83 – broken, scattered, hated (4)

iron-clad….

The blood pouring out of his throat soaks the floor of the hallway.

Into the blurred vision, black stains that color the floor are reflected.

I feel that the consciousness that I have been forcibly holding on to until now is getting thinner and thinner.

My stumbling legs gave way, and my body collapsed to the floor.

“Ra, Mr. Raiden! Wake up!”

Lorraine, who had been standing outside the door, came hurriedly toward the front door, shaking my body on the floor.

I wanted to answer her call, but my mouth was just spitting out hot breath.

“Ugh… Ha, ha…”

“My God, my body is a ball of fire…”

Lorraine puts her hand on my forehead, then hardens her expression seriously.

She immediately rolled up her sleeves and began pouring divine power over my bloody body.

ㅡChii Iik…

The sensation of burning raw flesh penetrates the nerves.

It was because the golden divine power was flowing down while burning the demonic energy melted into the skin.

“Kkeuheugh…!”

“Wait a minute, Mr. Raiden…! For now, we’ll just block the part where the flesh rots in, and move the rest to the infirmary…”

Saying that, Lorraine tried to raise her bent body.

Looking around and looking for something, it seemed like he was looking for a magic mail to send to the infirmary.

‘I can’t do it in the infirmary, but the number of sub-quests is already limited…’

I moved my trembling fingers and grabbed Lorraine’s sleeve.

“Mr. Raiden…?”

“No, no… Infirmary, silver…”

“What are you talking about! The wound now—”

“Duty, no thread… My room, inside…”

I desperately moved my mouth and pulled her clothes.

On the sleeves, which were pure white, there are dirty black stains.

“please….”

In my scattered consciousness, I muttered that.

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“please….”

Raiden passed out at the last word.

His hand desperately holding onto his sleeve falls to the floor in vain.

“Mr. Raiden?! Mr. Raiden!”

Embarrassed, Lorraine repeatedly called his name, but there was no answer.

The only thing that could be heard in the hallway filled with silence was a thin breath that seemed to be cut off at any moment.

“haha…..”

“I-how should I do this…!”

The beautiful golden eyes are stained with bewilderment.

Lorraine jumped up at the thought of contacting the infirmary.

Like that, the moment I was about to move my feet.

—-No, it works… The infirmary is…

ㅡDuty, no thread… My room, inside…

The words Raiden had uttered before collapsing held her back.

Lorraine couldn’t easily move away from that desperate voice that lingered in her ears.

“The infirmary doesn’t work… Why did you say that?”

Her head, feeling dizzy in the chaotic situation, throws a question.

Why did he refuse to go to the infirmary?

“…Come to think of it, Mr. Leiden told me things like ‘come alone’ and ‘don’t tell anyone’.”

As if you shouldn’t be seen by other people.

He was acting like someone who had to hide something.

“What the heck, what is it…”

Complex thoughts and urgency mix in a jumbled mess, causing a mild headache.

Lorraine bit her lip and looked down at Raiden lying on the floor, feeling her head throb.

Black blood was dripping from all over his body, and he was slowly dying.

Even in the midst of such urgency, his fingers were pointing into the room.

As if I had to go to this place, not the infirmary.

“…Ugh, I see! You can go! Instead, I won’t know if something goes wrong!”

After thinking about it for a while, Lorraine finally took Raiden’s body lying in front of the front door and stepped inside.

ㅡClack, kiik…

Lorraine entered the room with a particularly loud hinge sound.

She laid Raiden on the sofa in the middle of the living room.

“Whoa…. Lie down here for a while. I’ll look for something that might help with the operation!”

Saying that to the unconscious Raiden, she began to scan the room.

Golden eyes that quickly roll around and figure out the location of necessary items.

‘There’s a potion there, a scroll there, clean towels in the bathroom…’

Like that, when Lorraine was moving her body in a hurry.

There was something white coming into her complex vision.

“what….?”

It fell on the floor of the living room, soaked in blood.

Upon discovering it, Lorraine had no choice but to stop and stare at it for a moment.

“Why is he here…”

It was a single mask.

A white mask with a simple plain design, soaked in blood.

It was also a very familiar looking mask.

“…That mask, obviously from the time of the invasion…”

When the monsters invaded.

A mysterious man who fought against thousands of monsters alone and protected the back gate.

It was the same mask he wore.

“no way….?”

Lorraine sighed and looked at the mask.

The identity of the lonely hero is revealed,

A mask stained with blood.

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That way, while the saintess discovers a piece of the secret that Raiden was hiding.

The situation at the academy was getting better little by little.

The Imperial Knights, who came to provide emergency support at Khorne’s request, and the clergy of the Order dispatched at the request of the saintess.

It was thanks to them helping the academy and actively stepping up.

The chaotic buzz and screams die down, and the academy regains its winter calm.

In such a situation, there were people who sighed and expressed relief.

“Whoa… It seems that the situation has been sorted out now.”

“Good job, Student Maharet. You’ve been very helpful in a confusing situation.”

“I was just doing the obvious, Professor Sharon. You worked hard too.”

Wiping the beads of sweat on their foreheads, the two convey words of hard work to each other.

As the wind blows through their hair, silver and blue hair flutter in the air.

“I’m going to report the current situation to the principal. Maharet, how about going back to the dormitory and taking a little rest?”

“Hmm… I guess that’s what it should be. I haven’t been able to sleep for two days…”

Maharet let out a small drool at Sharon’s words and rubbed her sore eyes.

Sharon gave her a vague smile and patted her on the shoulder.

It was like a kind of signal to cheer up.

“Then, I’ll just go.”

“Ah… yes, good bye Professor.”

Sharon leaves, and Maharet is left alone.

She was bruised for a moment from the fatigue that made her head hurt, then shook her head excitedly and came to her senses.

“I need to go back and get some sleep…”

With a meaningless murmur, the feet that had stopped moving began to move again.

Trembling, the sound of weak footsteps echoes across the long corridor of the academy’s main building.

ㅡ wheee…

Through the broken windows in the hallway, a chilly winter breeze blows in.

The cold air touches her cheeks, and white steam pours out of her red lips.

“…All of a sudden, the weather is this cold again, so maybe even the weather is a problem now.”

Maharet watched his own breath scattering in front of his eyes and let out a small complaint.

It was a very hateful season to covet the warmth of tired people even in this situation.

“Whoa… Fortunately, the heating in the dormitory building is turned off… I think you’d better go quickly.

Maharet moves his feet with gunfire.

The moment I turned the corner at the end of the hallway and was about to enter the stairs.

Something on the hallway floor caught her attention.

“Um…? What is that?”

A piece of stationery lying on the floor, slightly crumpled.

On the surface of the letter, with golden patterns splendidly engraved on the white surface, there were traces of mana, though very weak.

“This… looks like magic mail. Did someone drop it?”

Maharet tilted her head and picked it up.

Then, brushing off the dust on the letterhead, he indifferently checked the sender and recipient columns.

It was to find the owner of the letter.

“Hmm, the recipient is the saintess. The sender is…”

Read at noblemtl. com

Just like that, the moment her red eyes turned to the sender column.

Maharet could only take a small breath.

On top of that, it had a very unexpected name written on it.

＜＜Sender: Leiden Resit＞＞

“Raiden…?”

Maharet blankly followed the small name written on the letter paper.

“Raiden, why did you write a letter to the saintess…?”

Rising doubts are scattered on steam in the winter wind.

Maharet bent her brow while breathing thinly.

Knowing no, she opened the letter to check its contents.

and…..

“……!!!”

Maharet, who caught sight of the contents of the letter, had no choice but to drop the letter he was holding in shock.

The beautiful red eyes were wet with surprise and anger, and began to tremble violently.

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“Umm… Come to think of it, I crumpled up and threw away the letter that Mr. Raiden sent me…”

Laying Raiden on the sofa, and Lorraine, who was getting ready for the operation while wetting a towel with water, muttered as if she had just remembered.

“Ummm…so what? If someone even sees that…”

Lorraine drools at the belated thought.

She almost lost her thoughts for a moment, but Raiden’s moaning in front woke her up.

“Keuk…..! Ha, ha…”

“Oops, I’ll have to put other thoughts aside for now…”

Please bear with me, Mr. Raiden.

With those words, Lorraine erased her thoughts about the letter and began raising the divine power from her hand.