40 – Thorough classification of construction – 2

Undeadization was released, but Ludhi was not completely cured.

In addition, I couldn’t leave the necrotic parts left undead, so I changed the moonlight into a dagger.

“Can you give me some anesthetic?”

Coincidentally, there was an anesthetic that the alchemists had, so I asked as I put the medicine into the syringe.

Ludhi, who was lying on the bed, looked up blankly at me and pursed his dry lips.

“Hyeon… Now…?”

“okay.”

“Alchemist… I saw… in the guild… you…”

“Is that all?”

“and…”

As if thirsty, she moved her dry lips. I took a wet towel and moistened her lips, and she took a little bite.

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Judging by how he gulps and swallows, it seems that there is no problem with the internal organs yet.

I checked her temperature, re-formulated the medicine, and prepared the syringe.

“My sister… said…”

“what?”

“…Among humans… the only… Sage… you… can be trusted…”

“So you’re willing to accept my treatment?”

Ludhi shook his head slightly. Because of the name of the wise man and the fact that he had heard from Evangeline, somehow the matter seems to be easily resolved.

Not bad. Some elves terribly hate being healed by humans.

Especially high-ranking elves say this… It seems that this one isn’t that far.

“I’ll treat the necrotic part first. Come on.”

I administered an anesthetic to her and checked her condition. When Ludhi’s panting breath subsided and Ludhi closed his eyes, Yeon-hwa came out from among the frightened elves and asked anxiously.

“Is there anything I can do to help with treatment?”

“There’s nothing I can do to help… Oh, there is. I just want you to stop those guys from out there trying to do sh*t.”

Perhaps the elven priests of the Tree of Healing Tribe will openly express their dissatisfaction when they see me treating like this now.

They solved the undead right away, but they might go ahead and say they would do other treatments.

“Okay. Other than that? Do you need any other support?”

I ripped away Ludhi’s rotten flesh with moonlight, cast a heal, and said.

“No. Rotello will help with the treatment, so leave the rest.”

Those who remained under my direction go out. Rotello, who was left alone, took up a towel and wiped off the flowing black blood and sprayed the regenerative medicine, probably accustomed to this kind of treatment.

Afterwards, as I cut out the rotten flesh several times, the black blood disappeared and bright red blood began to ooze out.

“By the way, can I treat it like this? It looks a bit extreme…”

“Originally, it’s not possible. But if you leave it as it is, you’ll have to cut off all your limbs.”

He uses the healer’s skill, surgery, and also uses the priest’s recovery technique.

I went through regeneration, healing, and surgery at the same time, and Rotello, who watched it, said in admiration.

“I didn’t know that medical knowledge was so good. Where did you learn it?”

“At the healer’s guild. Actually, I didn’t learn that much.”

“But is it Lee Jeong-don? That’s great.”

“It’s because I used it a lot while going around to defeat the demon lord.”

Because of the demon king, the monsters became stronger, and the demon king’s subordinates ran amok, and many people died or were injured.

After saving such people, it was impossible to use only the divine power, so I learned the healing technique, and I just got used to it by using it a lot in parallel.

“And this isn’t perfect either.”

It’s not like I can use the healer’s ultimate skill, God’s Surgery. It just increases the success rate by receiving the help of the priest’s skill, the alchemist’s skill, and other jobs.

“They say the sages can use all skills… the linkage is amazing.”

That’s the answer.

One of the reasons the sage is a fraudulent job is that he can use all kinds of skills. As a result, the lack of skills can be supplemented, and it has a great impact on the power and success rate of skills, so the wise man is called a fraudulent job.

“But also… not perfect.”

I shrugged my shoulders as he laughed bitterly as I cut out the missing parts and connected them with thread.

My main job is not a doctor or therapist, so let’s skip that.

After two hours of treatment, he was able to cut off all the necrotic parts left on Ludhi’s body and regenerate the part.

Both Rotello and I removed our hands in sweat, and after confirming that Ludhi’s condition was stable, I administered the plague cure to her.

The heat in Ludhi’s body, who is asleep with the anesthetic, begins to slowly decrease. After seeing that, Rotello sat down on the floor.

“it’s tough…”

“You worked hard. Let’s go eat.”

“…Really great concentration. Are you really human?”

“Have something like this.”

There were many more serious situations when the main story progressed.

After finishing treatment, I was resting for a while when I heard a buzzing sound from afar.

I looked there and saw it approaching me with wild steps, pushing back the Lightwings and Alchemists.

It seemed like it would come anyway.

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Judging by their attire, they were priests. A high-ranking priest, too.

Maybe that’s top notch.

Standing at the forefront of them all was a fair-haired, voluptuous female elf wearing a priestess uniform made of elven silk.

“Chief of the Tree of Healing Tribe.

“Sage. So? Anything you want to say?”

“They say they’re treating the plague? They’ve achieved some results. I’ll tell you that part is great.”

“I don’t think I came here just to compliment you? Since we’re both busy, let’s talk about the main topic.”

“Yes? Then tell me. Stop the treatment immediately.”

She was apathetic to the point that I wondered if winter frost might be like this. In response, the elves and alchemists of the Wings of Light frowned.

Anyway stop treatment…

Came out later than expected

I thought I’d talk to Ludhi before treating him.

In any case, here it is meekly ‘yes’. It can’t be done.

“But if left alone, it would be impossible to cure the plague? I’m sure you’re not expecting the plague to spread throughout the Elven Forest. Is there anything you’re preparing?”

“My daughter and saintess, Seongya, has entered into a prayer to perform a substitute sex operation, and will come out soon.”

Five. It’s a great sacred art.

Only super-high-ranking priests can use it, right?

But wouldn’t that be enough?

I remembered an event I saw in the game. Even then, the pope stepped forward and performed great sacred arts, but the plague was not cured.

“Wouldn’t that be enough?”

“How do you know that?”

“I’m a wise man. There’s nothing I don’t know.”

“Hmph. Even so, it is unacceptable for noble elves to survive with the help of humans.”

“I’ve saved a lot of elves so far.”

“The elves who went outside are not important. The noble elves staying in the elven forest…”

This is clogged up. I even used a skill to talk to her more, but it didn’t work either.

Even with the original persuasion skill, if verbal persuasion doesn’t work, you have to do physical persuasion.

If that happened, all the elves helping this place might become hostile and return.

In any case, the Healing Tree Tribe held considerable power in the Elven Forest.

“Then, I’ll stop treating you until the sacred art is over. If that fails, let’s start treatment from then on. How about it? Instead, ask me to continue the research.”

When support comes from the kingdom, the number of alchemists increases, and from then on, you will be able to mass-produce cures.

So I proposed to her, thinking that I could do some research while killing time in moderation.

As it was a considerable concession in my own way, Soo-hwi did not just refuse. It seems she is trying to respect me in her own way.

Maybe it’s to honor Lorelia for bringing me along.

“Huh… that’s fine. I know that alchemists want knowledge. But I won’t have to borrow your power.”

“Yes. Well, I hope so.”

I can’t.

After staring at me for a while, Suhwi went away, and some of the priests glanced at me, laughed viciously, and followed her.

For now, let’s memorize the names of those writers.

The number of elves written in the killing book in my heart is increasing day by day.

After such a lull, the members of the Wings of Light let out a deep sigh and the alchemists could not hide their bitterness.

“Sage. I’m sorry.”

“In this situation, priests are in a high position…”

“No. No. It’s okay. It could be.”

“Huh. For a human, you’re pretty good. Sage. If you want, you’re an honorary elf…”

“That’s all right.”

“Or what about the elf’s friend position?”

I laughed when Rotello smiled bitterly.

“I am not your friend.”

I don’t need anything like that, so let’s keep researching.

***

A few days have passed since the human called the Sage entered the elven forest.

Thinking of all he’s done, the lack of healing trees can’t help but bother him.

He must be so, because of this plague, the balance of power in the elven forest is shifting from the Wings of Light tribe to the Tree of Healing tribe, and he is completely overthrowing it.

“So is the chieftain of Lorelia. Bring a human from outside?”

“Don’t be like that too much. Well, the elves who received the cure haven’t been cured yet, right? It’s time for the saintess to finish her prayers, so everything will be sorted out.”

After Suhui spoke, the priests stopped grumbling and nodded.

It was as she said. It was because the time had come for the closing prayer of Seongya, the daughter of Suhui, the most powerful holy woman in the Tree of Healing Tribe.

If she comes out and uses the Great Sacred Art to heal all the plagues, that’s it.

Maybe it would have been a better situation.

Rather than Lorelia, who went outside and called humans because it was a little dangerous, they who saved the elves internally would be respected by the other elves in the elven forest.

Perhaps, after this is over, the location of the warchief will be transferred to the Healing Tree Clan.

“Anyway. Since the preparations for the great sacred art are over, only the saintess should come out.”

“Iknow, right.”

“Congratulations. Chief. Ha ha ha ha!”

Watching the elven priests bow down to her, Suhui laughed. Everyone was looking forward to it.

The Holy Night, who is a saint and her precious, only family member who is no different from her alter ego, will save the elves by performing a great sacred art.

And that he would become the warchief.

If so, shouldn’t it be done?

He would make the elves great even more than she did.

Thinking so, she parted ways with the priests and headed to the temple to welcome the holy night.

A giant tree that seems to pierce the sky.

In the holy place of water behind it, the holy night will be praying alone.

The period of prayer will also end when the sun rises high in the sky.

Soo-hwi waited for her to walk out while holding the saintess’s costume. If she came out with the preparations for the great divine law completed, she would have enormous divine power.

Based on that divine power, if you use the Great Divine Law…

As she pictured a golden future for herself and the Healing Tree tribe in her head, she raised her head when the time came.

“…Well?”

Something was strange. The sun was already high in the sky, and the time for prayer had already passed.

But why doesn’t the holy night come out?

Confused, she felt her heart pounding.

Something, something went wrong.

Something is strange.

Soo-hwi, who unknowingly swallowed dry saliva, hurriedly entered the holy ground with the saintess’s costume hanging beside her.

found there

I found a dark-haired young elf sitting down and panting.

She has attractive waist-length black hair like the black night sky and white skin like the moonlight.

However, she is a beautiful girl who closely resembles herself.

She is the saint of the Healing Tree Tribe, her own daughter, and the hope of the Healing Tree Tribe.

Seongya, a lovely daughter who can be said to be his everything.

“…Cough!! Cough! Whoa… Ha… Ah… Uh… Cough! Cough!”

“…Nonsense…”

showing symptoms of the plague.