Okami Wa Nemuranai

14

To the fallen Zayfad, Lekan walked over.

"Zayfad, I win."

Zayfad moved his eyes and looked at Lekan.

His face is bloody and his nose is bloody.

Perhaps the whole body under the armor should be a terrible bruise. She must also have a burn that is not light.

My arms and legs are sloppy and I can't move.

"Keep your word. No Scalabel trips."

"Kill."

"What's in it for me to kill you? Keep your word. You must be a knight."

"Kill."

"Come on. It would have been a grudge-free duel with each other on terms."

"Lord Lecan."

It is the Temple Knight Delstan who has spoken to me.

"Yeah?"

"Instructor Scarabel's journey was recognized by the King. In accordance with his life, His Excellency the Prime Minister has ordered you to prepare for this. On the road to here, we have left a clerk in your town. Already in the town near Wangdu, street maintenance and accommodation renovation will have begun. We can't cancel this plan."

Lekan blurred the meaning of the word.

"So you promised this knight you couldn't even do it?

"That's what happens. You didn't think you'd lose."

Lekan scorned Delstan and scorned the undersecretary standing away from him. These two men, who knew it but did not say it and did not make them stop fighting, are also guilty of the same crime.

"Kill."

Zayfad's voice is like a petition.

The knight honors the duel. If I can't keep what I promised in honor, I'll have to die. Lekan decided to write off three sins by killing Zayfad.

On Zayfad's defenseless head, Lekan shook up the "Sword of Agosto" with only his right arm.

"Dear Zayfad!

"Dear Zayfad!

Two obedient knights tried to rush over.

"Thunder Strike!"

With his left hand protruding toward the obedient knights, Lekan unleashed his magic.

Around the two bodies, there was lightning and lightning, and the two fell.

And I can't move as I am, and I am sore and convulsed.

It was at that time that Rekan, who had re-examined his breath, tried to shake his sword to extinguish Zayfad's life.

"Rekan, when you get there."

Recan stopped the sword and looked back.

There was Sheila.

15

"" Water Generation "" Recovery "

As Sheila cast a spell with her right hand nearly twenty steps away, magical pure water was generated over Zayfad's face, where a "recovery" was placed, slowly hitting her face.

Lekan was surprised, in his heart.

When "Healing" is added to magical pure water, it becomes a magic water that has the effect of "Healing". But I was taught that it's about a day that keeps it working properly, and after three days, it hardly works.

I've always thought that this technology didn't make much sense to Lekan, who could use "Recovery".

But if Sheila does it now, it's like she keeps putting a "healing" on Zayfad's head. The magic water will stick from the head into the body and heal the details. Magic water is like a potion.

"Recovery."

Sheila then put a "recovery" on Zayfad's entire body. I almost soothe my body and burns, and then the magic water works to moisturize my entire body.

This is how recovery works. Lecan thought it was important to create something called ingenuity.

Next to Sheila, first-degree clerics and third-degree clerics are poking their knees.

They know what Sheila's trying to do right now is a loose technology.

Twenty steps away, no wand, no prep chant, continuous activation and mixing of "Water Generation" and "Recovery" to slowly hit the affected area of the patient.

That he still remained twenty steps apart and put [recovery] on the whole body of such a large patient at once.

Lekan doesn't know the technical standards of the King's Capital practitioners, but even that norm didn't believe the story at first that "recovery" could be used from a remote location.

Perhaps now the first-degree clerics will remember how touched they are to have met a legendary wizard.

"I don't know about Lord Armamir. You're Scarabel's apprentice."

"Yes. It's an honor to meet you, Master Sheila."

"Stand up. I can't talk in that outfit. Your undersecretary is like Lord Yeteria."

"I'll see you first. He is Yeteria Worsborne, Undersecretary of the Interior of the Prime Minister's Office of the Kingdom of Zaka. Are you Sheila, the pharmacist?"

"That was the name now. Hey. Come on, you too. Let's talk in the reception room."

Lekan also tried to make his way to the reception room.

"Lecan, you're in charge."

Looking ahead of Sheila's gaze, the two squire knights are convulsed.

Lekan put a "recovery" on both of them.

I didn't like to use the remaining yellow potion, so I kept putting on "recovery".

The burn and pull quickly healed, but the paralysis is hard to solve.

After a while (recovery), I managed to move, so I left the rest alone.

Zayfad got up and looked at Lekan with an eye that looked at something strange.