The Outer God Needs Warmth-Chapter 242: Unfortunately, I got attached to it (7)

While I'm left alone, I look around.

Unlike last time, there aren't many harvesters working inside. Back then, they brought people who weren't originally working here.

There's another difference.

There are a lot of teenagers around Victoria's age.

It seems like they come here to study abroad, not just from one or two neighboring countries, but from quite a few countries. As far as I know, there weren't this many foreign students at the Royal Academy... ... .

A few memories shine as related search terms.

They say that if several countries suddenly go to one country to study abroad, other countries have no choice but to send them too.

They say they send them for exploration because they might have other intentions.

I wonder if they can use spies or something, but they say that the most certain way to find out the other party's intentions is to jump into it.

And there are a series of cases where they just sent spies and failed.

You've done a lot of collusion, as a human being.

Anyway, I close my eyes from the shining memories and look at them again.

In a time like now when the times are moving, if you make it a harvester, it will give you a lot of warmth.

But today, I will stay still like a barley sack that has been put aside. I have already done a lot.

What if the tower I built collapses if I step out for no reason?

And there is still a world that seems new.

Luckily, there is an evil wizard who uses me as a tool. So I expect to gain a lot of warmth.

If a group that does not consider people as people gains power, the result will be terrible, isn't it obvious?

I thought that I was looking forward to the fourth world, so I went near the wall and took a seat.

I was looking forward to the fourth world, but it is still a long way from starting. I am hanging like a pig in a slaughterhouse, waiting to be shipped.

It is not actually being shipped, but I am waiting for some new experiment.

Right now, a huge machine is being installed in front of me and behind me. Many chimeras, including the chimera harvester, are diligently installing the equipment.

The chimera named Assistant is usually commanding where Jeber stands.

I don’t know what kind of experiment he’ll do, but I hope something interesting happens when that time comes.

“Excuse me. Are you Belle?”

Suddenly someone spoke to me. I turned my head and saw a middle-aged man I didn’t know looking at me and acting rude. I introduced myself as I learned in school.

What flashed through my eyes was annoyance. If it’s this much annoyance, my presence isn’t bothersome.

First of all, I guess I followed the etiquette correctly. Are you from another country?

When I greeted him, he introduced himself as the king of a neighboring country. Geographically, it’s not exactly next door, but a little further away.

“What’s going on?”

“I heard you can heal people. No matter what kind of wounds or curses they have.”

The last one had weight.

Curse.

Right. You’re famous for saving Aurora from Maleficent’s curse, right? In other words, this time, you can get a harvester with power.

“You won’t know until you try.”

That’s what I said.

It actually is.

I just put myself in, and my wounds healed and my body strengthened. I know from experience that the feeling of something being caught when I was filled with light is a curse, but I don’t know if that’s all.

“Then heal my daughter.”

If it were a son, it would have been better. Don’t problematic people have too many daughters?

If it were a son, he would have played around with his waist and increased the number of contracted teeth.

No, that’s a bias.

They say that nobles who are in their right mind don’t play around with their waists much. Or they kill the baby after playing around.

In places where bloodline is important, that’s how it is.

And since this world still values ​​bloodline, it might be more stable to increase it by making a woman.

“Yes.”

When I said that, the man's face lit up.

But isn't this something that «N.o.v.e.l.i.g.h.t» Hypion should say? Even if this man is ordering me around, if he's going to sell me, shouldn't he be more controlled?

I still don't quite understand the royal intentions, but the man grabbed my wrist and immediately started walking. He almost dragged me away, taking me somewhere.

He left the banquet hall and went outside.

Whether it was lust or desire, I don't know if he had that kind of feeling, but the only emotion I could read from the man's expression was desperation.

It was the expression of a father holding a rotten rope in his hand.

That love brought the child to the worst end.

What can I do?

I was unlucky.

But no one stopped me as I was being dragged out in the car. Well, it wasn't that there was nothing, but there must have been some kind of order, because the soldiers who approached me flinched every now and then, and someone higher up stopped them.

So I went outside without any resistance.

And then he was almost thrown into the car.

Booooooow

The car starts.

He looks at me with his mouth shut with an extremely anxious expression the whole way. If someone who doesn't know him saw him, he might have thought he was glaring, but I don't get confused.

There's intense desire and anxiety. And a wish.

After a long moment of silence, I get out of the car.

Huh?

There's a familiar house right in front of me. frёewebηovel.cѳm

It's where I used to live.

Didn't you say that this is where foreigners live? The children who go to the Royal Academy are children, and there's a daughter who needs to be saved?

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The foreign king goes inside right away. When he goes in, a man and a woman who are presumed to be his escorts come out from the back of the car together.

Judging from their appearance, they're foreigners.

Well, they'd probably use their own countrymen as escorts.

I thought that and went inside.

"Welcome."

When I went in, the butler, no, now that we have no relationship, should I call him Montes Dormeens?

He greeted me with a look that said he knew everything.

And without asking any questions, he guided us to a room.

The foreign king knocked on the door with great caution and went inside.

As I went inside, there was a strong smell of medicine.

Some of the memories I had gained in this world glowed like the scent of drugs.

And I heard a groan mixed with my breathing.

“Hey, I brought a healer.”

“No more.”

I heard a very thin sound. The sound of metal clashing against metal. My vocal cords were completely destroyed. They had torn and healed in the same state as they were from screaming so much.

I couldn’t even make a sound properly.

“Stop, Dad. I don’t want to hurt anymore. Give me medicine. Medicine.”

The man just stood there listening to the sound with a very sorrowful expression. And it bows its head as it looks at me.

I nodded and went through the scent.

In the middle of the bed. Something that looked like a person was crouching. It was wearing clothes, but it was leaking pus, and all the hair on its body had fallen out. It didn’t even have an eyebrow, let alone a head, and instead, its entire body was covered in blisters.

Most illnesses can be cured by pouring magic on it.

If that doesn’t work, then something else must be the cause.

A large light and countless small grains of light emerged from the girl’s body.

It’s not like this world can’t get rid of parasites, right?

“There are a lot of bugs inside.”

The man was startled by my words. Then, with a trusting expression, he began to explain in detail.

They said that it was a bug created by a powerful spell, so it couldn’t be removed with magic. Even the temple said that killing it would be the best way for this person.

The temple?

Oh. Yes.

This country is almost free from religion, but other countries might not be.

After a long explanation, he asked me carefully if I could do it, so I said I didn't know, and approached the girl.

"I'll give myself to you, but later, when you've finished everything, I'll take everything you have. How about that?"

But there was no answer.

I'm not drunk and out of my mind and can't answer.

I remember writing to someone who couldn't hear. No matter what the situation, no matter what the state, I won't lose the contract.

I looked back at the man.

I don't want to make him do this role out of morality, but warmth is more important.

"This girl refuses. If you just say yes, I'll try, but can you convince her?"

The man runs to the girl in a hurry and almost begs her to do it. But the girl, with a very tired expression, whispers to me to kill her.

That's the right answer.

But it was hard for a daughter to ignore her father's plea when a miracle was right before her eyes.

She made the wrong choice.

After her father's earnest plea, the girl said she would accept.

So I approached the girl again, took her hand, and recited the contract again.

When the girl accepted, I pushed myself into the light.

Immediately, the flesh expanded explosively. As it expanded, small grains of light disappeared. And a subtle warmth that was no different from nothing flowed in.

And another one was human warmth.

Huh?

Ah-

Judging from what you said about the spell, the person who cast the spell died.

I'm happy because it's an unexpected gift.

Anyway, this side's expanded skin hardened like a stone, and then crumbled like a piece of pottery made of clay.

And inside it came a girl with long purple hair and blue skin, Tiana. She touched her body here and there and muttered softly.

"Does your body hurt?"

"Hey!"

Tiana's father, James, hugged her. And as he checked her condition, he shed tears of joy.

So today, two people became unhappy, and one became happy.