I Will Be the Only One Who Heals at the Prison Academy - Chapter 360



360 – The Most Beautiful Woman #15

360 – The most beautiful women # 15

“That solid Beowulf was cut…” ” !?”

“How can you cut someone down without a sword?”

Everything around begins to hum.

I turned my head away from the stars of the fall night that seemed ready to fall at any moment.

“…”

A dizzying feeling of dizziness runs through her head.

My chest, her throbs every time I breathe.

Is the chest bone broken and touching the lungs?

The pain I had been ignoring came like a wave through my body, which was excited and full of adrenaline.

Pain so intense that your vision becomes blurred.

But strangely enough, I felt very refreshed.

The steel cover that weighed down my heart.

Or, it felt like the knot that was binding my life had been completely unraveled.

“… Slowly, well, what was that just now…”

At that time, someone shouted at my feet.

When I turned my head, I saw a man with his upper and lower body separated and his expression distorted.

It’s Beowulf.

Clean cut.

Even though he was cut in half, his life was not cut short.

It is difficult to tell whether it is due to his innate physical and mental power, or whether it is an aftereffect of being revived as a demon.

What was certain was that instead of blood and internal organs, a pile of black mud was pouring out of his cut body.

“…”

Can this kind of thing be called human?

It’s like a doll made of clay.

“Damn it, for someone as young as me, to a kid who doesn’t even seem to have signed any terms…”

Creeping -.

Beowulf’s body could not maintain its shape and gradually fell apart.

His body his crumbles like hard sand, and soon only his neck and face remain.

“… It’s fun. After all, being alive is fun… I thought it was finally going to get a bit more interesting. Is this the end? “I was angry in many ways, but I’m feeling better now.”

Rustling-.

Beowulf’s body is soon blown away by the autumn wind and disappears.

Everything turns into thin, fine powder and scatters away, leaving not a single piece of core in my heart.

It was a clean exit.

I wondered what would happen if a struggling pattern appeared, but fortunately, there didn’t seem to be anything like that.

“Thank goodness.”

It was when I was out of breath.

Wow━───!!!

A large composite exploded like a loud cannon, causing great shaking before my eyes.

The stories of people shouting here and there spread to my ears.

“I cut down Beowulf without a sword!”

“The drama of the sword that I had only heard about in stories… “We saw it with our own eyes.”

“Sword Saint… ! A new swordsman has appeared in the world… !”

“Sword Saint! Victor!”

“Sword Saint Victor!”

Everyone is making a fuss.

The sound of you talking loudly hurts my shattered bones to death.

But.

It wasn’t a very bad feeling.

Is it a good feeling to hear praise from others?

But my body reached its limits a long time ago.

In fact, I have no feeling from below my chest.

I wanted to hold my form until the end if possible.

I can’t hold on any longer.

Now I have to lie down too—it was time to think about that.

Something came to me and supported my arms and shoulders.

Light peach scent.

It was Victorica.

“If you’re going to catch the form, hold on till the end.”

“…”

I have nothing to say.

But thanks to that, I was able to avoid it stretching out unsightly.

Victorica asks me.

“So are you feeling refreshed now? You let me do what I wanted to do. Thanks to that, other people were nervous.”

“If you win, that’s fine. If you win…”

“I’m saying this because no matter how you look at it, it doesn’t look like you’re the winner. “If you could look at yourself in the mirror right now, you would faint.”

I guess so.

I’m glad I don’t have a mirror.

Soon, people were hearing things like “Call the medical team!” And “Therapists on stage!”

It becomes increasingly unrealistic.

It’s like a dream on a mid-autumn night.

That’s just too convenient for me.

In fact, I’ve already died from Beowulf’s fist a long time ago, and I wonder if I’m just having a happy dream.

“… Victorica, is it true that I won? “Is it true that I, who has no magic power or talent, defeated Beowulf?”

“Okay. You won You defeated that terrifying monster-like man without anyone else’s help. You won Victor. You are the winner.”

“That… Go.”

It was only then that it started to feel real.

Maybe it’s because I’m so relaxed, but my body can’t hold on any longer and falls apart.

Molkan-.

Thanks to that, something soft and warm touched my face.

Is it a Victorica?

Burying her her face her her her in his chest her her her.

I wondered if I might get another slap, but that didn’t happen.

These are very good stories.

After all, it might all be a dream.

* * *

“When the honorary nymph Viktornoi wakes up, I am sure she will be very happy to see the gifts from our nymph sisters… !”

“It’s about preparing a big and wonderful gift… ! Maybe Viktornoy, now in a good mood, might pat us on the head… !”

“Puipuiya, that means moving to the left… ” !”

“Poipoiya, the right side is better like this… !”

Someone was making noise.

Because of that, I can’t sleep.

“…”

Is it time to wake up already?

But my eyelids were heavier than I thought.

When I opened my eyes with difficulty, I saw nymphs moving the flowers here and there.

“What?”

“Ahh! Viktornoy has opened his eyes… !”

“The origin of this ariol has been used… !”

Nymphs making a fuss.

As I looked away from their colorful heads, I saw white wallpaper and ceiling, and mechanical devices and magic devices hanging here and there.

Intensive care unit?

Beep─. Beep ─.

There are devices all over my body that I don’t know what they are.

If someone sees me, it wouldn’t be strange if they thought I was an android being modified.

“What is this?”

I opened my neck, which seemed stiff from not using it for a long time.

When I removed the oxygen mask from my mouth, Arnoy froze.

“Viktornoy, you’ve been asleep for a very long time… !”

“Long time…”

What is your last memory?

How long have I been lying in this bed?

Judging by the way the neck is locked, it looks like it’s very old.

“I fell asleep for a whopping 9 hours… !”

I didn’t sleep much.

I thought about a year had passed.

“Rather, what is the gift of our nymph sisters? Our nymph sisters have been decorating Viktornoy with flowers since last night to pray for his recovery… !”

“There are lots of colorful fall flowers… !”

Nymphs raise their hands.

I could see flowers beyond their faces.

Really colorful flowers are decorated with great care.

「Fairies’ wreath: It looks like a wreath that would be used at a funeral. Still, the colorful flowers are very pretty. It’s beautiful, but other than that, it doesn’t really have any other effect.”

It looks like a funeral wreath.

I don’t think there was any malice towards the nymphs.

“That’s amazing.”

I simply praised the nymphs.

Then Arnoy raises his hand.

“It’s okay to be a little more honest and happy… !”

“That’s amazing!”

Ugh-.

My neck and chest hurt.

So, while frowning, Pui Pui raises his hand.

“It looks like Viktornoy is still sick… ! Let’s all go together and call the nurse or doctor… !”

“Indeed, that sounds like a good thing…” ” ” !”

The nymphs scurry away saying, “Wow.”

The only people who talk like that in the intensive care unit are probably nymphs.

“It’s a little quieter now.”

It was a time when I wanted to calm my mind.

Passyuk-.

The bed next to me, with its curtains drawn, rustled.

“Oh, I didn’t really mean to make you worry.”

As he turned his head, Luke with his face bandaged pulled back the curtain.

It seems that my hospital room was the same as Luke’s.

Luke said.

“This is very serious, Viktor. I heard you came into this hospital with your life hanging on for a moment? “It’s amazing to be alive.”

“It’s not something you say.”

Both Luke and I are in total disrepair.

Of course, now that I am conscious, I will be able to recover quickly.

Luke asked.

“I heard you fought Beowulf and won. I didn’t see it though. Everyone was noisy with that story. That’s amazing. So do you think you figured something out?”

“Do you know?”

“Truly cutting down the enemy. Since we defeated that Beowulf, we must have figured something out. Isn’t that right?”

Ah.

At first glance, it seemed like I figured it out.

If you think about it, I was able to find many answers to that question during the fight with Beowulf. If you think about it that way, Luke helped me in my duel in his own way.

“What is that?”

“No, it’s okay.”

Luke shakes his head.

Luke spoke while I was unable to close my half-open mouth.

“If I hear that from you here, I feel like I will have to live with the feeling of losing this and that for the rest of my life. As expected, I will find the answer myself.”

“Yes.”

Because there are people who don’t like spoilers.

The intensive care unit became quiet after the conversation just now.

Beep, beep-.

A situation where only strange mechanical sounds can be heard.

━Let’s quickly fix Viktornoy… !

━When everything gets better, we will go see the fall flowers together… !

I closed my eyes again as I heard a sound that shattered this peace from far away in the hallway.

* * *

“Ah, my Balmung… ! The bearer of love between me and Siegfried… !”

Club room.

Kriemhild was noisy during lunch time when he returned from the hospital after half a day.

This may be because the completely broken and destroyed Balmung is displayed like a puzzle piece.

“I can’t believe it was destroyed like this… ! My… ! A token of love… !!!”

Kriemhild was half crazy.

It makes me wonder what would happen if they go on a rampage with Mine like this and start a fight with me.

Victorica, who was still, also said something.

“What if I destroy it like this? I won’t ask you to ask because it was a situational situation. “This was like the only possession I had.”

I borrowed something from someone else, used it, and destroyed it.

I have nothing to say.

“But, isn’t it a miracle just to be alive? Do you know that you really got hit hard? It was a complete punching bag.”

It was Victorica who hit my shoulder with her palm

It didn’t hurt, perhaps because all the treatment had already been completed.

“Was I that mean?”

“That’s right. Then, when the sword broke and I was beaten one-sidedly, I thought it was really over. I can’t believe you are called Sword Saint Victor. Well, nothing in this world is predictable.”

“Is it a sword saint?”

Now that I think about it, I remember people chanting like that.

To be honest, I was dumbfounded.

The technology shown at the end.

What if I asked you to come back and try it again now?

─Is this a state where you only cut what you want to cut?

Subtype.

Cutting a string.

Pot-.

Victorica screams with the sound of breaking something.

“Kyaaa!? What, what!”

Victorica with her hands in front of her chest

The guy was flustered as if he was extremely embarrassed.

“What, suddenly? What… !?”

“Why, is there some problem?”

When I asked, Victoria frowned with her red face.

“It’s nothing!” She shouted coldly before stomping out of the club room. She’s still such a weird guy.