Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

The encounter with that mysterious giant beast named Skorbanger was like a nightmare daydream.

"What the hell was that... that giant you named Scorbanger..."

Mr. Currier groans as he guards his surroundings.

"I don't know either...... I can't even imagine. However, I am sure that the purpose was different from that of the Ultimate No.10 Army."

"Those in the Final No-X Army were killed by Skorbanger..."

Ha ha, Mr. Currier.

"And if he disappears anyway, it's your treatment first! As usual, you're too unscrupulous, Crohiko!

"Ha... su, sorry"

Classic exchange.

"I was completely speechless when I attacked him with my left arm. Really, every time you get a hiatus... but sheathing your wings to supply the demon knife with blood... how dare you come up with such an attack"

Mr. Currier slowly laid down his back of his head with his hands as he supported my body.

She can hold me in such a position.

"As Mr. Currier says, that's the usual thing, too. Do you say that attack came to mind as you fought against the swelling..."

"Honestly, I'd like to blame you for being unscrupulous."

The smile at this time made me wonder.

"Thanks for the rush"

I slip my hands from around my eyelids and she strokes my hair.

"And then you annoyed me... crohiko"

Because you can say it this way, maybe you'll hang in there more than your height.

"Um, is Mr. Currier okay?

"Hmm? Oh... my health is draining heavily, but I hear that giant beast attack could almost be offset by a new surgical demon suit defense. It's a little sloppy, but otherwise, it's surprisingly fine."

Good.

Mr. Currier, who makes an ideological face.

"Anyway, you're on this left hand first...... ok"

When Mr. Currier could lay on the ground caring for my body, he stood up and what a start to tear the hem of his skirt.

The exposed area of the thigh increases at once.

It was angularly dangerous waters, so I hurriedly missed my gaze.

With a long fabric in her hand, she sat back and touched my left hand.

"Touch me, were you okay?

"Ki, if it's Mr. Currier's hand"

"... silly"

Close your eyes and reprimand, Mr. Currier, who can illuminate.

But she quickly returned to her serious expression.

"It's tough on hygiene, so you'll need to turn it into a new bandage soon. But peeling out will stain the wind... it should be better than staying exposed."

Mr. Currier begins to wrap the fabric in place of a steep razor bandage.

"Hehe... well, if you can afford to light it up in this situation, it seems fine"

Cuh.

The knot tightens loosely.

"- Hey, whoa!

"Oh, I'm sorry. Were you a little strong?

"No......"

"But I wonder if this left hand, healing ceremony, will heal properly..."

"The cure of the host of the curse is high, so I thought you'd be okay...... you know, Mr. Currier?

I think I'm dissatisfied somewhere.

"Are you unhappy with my answer?

"I'm all wolf... I don't know, I seem stranger..."

"Ha... I think I'm losing my mind because the crisis has left... something I feel like I even had a nightmare in the daytime..."

Look around.

The members of the Knights, who could move slightly, were also beginning to ascertain the extent of their injuries to each other.

If you look closely at the entrance, the group that should have gone inside for help was unconscious a little bit from the entrance.

But even though I did my best along the way, I think that that member of the team who tried to be conscious but tried to call for backup was fine.

From the looks of the other members who rushed over, they seem to have breath.

"Okay... Is this what the bandage on your left arm looks like?"

Mr. Currier finishes the bandage procedure.

"What do you say? First, do you want to lift the curse?

"In the meantime, I thought I'd solve the fifth... yeah, can you please do the rest if I pass out like before? High probability, I suspect you will pass out..."

"Okay - what do you think? Should I ask for a healing ceremony first?

"Well, I'm not going to die... maybe. I've never died before."

"There's no basis for that! Oh, how do I..."

Even Mr. Currier would be tired.

He's just worried about me.

"Ha... he said he wouldn't die. I blow the footsteps of death with my energy. It's just... if you lose your mind with the load of the curse, could you force me to wake you up even before World War III tomorrow?

I know it's an unscrupulous favor.

"... Isla's game"

"I'm sure you're winning, Mr. Ira."

With all due respect, whatever the outcome of World War II, I was glad I was able to defend her holy martial arts festival.

Because I still don't think it's the best idea to call it off without running out of power.

"I mean, the north and east gates are - guh!

When I tried to move, the pain ran all over my body from my left arm to my starting point.

"So, are you okay?

"Yeah, yeah."

At that time, Mr. Shanna rushed over from where I flew in with the wings of the curse.

"Hey, Crohiko! I hear the other gates are cleared - what is this again? Huh!? The feathers of the curse are worn out too, and what is that amount of bleeding in your left arm?!? Wait for me! Right now, I'm..."

Cleared up.

How much that one word appeased me.

Thank you, Mr. Shanna.

"So I may take care of you after you pass out for a while..."

Mr. Currier smiles.

Good job, that was just a soft grin.

You seem to understand that my words now are a precondition for lifting the curse.

"Oh, give me plenty of trouble"

…………

What is it at a time like this... this guy is really beautiful.

"I'll be happy to do the rest, I'll take care of it"

A warm hand grabbed my right hand.

For me right now, this hand plumping was probably the best cure.

I was relieved before I lifted the curse.

Well, and...

I broke the curse.