Monster no Goshujin-sama

10 - Lily Perspective

Since Edgar's raid, it's been one night.

I exhaled small to be unnoticed by anyone as I unfolded the restorative magic light.

It was an unexpected surprise.

We were utterly plunged into nothingness, even though we were wary.

Nevertheless, the intrusion route is already broken.

Because Robbia was witnessing the moment of the invasion.

According to Robbia's testimony, he felt strange magic in the luggage brought in from the neighbouring village and found a suspicious treasure ball mounted where he repeatedly pulled the luggage car.

Purple jewels mixed with black muscles.

I haven't seen it, but he said it was the same one Travis used for his escape when the Cathedral Knights raided.

When I got confirmation from Mr. Siran, I found that it was the same one that Zoltern-Miharlek in "Eyes to Prospect" used to get Edgar away.

Judging from the circumstances, I guess that magic tool is for use in pairs.

One is the entrance and the other is the exit.

Even if security was adequate against the external enemies of this village, the neighbouring village is not.

Before the villagers noticed, they must have installed magic tools.

That's how the 'Ghost of War' broke into the village, and when he kicked the Robbia he encountered, he assaulted your husband.

Your husband fell because of the poison used at that time.

I'm still breathing shallow in bed, and my eyelids are falling without strength.

My consciousness seems to be cloudy and I lose my mind quickly even when I wake up occasionally.

Robbie wiped the sweat on his forehead with a cloth.

It seems like a cramped move because you're hanging a broken arm from your neck.

After wiping the sweat down to her neck, Robbia has turned her gaze to this one.

"... hey, Lily. Shouldn't you take a little break?"

"Yeah, I'm fine"

Throughout the night I continued to cast restorative magic on your husband.

It was your husband's left arm that was slashed.

Though slashed thoroughly, my healing magic can block it without so much time.

In fact, there was a blockage.

The effects of the poison could also be excluded for a significant part.

But that's only temporary.

If you stop the magic, your complexion starts to pale again gradually.

Even with the best healing magic I can use, I can't get rid of the poison completely.

There's something wrong nesting in your husband's body, and healing magic can't erase it.

To that end, it recurs.

That's the image.

Obviously, it's not an unusual condition.

We have to do something...

"I'm home now"

So, Mr. Silan came back to his room.

"Welcome back, Mr. Silan. How'd it go?

"Yes, Edgar's magic tool is no longer present in the village."

She was working with Mr. Leah to tour the village and let the Spirit find out if any other magical tools of instantaneous mobility had been planted.

Capture your husband whose eyes lay on the bed.

"... I'm sorry, Lord Lily"

The words of apology had the sound of remorse.

"If I had been captured Edgar, I could have done something about it."

"It's not Mr. Silan's fault."

And I waved the first time, and looked back upon Mr. Shiran.

Her expression had a colour of impatience, more than that.

It's a strange story to think about on her body called Undead, but it's done like a sick person.

"I was just about to...... I didn't know it would affect this one"

At the same time as your husband fell, there was also an obstacle to Mr. Silan's body.

Because I am not particularly affected, perhaps it is because of my dependence on your husband for his presence.

Besides Mr. Silan, Asarina is in dormancy and Mr. Salvia is not showing his face either.

"Well, I can't help but care too much."

I consoled Mr. Silan, who seemed mindless.

"It's not like your husband will be cured when he's finished, and I don't know if he broke his mouth when he caught him."

"... so is that"

"You could have just come back safely."

Even though Edgar had suffered considerable injuries, Mr. Silan's debilitation is also terrible.

If it had been a bad fight, they could have done it.

"You brought the information back."

I decided to turn the story to the practical.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Silan. I'm sorry to be home early, but I was wondering if I could talk to you. Edgar said 'psychotropic', didn't he?

"Yes. Indeed."

The last time Edgar and I exchanged swords was Mr. Silan.

Edgar had left a throwaway dialogue when he left.

- Oh, have you finally fallen?

- What did you do? Nothing for you.

- By now, your brave men have been beaten by the Psychotropics.

- If you say you're a brave man, you can't overcome this degree of ordeal.

What a ridiculous word.

It's called an assault on abandonment, and I'm guessing it's causing me to raise too much resentment.

… for this reason, it is light and untrained, and I have the impression that it is a little chaotic.

No. Now, I don't care what Edgar's intentions are.

What matters is your husband's body.

"So, the word" psychotropic "is one of the brave powers of the past."

"Yes."

Mr. Silan nods.

"It is the alien powers of a brave man famous for slaughtering so many lords of the coma forest and making a great fortune in human society"

"'Psychotropic pills' that pay for evil because they kill monsters? But it's poison, isn't it? In fact, your husband, not a monster, is down."

"... if we talk about no body or lid, we will"

"Is it metastatic poison? You're a pain in the ass."

Your husband's body does not magically recover, despite ample improvement in resistance to poison by strengthening his physical abilities through magic.

That, too, was convincing if it was because it was eroded by poisons derived from the intrinsic abilities of the metastasized.

"It's just that 'spiritual drugs' should have already had a stagnant pedigree. Possibly, the 'spiritual pills' produced by the former brave men would have remained in the Cathedral Knights. These things are called the legacy of the brave."

"'Heritage of the Brave'? You've brought up a lot of stuff again. What kind of stuff is that?

"'Psychotropic Medicine' says we were able to include the knights' prayers. Do you think that prayerful 'spiritual pills' led to death if they were monsters in line, and significantly weakened them, even if they were monsters in the Lord's Class of the Coma Forest? There was also another alias," The Martyr's Arrow. "

"That's a lot of noise."

"Competence required a price. Most of the knights who prayed died."

"So that brave man was a poisoner who used the lives of others as a weapon.... Oh, sorry. I've overstated what I just said."

I honestly bowed my head when I saw Mr. Silan frown.

From earlier on, thank you. My remarks tend to be spicy.

"It doesn't look like it's the way it usually is. Pity."

"No. I think you've calmed down a lot. It's a big deal just to be undisturbed."

Mr. Silan shook his head to the side before reverting to the story.

"In the legend, the knights who died fighting monsters offered their souls. It's probably the same thing that Takahiro used."

"Someone's soul has broken into your husband's interior and is eroding."

"A prayer attack using the soul itself as a weapon...... no, directed at Takahiro is something that is already close to cursing as a concept. The principles are the same as those used by the brave once, but they are completely different. It's not acceptable!

Mr. Silan, roughing up his voice, seemed to notice himself getting hot and untied his clenched fist.

"... Anyway, in Lord Takahiro, the two souls are currently at best together. What matters in this battle is the strength of the soul and the strong will. If so, I think Takahiro will never lose. The souls of the transferees are much stronger than those of this world. More importantly, Takahiro has a strong will. The problem is the flesh."

"You mean you're going to die of debilitation?

"There is that danger. In fact, what is the status quo?"

Mr. Silan lowered his eyebrows.

For her, too, your husband is an important person.

I was aware of the smile.

"It's okay. It's stable now."

Even if you spend your magic trying to fully recover, your body will soon get back to normal.

So, by constantly perpetuating the weak recovery magic, I had decided to stabilize it as it stood.

It's hard to see your husband suffer, but at least, this diminishes the risk of him dying of debilitation.

"... does it look like"

Mr. Silan showed relief from the bottom of his heart.

"That's good."

"Symptomatic."

"We need that now. There's nothing you can do about it before you beat the poison."

"Right. Until your husband beats the poison, we have to take care of him."

"How long will you be able to keep Takahiro in good shape?"

"With me alone, I guess I can't have a whole day. But healing magic can be used by Kato and Kai..."

"But in Lord Minnaka and Kay, even the lowest restorative magic won't last that long"

"Yeah. So even if it's a shift, there's something really tough about it."

"You have to think about it properly and make a rotation..."

So Mr. Silan noticed Robbie with a dark face.

I really cough.

"Most likely, even by the end of the day, you will beat the poison. You can't just think worse."

"Right. I'm sure your husband would..."

In fact, that wasn't just a break.

The chances of getting better by the end of the day were ample.

But I had a bad feeling.

That could have been something I felt because I was in contact with the poison that invaded your husband and me, albeit beyond magic.

This is tough.

Nothing can be done in a short time.

I felt that way.

... Most of all, that's why it doesn't change what you do.

Just trust your husband and do what you can.

Besides, if it only prolongs, all I have to do is work hard for that period.

This is what your husband is doing. He is still fighting.

I had to work hard, too.

"Thank you, Mr. Silan. Talk to me."

Refreshing his feelings, Mr. Silan smiled as I thanked him.

'Cause it's necessary.'

Though you feel good about it back, I see tiredness on my face.

He's still not feeling well.

"Are you okay? Let me force you, I'm sorry. Better lay down a little..."

"No."

Mr. Silan shook his neck to the side, keeping his spine up exactly.

"Because I cannot shake more than Lord Takahiro has fallen."

……

Mr. Siran has a position in this village.

This village, which was not originally there already, manages to have, of course, a lot of help, but also because of the presence of your husband, who saved the village in its centre, and Mr. Shiran, who was from the village and even vice-president in the Allied Knights.

If you have something to believe, humans can work hard.

Mr. Silan needs to be more forthcoming than your husband has fallen.

... I know that, but I also think it depends on time and circumstances.

"But where we're the only ones, maybe we can get a little more distracted"

As I said, Mr. Silan laughed all the time.

"Thank you, Lord Lily. But it's really okay."

He smiled with a supple strength.

"As the knight of Takahiro, I can't help but be snagged to this extent"

Though his body is weak, he finds that being itself is not.

I used to be different from her, who was about to be a ghoul.

For this minute, I feel relieved that she seems to be okay.

In one way or another, the problem is….

"... Speaking of which, is Lord Mennaka off?"

Mr. Silan said, as he noticed.

"I wanted you to listen to me earlier."

"If you're Kato, you're at Rose's"

"... oh"

Mr. Silan looked painful.

I also feel my chest clogged.

Because I remembered Rose's mess when your husband fell.

I've never seen Rose like that before.

Your husband was hurt in front of you when you were there.

I know how it hurts.

Mr. Kato should have calmed down beside him by now.

"Things settled down, and we saw about the possibility of recovery. Wouldn't it be nice if we talked about it?"

"Right. I can't leave this place for a moment, so someone..."

I was about to tell you, the door rang.

"Sister. It's me."

Rumors cast a shadow.

It was Rose and Kato who showed up.

There must have been some pretty bad damage, but they repaired it.

The arm that was removed was back to normal, and the footprint was firm.

Plus, I'm calm.

"Sorry for the inconvenience"

"I don't think it's annoying. I was just worried."

"Thank you. It's okay now."

"Oh well."

I turned my gaze to Mr. Kato.

The snort returns.

Apparently, he's really calmed down.

"How is your husband doing?"

Rose asks.

Again I opened my mouth with Kato's eyes.

"Mm-hmm. Well, let's just talk about what we figured out"

"Please"

I also decided to tell Rose and Kato the story that I had previously described as Mr. Shiran.

As the story progressed, I could see the light shining inside Rose's chest.

"So your husband's okay, then?"

When the conversation was over, Rose showed her stroking her chest down.

I also rejoice in the way I honestly rejoice.

Now the rest is back to normal if your husband beats the poison and heals you.

And Mr. Silan raised his voice.

"May I help you, Lord Mennaka?"

Kato was thinking with his hands on his mouth.

"... I was just wondering"

"What?"

With regard to her ability to think, there is no room for doubt.

We all listened to the story.

"I have questions about 'psychotropic drugs'. Where did Edgar source it from?"

"... from where?

I leaned my neck.

Is that not, naturally, from the Cathedral Church?

"No. Indeed, the Cathedral Knight is an organization directly under the Cathedral Church. It also has power. But one of the" legacies of the brave "," spiritual drugs ", seems a lot more precious. Is it something a knight carries around?"

"It's..."

Sure it is.

The Cathedral Church is an organization dedicated to the valiant, and possesses many goods related to the valiant.

But not everyone will be able to bring it up.

It would have been even more so if it had been a valuable item.

"... is it possible that every escaped Travis was in possession? That must have been the head of the unit, though, right?

"Perhaps. But in an earlier raid he didn't use 'spiritual drugs'. Even if Robbie is hunting you down."

"Oh, yeah. Sure, you did."

"Of course, it's possible that I decided that I didn't even need to use it, and that 'spiritual pills' require a soulful itinerary, so maybe I wasn't ready."

... but what if it wasn't?

With that in mind, I was delighted.

What if there's someone who gave it to Edgar?

Because I've thought about that.

It was then.

"... it's so noisy."

There was a voice of people outside the house.

Just now. Tension ran on the look on everyone's face.

There was a rush of doors opening.

A voice echoed from the hallway as everyone stood up.

"It's tough!

"... Aunt Leah?

Mr. Silan snapped suspiciously.

Footsteps running through the hallway cluttered in front of the room and the door opened.

"It's tough! Gentlemen!"

Mr. Leah, who showed up, looked terrible.

I guess I'm also in such a hurry to forget that your poisoned husband is asleep.

I shouted out loud.

"The army is imminent!

"Huh...?

Everyone couldn't understand the words.

"Now what?

"The army is imminent!

In all likelihood, Mr. Leah continued.

"The enemy is the Macro-Lynn Frontier Boss Leader! They are on the verge of 'crusading the false brave'!