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“Hey! What's that?! ”

“Ah, go down and get someone!!! ”

“No, in front of you! ”

Despite his thoughts, he pointed his finger at Ian's face in a really embarrassing manner.

She looked ahead, annoyed at the moment.

“Oh, shit! What...?"

Where Sakhan was pointing. And where she looked. In a forest full of tall trees. There stood the Trolls.

An asymmetrical face, sharp fangs and crimson-colored eyes with ugly, disgust-looking protrusions.

Ian's body frontally meets the Troll's eyes.

No matter how hard she practiced magic, she had never seen such a hideous monster that grew up like a flower in a greenhouse.

Fear consumed her whole body.

The Trolls were not as big as their hideous appearance. Just a little smaller than an adult male.

Maybe they're undergrown Trolls. Trolls, however, are mid-level B rank monsters.

Even a Troll who is not an adult must have at least a Class C Knight to defeat it.

“Uhh...”

And there's two of them. One more troll appeared in the bush. It looks a little bigger than the first one.

At last, Ian's body began to tremble like an aspen, understanding the situation he was in.

“Ah, ah, ah, wait a minute.”

Tears flow from her eyes, her pupils shaking and losing focus. I try to stand up, but my feet won't listen.

The lower abdomen is getting damper. She lost control of her period and urinated out of her imaginary fear for the first time in her life.

“Khh..”

Two Trolls approach her. The saliva is coming out of their mouths.

They have a gentle smile. He looks like he's expecting a delicious carnivore.

“Huh-huh-uh.”

Ian is paralyzed, and starts climbing the cliff with both hands.

But it can't be done. It keeps slipping. Every time I do that, my beautifully groomed nails are turned upside down and there's blood rushing out.

In a panic, she doesn't feel pain and repeats it over and over.

Time flies, and the Trolls are one step closer to her.

It looks like you're watching a fun toy.

“Ugh... ugh! Don't come!!"

I try to shake hands with two ugly Trolls that are already approaching her foothills, but the Trolls drool and smile as if they were petty.

A Troll the size of her hand strikes her. Ian closed his eyes tightly.

At that moment, all she could think about was one man, not her father, not her mother, not her sister, not her family.

The man who first reminded her that he was precious.

‘Ah... I haven't... confessed... yet. ’

“Shhhhh!! ”

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“... that's amazing. ”

Sakhan looks from afar at the scenery underneath the cliff because of the magic he cast.

The canopy of fire he cast surrounds the monsters and burns only the Trolls. Trolls clap their tents with their big hands, but the more painful they become.

The most unbearable pain of fire. No monster can endure such pain for long.

Two Trolls collapse unconscious, and Sahan can't undo the spell until he confirms they're dead.

“Ugh...”

Zahan carefully begins to climb down the cliff to rescue Ian.

With the help of magical wind, the barrier magic wraps around your body and descends down the cliff just in case.

Soon after arriving at the ground beneath the cliff, Saehan finds Ian in a state of horror.

“Mom and Dad, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Help me. Help me.”

Forgiveness fell down and apologized to Ian, who repeatedly asked for his life.

“Hey, take it easy. ”

The moment he touched Ian's back,

“Gaaaah!! Sorry, sorry... Huh-huh-huh-huh-uhh!!! ”

“.. ”

Looking at Ian wailing heavily, he scratched his cheeks.

He lowers his knees and casts a soothing spell. The blue light begins to hide in his hands.

He gently touched Ian's cheeks with both hands.

The blue light spreads throughout her body, starting with her cheeks.

Ian's crying and trembling gradually subsided.

Ian felt his body calmed down by the incomparable warmth.

She sighs, looking up.

I can see her face with a gentle smile. Obviously ugly, but strangely sweet.

She stares at him dazed with a teary face.

“.. why did you lie? ”

Ian said to Saehan in a pitiful voice, still full of moisture.

Large glances and small bodies are enough to stimulate a man's protective instincts.

“Hmm? What lie? ”

“Back then, in horseback riding. This magic... it was you. ”

“Oh, it's just... Well, it's just... There's no other reason. ”

Ian puffs up his cheeks, annoyed by what he says. But it's even cuter than I imagined.

Sahan smiled unwittingly.

“... what are you smiling at? ”

“No, no, sorry. Can you get up? ”

Ian shakes his head and lifts the robe to show off his ankle.

Then he finds his wizard Robe soaking wet with urine, blushing his face and quickly covering it with both hands.

“ … ”

Ian's face turned red as if he was joking.

Of course, a momentary panic was enough, but there's no one who wouldn't be ashamed to pee in their clothes.

Sahan pretended not to know and cast "dry" magic on her.

It's a magic I learned because I was tired of drying the laundry, but all I learned was that I had somewhere to use it someday.

Ian opened his eyes wide and looked at Forgiveness as his wet clothes suddenly dried out.

“Hey, you...”

Forgiveness for ignoring her in surprise continued to do the next task.

“Come on, kick your ankles. ”

“... what? Hey, this can't be a recovery. You know that.”

Zahan ignores Ian's words and kicks out the robe covering her ankle.

The white ankle was severely broken. It seemed to be heavily bent as it fell. It hurts just to watch.

Sahan gently touched the area once, and cast a 'healing’ spell.

His hands glow white. It's really white. Contrary to a slightly hazy white recovery, pure colours that have not infiltrated any of the colors.

“Phew.”

Ian looked at his white glowing hands, and he opened his mouth with a single word of amazement.

A magic that can heal all wounds and illnesses except for really serious illnesses, unlike 'healing' magic where only traumas such as cuts and abrasions can be treated.

The most difficult and most important magic of all.

Saehan happened to come into the office a few days ago and stumbled upon a healing grimoire for a class.

Class C healing magic was demoted by the class leader... but he couldn't help but overlook the practical magic of ‘healing’, and he used the EXP he had left behind to learn it right away.

“Hmmm.. Hmmm..”

Every time his white glittering hand touched Ian's ankle, she lets out a strange groan that was sweet to the strange feeling that was conveyed from his hand.

Sahan blushes his face at her groaning, which feels a little bit naughty, but he continues to gently touch her white ankle without a scratch.

“Hah... Hah... Hah...”

Every time I touch my ankle, it heals, and the more I moan, the stronger I get.

A healing magic characteristic. A healing target will feel the Mana of the healing magic caster.

In that regard, Manah of Sahan is the best and most luxurious manana on the continent. Moreover, Manah of the Dead Han is combined in his' weird atmosphere '. It is different from Mana when other ordinary wizards cast healing magic.

In other words, it is "Mana" which gives us a feeling of happiness that we will never feel when we are healed by a wizard other than the Forgiveness.

If this Mana gets into the body, it may be natural for a woman or a man to feel an enormous amount of happiness similar to an orgasm.

“... it's over. ”

As her swollen ankle returns to normal, she stops healing magic and looks at Ian.

I feel like I'm missing something.

“... is it over? ”

It's such a shame, I even ask again with a flush on my face.

Zahan nods silently.

Ian turns his ankle and looks and touches it with his hands.

“... curious. ”

“Can you stand up? ”

Zahan gives her a hand.

Ian hesitates for a moment, but stands up on his own, not holding his hand.

“I'm fine, thank you. ”

Pardon me for scratching the back of my head with my wrinkled hands. Ian tries to ignore him and turns to talk.

“How do I get back to school here? ”

Zahan looks at the cliff in her words.

Quite high and steep It seemed hard to climb Ian, even though he was in good health.

Sahan turns his head to look at Ian. Blood spills from her hands.

“Hey, you hand...”

“.. huh? Oh, is this...”

Sahan casts a healing spell and holds her hand before she finishes speaking.

“What should I do... Hmmm! ”

The wound on the hand quickly heals. The wound was not deep, so the healing was quick.

Even though it was such a short cure, Ian almost sat down with a feeling of joy beyond his imagination.

“Hey, you, you -- this is really weird. I feel...”

“Give me your other hand. ”

“... hehe. ”

After stopping Ian's words, she doesn't say much. I just blushed his face and handed him a bloody hand.

"Attribute Level-Up!

It reminded him that he was being treated, his traits were leveled up.

But Zahan couldn't confirm it because he was focusing on the treatment.

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