Only the Party Members Returned, Not the Hero - Chapter 43



43. Mask of Healing (1)

43.

The distance between the two is getting closer.

Flevor was smiling as if nothing was wrong, but he could see the knight standing nearby.

That the corners of his mouth were trembling little by little.

Flavor couldn’t congratulate Ellen on his victory like everyone else. He said that the only correct answer to him was to use the Goddess’ Prayer to win.

“Flavor.”

“…Hero Ellen.”

Dark blonde hair close to brown, black eyes.

A fierce and sharp face.

The Commander of the Royal Knights, Flavor Heartpone.

His expectation was that he would be reborn as a ‘true warrior’ by reciting the prayer of an apostate after he was in danger of dying from dealing with the Colcasus.

Ellen shattered his expectations beautifully and stood still.

Even though he didn’t pray, he showed a force comparable to other warriors in the past.

As if he had become a true warrior.

Everything went against Flavor’s plan.

Awesome.

His teeth clenched in disapproval.

Flavor’s eyes, which had always been full of confidence, were now suppressed.

“Am I a warrior now?”

Question from Ellen.

Flavor couldn’t bear to say no.

Slaying the Moonlit Caucasus alone, and even three in a row, was an achievement that had never been recorded in history books.

How could you not call him a hero?

No matter how much you don’t like him, there are achievements you can’t admit and there are achievements you have to acknowledge.

Especially when all the knights witnessed it like now, not acknowledging it would be poisonous.

So what Flavor can say?

“If you had read the prayer of the apostate, it would have been easier.”

That was about it.

At Flavor’s thorny words, Ellen laughed.

Despite his rude attitude of smiling in the face, Plevor only looked at him disapprovingly, but he couldn’t bear to argue.

Ellen’s expression stiffened after laughing several times.

His weary eyes emptied the flavor.

Chin.

His thick hand on Flavor’s shoulder, and his face getting closer.

Flavor narrowed his brows at the pressure that almost squirmed his shoulders.

“Flavor Hearts Pone.”

Ellen slowly tilted her head and whispered in his ear.

“If I quit being a hero because of you, what do you think I would hold up my sword for?”

I didn’t say anything at all.

Ellen said that even if she could not remain a warrior, she would not offer the prayers of the goddess, and she will continue to do so.

I don’t think I’ll quit being a hero due to the influence of flever.

Flavor’s wide eyes turned to Ellen.

Ellen takes a few steps back, brushing her messy bangs behind her with her blood. She splattered a few drops of her unidentifiable blood onto the platter’s neat face.

There was also a thick bloodstain in the shape of a hand on her shoulder.

In front of Flavor, Ellen glared at herself, filled with her rage and shame.

“You look a little like a knight now. Flavor.”

He smiled with her teeth bared and lifted her middle finger for the first time in a while.

It was an obvious insult to the nobility.

“I dare not, who, is not an apostate-“

Flevor spat out disgust and unknowingly gripped the handle of the sword.

“…Chief Flavor.”

I had to stop at the unfamiliar and chilling voice of Elise.

“What disrespect is that to a warrior?”

Elise’s expression was deeply sunken, unlike her usual one.

He seemed genuinely upset with Flavor’s attitude towards Ellen.

“This is a warrior who had to deal with three Corcassians alone due to our mistake. Don’t you know that a private house will appear after a short distance from this place, the pasture?”

“…Miss Elise, that’s not it.”

“I can’t even predict how many victims there would have been if the hero hadn’t stopped the Caulcasus here, but Captain Flavor is insulting him beyond apology.”

Elise’s voice is sharp.

Since the temporary lodging was originally located in the center of the temple and the hemp tower with the permit in mind, Elise’s analysis of having a private house nearby was correct.

“I know you don’t think of Ellen as a champion.”

Elise’s expression as she looked at Flavor was fierce.

To the extent that Flavor thought it was the first time he had seen Elise’s face.

“He is a hero who single-handedly led the subjugation war to victory, and he is a hero who prevented civilian damage that could have occurred due to the failure of the knights’ predictions. It will be officially recorded as such.”

It was also the first time I had seen Elise talk so much at once.

“Whatever you think of Ellen.”

Staying between me and Flavor, facing Flavor instead.

“He was a warrior from the beginning.”

Elise said so.

Plevor said nothing, looked at the two of us with sunken eyes, then smiled, then turned and returned to his order.

I thought it was a very flavorful look.

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After the fuss with Pleber was over, Elise was about to say something to me. She saw me taking my top off, stuttered her words, and had a knight put on a clean cloth.

Once I was all dressed up, Elise had disappeared somewhere.

I didn’t take it off because I wanted to.

“Eh, Ellen.”

The first person to approach me after that was Elish.

Elish still had a puzzled look on his face.

Ellen’s mana became clear, even if she simply thought about it, it was a good thing for her too.

For some reason, she couldn’t figure out how she did it, even when she thought about it.

“Elish.”

I held the scarecrow’s upper body in front of her.

The Scarecrow, which had double stacks of Elish’s mana and Ellen’s mana, was neatly cut in two without any flaws.

“This can be considered a success, right?”

“… Yeah, no one has to say, it’s a success. It’s perfect.”

A perfect score.

It reminds me of the old days.

“I’m glad.”

“Rather than that, are there any injuries? Well, maybe Mana is unfamiliar….”

Elish was more worried that the rapidly changed mana might cause a rejection reaction inside Ellen’s body than her curiosity about her new mana right now.

Sometimes, wizards who tried to change their image in a hurry became disabled for that reason.

Elish put her hands on the arms and shoulders of her undergarment and meticulously inspected something she cherished.

Elle approached me with an awkward expression.

“Are you okay? Ellen.”

I was glad to see her rich expression and floating tone of voice.

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Tania went to the knights to see if she had something to say to Elise.

“I’m fine.”

“Isn’t it just saying that it’s okay with words?”

“It’s really good.”

“Then would it be all right if I take a look?”

“Huh? Yeah, that’s fine, but….”

“I’m having a hard time right now, so I’ll see you later when you’re resting.”

“Ugh, yes. What.”

A conversation that seemed to be somehow involved.

Ellen smiled comfortably at last, rather than asking how she had developed such formidable power, she held Ellen’s hand with both of her hands and slowly stroked the back of her hand. .

“… Thank you.”

“Is there anything to be grateful for?”

“You did my favor.”

“Please?”

“The Essence of the Moon.”

“Oh, that’s right. I need to retrieve the essence….”

“Don’t worry, I’m already ordering people to pour the essence into the holy cup.”

I glanced inside the pit and saw that a magic priest who had arrived was carefully putting essence into a holy goblet.

Essence of any kind could only be contained in a blessed holy cup.

And in our expedition, there were saints who could bestow blessings and magic priests who could transfer essences.

It couldn’t be more comfortable than this.

“… But that holy cup.”

“Huh?”

But why is the Holy Cup too familiar?

I stared closely with my eyes wide open.

“Isn’t that the rice bowl we used to use?”

It looks like even a single grain of rice is clinging to it.

“That’s right. It’s a Holy Cup, because whatever cup is blessed, it’s a Holy Cup.”

“No, are you going to play the rice bowl with a glass too?”

“If it could hold water, wouldn’t it be a cup?”

This is the sensitivity of a person who has truly studied magical engineering.

He told his master to use a nice magic circle, and Ji brought a bowl with a holy cup.

“Still, you should do something that looks good. It’s got a tooth out too.”

“I didn’t even think about that because I brought it in a hurry….”

Do you think of EL who is blessing a cheap porcelain bowl with missing teeth?

A little laugh came out.

That’s funny.

“… ….”

EL, who seemed to have noticed my thoughts, looked at me with her eyes narrowed.

“I just did what Elish gave me?”

“Let’s do it while covering it up a bit, since the name is a saintess.”

“… You couldn’t help it. Really.”

And then, Tania, who was talking with Elise, approached me.

“Flavor, you crazy bastard. I will really kill you someday.”

Tania approached me with an angry expression and told EL and Elish about the things that had happened between me and Flavor before I even had time to speak.

El and Elish’s expressions harden every moment.

“… ….”

It’s not my fault, but I notice it for no reason.

The coldly sunk ELISH and Elish looked at Flavor at the same time.

I’ve seen those eyes many times, so I felt sorry for Flavor, even for a moment.

“Calm down. Everyone.”

“Is Ellen okay? If you tell me, I can formally hold you accountable for insulting the hero.”

For a commoner to formally hold a nobleman accountable.

I was very emotional.

But I didn’t really want to do that now.

Anyway, the Royal Knights were also a necessary force.

There was no need to increase the number of enemies by making a personal relationship with Flavor.

Also, the guild leader is a position that can be changed at any time anyway.

Like Darhan.

When I was thinking that far.

Stick-

A sudden headache passed through my head.

“Ugh.”

“Gwa, are you okay?”

“Ellen, are you okay?”

“What’s up?”

I must have stumbled unintentionally from a headache that gripped my temples.

I sat down on the floor.

It breaks.

It may break.

What is it?

I don’t know.

Ellen!

The women’s voices were muffled, like shouting out of water.

Those words that are so complicated that you can’t even tell what you’re thinking are pouring into your head. I get a headache that gets worse and worse, and my heart starts beating fast.

I put flowers in the wilderness.

What did I think of and unfold the image?

What did you miss?

I didn’t remember that either.

As I tried to force myself to remember, my head hurt like it would break.

When the tangled mana violently stirs in her head, it becomes difficult to even breathe.

Tak.

A cool, soft hand was placed over my head.

“Heo Eok.”

The blocked breath finally bursts out.

“Master?”

“The Archmage.”

“… Master of the Magic Tower.”

As her hand was placed on my head in front of the warp magic circle that appeared at some point, the mana reacted slowly and the headache began to subside.

Her half-closed eyes caught a glimpse of her.

I called that name.

“Nia.”

Nia Rishkarte.

“Sorry, I think I need to take the hero for a while. Will it be okay?”

The three women looked at me with worried expressions, then nodded as they had no other choice.

That’s how serious my condition seemed.

“It’s just a headache. It’s like this sometimes.”

“Shh, quiet.”

After asking the three women for their understanding, Nia lightly ignored my words.

A white hand approaches your eyes.

Like last time, Nia covered her eyes with her hand and flicked her fingers lightly.