

Everyone present looked at Marco together.

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"Good boy! We'll have to fight for a while, but at the same time, we have to proceed with caution!"

Standing next to Solon, Marco almost cried out, "Such a nonsense."

A pale horse lying on its back with a large white cloth covering its entire body was placed on the bed in front of Marco.

Azure horses that fall asleep by the medicine prescribed by Shunupa do not move a single pound of their fingertips. The only exposed abdomen and the cloth that touches the mouth and nose are already dead if they don't move slightly to match the breath.

Instead of a knife in his hand, Marco grabbed a small, razor-sharp blade that Solon called a "slut," and shook his body.

After the Elf lady came out and washed her body, she was sprayed with a bleach-diluted disinfectant from her head. As soon as it dried, Marco, dressed in white clothes, no longer knew whether the liquid falling from her body was the disinfectant or whether it was her cold sweat.

"It's like breaking an animal's belly and removing their intestines!" Just cut it open carefully, little by little! Come on! "

Marco, who was rushed by Solon, shook his hand and struck the tip of the slut into the abdomen of the pale horse.

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The pale horse surgery, which had begun at midnight, showed no sign of finishing by the end of the day.

Finally, the sky at the end of the far east began to white, and when I finally wanted to welcome the morning, the door of the room where the operation was being performed was opened with a small noise.

From there, Marco, who appeared to be exhausted and exhausted, borrowed from Soron's shoulder, and Siemul, who was revealing the night without any effort in front of the room, rushed over like a jump.

"How did it go?! Did it work?! Is Soma going to help?!"

Marco, who had left his body with Solon, said back to Siemul thinking that he had hoisted a kiss and a taunt.

"I don't know how to do that. Don't be silly!"

Siemul burst into a fierce swordscape that could not be imagined from a dull Marco.

Marco used up all his strength by yelling back, dropped his hips and sat down. Then she shouted, covering her face with her blood-stained hands.

"It's full of blood!" Stop the intestines from overflowing and sew the wound with thread! Wash it in medicinal water! Push it in! Sew it up again! I didn't know what it was anymore! "

Having said that, Eladia stroked Marco's shoulder to calm him down, and then ordered one of the women to take him to the other room to rest.

Thinking too much of the pale horse, she fell into self-loathing and shut up. Instead of Siemul, Eladia asked Solon where he had prepared the bottle of wine.

Master Solon, has the treatment succeeded?

Releasing his mouth from the bottle, Solon rubbed his wet beard with the back of his hand and answered with a throwing spear.

“I told you. I don't know. - It's not the first time everything's been done. I had no choice but to do it by hand. Although the bleeding was minimal, I still lost a lot of blood. There was a way to make up for the lack of blood where the kid was, but I don't even know how to do it.

And the kid said that after the surgery, he would take medicine to kill the invisibly small illness element that entered the body, but that kind of thing can't be here. "

Then Solon once again opened the bottle, dried the rest of the wine, and casually threw away the empty bottle. The empty bottle rolls around the room with a rattling sound.

“But I think we've done everything we can.”

Then, Soron called out to Shermul, who stared at him with a serious face that he would not miss a word of his own.

"Hey, little girl. If the kid dies, don't hesitate to take this head with you."

Besides, Siemul snorted.

"Who wants such a neck!" I was the first to apologize to Soma. Fuck you, you can do this later at the most! "

Thoron smiled bitterly, wondering if he could get back to his usual routine.

However, it is only for a short time.

Immediately, a gloomy air dripped into the room, leaving everyone speechless.

How long has it been going on?

An elf lady came to the room. Even with a slight hesitation, she reports to Eladia.

Onee-san, there's someone here who wants to see you, Mr. Soma.

"What are you talking about in this situation...!"

That was Eladia's rough voice, but on the way, she cut her words realizing that the sisters would know about it as well.

No. I have to be calm at a time like this.

After telling herself that, Eladia took a deep breath to calm her mind and then asked who was visiting her.

"She calls herself Princess Parfena of the Shpamur Kingdom."

Eladia is convinced that it would not have been possible for the royalty of another country to be driven back by the judgment of a female officer.

"Even the royalty of other countries..."

After speaking so much, Eladia had a hard time.

And when Eladia changes her blood, she confirms that what she just heard was not her mistake.

I'm calling myself Princess Parfena of the Shpamur Kingdom?! And it's not a forethought, it's a person?!

And the Elf lady affirms it.

Eladia turned to Solon with a sound. Solon's eyes are also wide open with astonishment in his wrinkled face.

"What the hell is wrong with you...?"

Seymour, who had no idea what was going on, asked with puzzlement.

"Master Shemul, please calm down and listen carefully."

Rather, it was Eladia's words to calm herself.

“Her Royal Highness Princess Parfena is the first princess of the island state of Shpamur, west of Jeboa, and the chief bishop of a sect of Episcopalians called the Western Church. And most importantly, the Son of Man, who is more or less called the Holy Maiden.”

Shemr knew that in the land of Shepamur, to the west, there was a son of the human God.

However, no matter what important person is, given the state of the pale horse, we can't let anyone see us now.

Shemul was puzzled by Eladia's attitude, which she should have understood.

I told Seymour to chew on Eladia and include her.

"And the power of grace that he (or she) has been bestowed--"

Eladia swallows her saliva and then says:

"The power of healing." Heal and bless others' injuries and illnesses. That's what I heard...! "