The Witch, Who Once Was Called A Saint

Astreia's house is the same as Marutai's.

There are only about beds and tables in the house.

Body dirt can be removed by purifying magic, and meals don't die without eating in the first place. That's why I've never felt inconvenient before - but now I was encountering a troubled situation for the first time.

The first thing is where to put the horse that carried the unconscious youth on standby.

It's raining outside, but I don't have a house in Astreia. Of course there is no such thing as a horse cabin.

I never gave the beast to the house, but I invited him into the house saying that if there was no other place to be, there was no choice. I am somewhat anxious, but I also have the trust that if this is the horse that carried this young man quietly, he will not be rampaged.

"So... you're not gonna break out, are you?

To the anxious Astraia, the horse returned a snort of abode. All right, let's decide to believe it.

But the next one is a more difficult story.

"I only have one bunk..."

If I give up my bed to this young man, I will have to sleep on the wood floor.

That's not good yet. But the act of ceding one's bed to a young man is quite embarrassing. More or less before that, it was an outrageous behavior, such as inviting men to the bedroom - 400 years old knowledge complains.

(Even so, it's an irregular condition with horses coming in instead of men. So this is something I can't help......!

Astraia told herself so, and tried to lay the youth in bed - I realized. The young man's clothes are badly wet. It could taint the bed as it is, and a young man might catch a cold.

"... but I don't have a man's clothes here... or I can't let him take them off or anything...!

Astreia, blushing as she said herself, waved for the first time. No, I'm not thinking about one thing. So you don't have to be embarrassed, you have to be treated...

(Yes, treatment!

You need to be able to remove your jacket to see how the injury is. There's nothing wrong with it - yes, Astreia told herself to lay the young man on the bed and unbuttoned the young man's top one by one with a slightly trembling fingertip.... I knew, I was embarrassed.

And where all the buttons were opened, Astreia opened the youth's shirt vigorously, left and right.

And I try to touch my skin directly with my hands.

(I'm concerned about the blood seeping in, but I don't see any fractures, I guess. Or I can fix it already)

While relieved that there was nothing like a young man's face in pain, the clothes he made him take off were first dried.

I can also let it dry with magic, but I don't want to use magic because I'm so tired right now. In the first place, drying cannot be allowed to blow hot air indiscriminately for the price, so unless there is so much going on, it is usually dried onto a drying rod from time to time. That's a habit since before immortality, and because I don't really want to be out of town, I take care of the cloth. I don't know the right temperature for the hot air, so if it's magic, it hurts my clothes right away.

"Erm... this guy wouldn't catch a cold if he was wearing a futon... right?

Well, how long was it with humans to catch a cold...... I have very vague memories, but for now I thought a cold would heal me and decided not to think deeply about it. I don't have any clothes the size of which can be worn by young people where I was worried anyway. If it looks cold in the futon, you should also get a blanket out later.

But before that, my concern was that there was still blood seeping through my body.

I don't want to use healing magic because it is a wound that could not be healed as well as my forehead, but the magic of Astraia is also limited.

Recovery magic is more draining than you would normally think.

……

But I didn't know using all that healing magic would leave this wound.

How could it not have been an instant death, Astreia thought.

Even Astraia can't bring you back to life if you're dead.

"... but something that will heal this much. Even if I can't fix it, it's enough."

But it's still not a good idea if it hits a turnaround, rubs and bleeds... I don't always have a bandage, but if I crack the cloth, I might be able to use it quite a bit.

However, when it comes to the cloth we have here, it's only about clothes or sheets. I just found it hard to use even if I cracked my clothes, Astreia tried to crack the end of the sheet.

"... have to go buy again, or"

I know it's on "You Cracked It Yourself," but if I picked up something troublesome, I'd like to hit it eight times. I don't really want to go shopping. With that in mind, Gyu, Gyu and Astraia wrapped a bandage-substituting cloth around the youth's body with all their strength. It was a far cry from a beautiful finish.

……

Maybe it would be better to wrap the bandage around it, the injury would make it unnecessarily worse - I thought so, but I didn't solve it. I tore the sheet until I wrapped it up. If you have a complaint, you can wake up and take it yourself.

"And it's just that I can get hurt, and I'm happy."

I don't know about dying injuries, but even this much will show up as sloppy in Astreia.

When I said so, the serene young man's sleeping face became kind of angry.

And the words that threw up like a throwaway dialogue were cancelled by the horse's chirping and probably not even reached the ears of the youth.