82 – World Tree-13

“Celia!”

He swung his sword right away. Celia’s wound made everyone in the party nervous.

As long as the saintess healed them, they were able to withstand and fight non-lethal damage. With divine power overwhelmingly superior to that of an ordinary priest, she was able to instantly heal wounds on the brink of death.

So when she is knocked down first, the party’s basic strategy collapses. With Eleanor at the forefront, the basic premise of holding out as much as possible and defeating the enemy, clearing the way through the weak enemies with the wizard’s great magic disappears.

“Well, this hurts a bit.”

As if there was a gap in my focus on Celia, my sword cut deep into her back. Her body, which looked flawless, also had scars.

cut Bleeding. No matter how strong an elf is, if it is directly hit by a sword, it will suffer damage.

But I couldn’t say I was happy with that. Celia, who fell without even screaming, had countless wounds painted on her back.

“Huh!”

I swung my sword as hard as I could. Surprisingly, her dagger didn’t stop mine.

No, she didn’t stop it. Just like Eleanor did, she made no effort to resist my power.

I just twisted my lithe, agile body to avoid the slow sword, then scratched my arm with the dagger in my other hand.

“I’m sorry…”

I shuddered for a moment at the burning sensation. But she was too fast to hesitate.

“I’ll cover you!”

Nerwen fired three arrows in quick succession.

I thought there was no place to escape, but the white branch seemed to realize that there was no strength in it, so I lightly bounced it off with my dagger.

“Stop surrendering. I am good at killing others, but not good at subduing them.”

“never…”

She looked at me with incomprehensible eyes, then swung her sword again.

Her dagger collided with mine. It was difficult to keep up with the pace.

A brief confrontation ensued. However, it was a fight that was embarrassing to call it a confrontation.

Celia’s support and treatment were gone, Farseer and Nerwen’s ranged attacks weren’t enough.

In the end, there was no choice but to have a gap, and each time the white branches made scars on my body.

One by one the clothes are torn. The thin and sharp blade leaves traces on my body.

You feel the blood draining from your body. I can’t keep up with her speed.

As time passes, the mind becomes hazy.

“Get there… please!”

However, that condition did not continue.

At some point, her attacks became less lethal.

Eleanor’s sword was binding her before she knew it.

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At some point, the white branch could feel that her sword was blocked.

I’m not doing my best yet. Because she was trying with all her might to not kill anyone.

In the extreme, it doesn’t matter if everyone except the hero dies. However, if he buys an irreversible grudge here, he will not be able to achieve the peace Eirin wants in the end.

It was for this reason that the blow to the back was allowed. If he only wanted to take the life of the saintess, there was no need to wriggle the dagger and make many wounds. Shed enough blood and couldn’t get up again, but she had adjusted her strength to the point where she wouldn’t die.

However, no matter how much she treated her, the saintess’ life was at stake. Even if he bleeds for a few more hours or tens of minutes in that state, he will die.

Even in such a situation, when I saw him not giving up his stubbornness, a sigh leaked out of me. I thought he was pampering me because he wasn’t the one who was hurt.

But even now, when red lines were drawn on his arms, legs, back, and face, he did not give up.

“Haaa!”

And that princess’s swordsmanship literally reached the level of a master.

No matter how much an elf knows ‘how to be born strong’, there is a limit to strength when considering stability and resources.

However, instead of leaving the birth of human beings in chaos, sometimes geniuses who are so outstanding that it is difficult to dare to imagine appear.

talent was different. The effort and experience were enormous for a human being.

She must have had a lot of experience fighting enemies faster or stronger than her.

are adapting In that short time, I was getting used to her sword.

At this rate, it was obvious that the confrontation would be prolonged. Since the saintess is down, in the end the white branch will win if she maintains this state, but if the fight is prolonged, some variable may arise.

“Well?”

The saintess has fallen, and now the enemy is an elf, a wizard, a swordsman, and four warriors.

But in an instant, the white branches felt a creepy expression. I could feel the gaze.

“It’s… bloody. Our baron, no, the warrior…”

Celia was looking at her.

She seemed to be crawling, but before she knew it, she got on her knees and stood up.

“this.”

In White Bough’s experience, priests were all insane, regardless of who the god they believed in was.

And, the more crazy the priest was, the more dangerous it was.

“Goddess, help me…”

She invoked God and gained power, but God was not involved in that power.

However, the immense divine power flowing through the saintess’ body was ominously gigantic.

“Rest to those in need!”

Emotions vary in size. Whether it’s joy or sadness, pain or pity, the emotions she feels are bigger and more intense.

And divine spells are affected by that emotion.

“Why, why can’t you just leave Enerel alone?”

As if the power had been hidden until now, divine power came out like crazy.

The blood that clung to her body dried up. The wounds all over Enerel’s body healed in an instant.

“Now, barely again…”

desperate

The White Branch had to admit that they weren’t fighting simply because of pride or taste.

“because?”

He is the hero of the elves. A legendary elf heard only in mythology.

Nerwen couldn’t help but feel intimidated just by making eye contact with her.

But I raise my head again.

“What Enerel does not approve of, I cannot admit.”

Love is not an emotion to be taken lightly. As a result of forcibly injecting it, he developed a stubbornness so strong that he could even do his duty as an elf.

“Then I ask you. What are you fighting for?”

Looking straight into the hero’s eyes, the white branch knew that he was burning.

I will not give up unless I lose consciousness. These are the eyes of a man who did not stop even when an arm or a leg was blown off, even when he inflicted terrible pain on them.

“Because that’s not okay.”

“what?”

“Everything! Make people love someone by endowing them with emotions, and even fail to hate someone!”

he stood upright. He stood on his feet without the slightest shake.

“Sacrificing someone for the future, making someone to sacrifice, and accusing someone for not sacrificing everything!”

“Didn’t you hate that elf?”

“Regardless of that, it shouldn’t have happened! I can never, never admit it!”

The Holy Sword, which I thought had lost its light, flashed blue for a very short time.

“I see. As a warrior, I will respect you.”

The white branch loosened its grip and dropped two daggers.

“But I can’t admit it either.”

If you are a living being, you will eventually have to sacrifice someone.

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Just as humans maintain a nobler life by eating the meat of animals inferior to them.

Elves for nobler values. They sacrifice themselves for the fate and well-being of this world. sacrifice others.

Many colleagues were sacrificed like that.

“There was never a moment when I didn’t want to go back to the World Tree.”

“what…”

“I have never looked forward to the day when I will return to the dust, free from my rotting, cursed body, and embrace the Tree Mother’s arms.”

But rest was not given to the white branches. There was something she needed. Even if it was a distant future, she had to be alive for her use at that time.

I had to suffer in life. He had to feel sadness while the elves who were by his side disappeared.

Sometimes it reminds me of past adventures. At the end of it, I had to accept the infinite solitude and emptiness I felt when I realized that none of them were around.

“I don’t think you need to adjust your strength. If you don’t aim for the neck, you’ll be able to get help from that saintess.”

She drew her bow.

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“come!”

Nerwen exclaimed urgently.

The gap was too great. I located her and fired an arrow right away, but she moved faster.

“Geuuu…”

Celia’s reaction was also quick. It was because, using the overflowing divine power, it responded to the elf’s speed and put a barrier on it.

To be precise, it wasn’t the shield that was wrapped around the arrow, but the shield that was struck by the drawing of the bow.

But even that could not completely block the arrow. With only a slight twist in its trajectory, the arrow narrowly grazed Eleanor.

“Farseer! Are you still there!”

“Just a little, just a little more!”

Enerel couldn’t stand it and screamed. No party member prepared a shield. I was still chasing the white branches until my legs were breaking, but I was still far away.

One foot, two feet, three feet.

In less than a second, countless arrows flew into vital points. And one of them penetrated Nerwen’s thigh.

“Time…”

Enerel, who was gasping for breath, heard a bright voice he hadn’t heard in a long time.

The sword was shining.