96 – blocked and blocked – 1

“Let’s see.”

“Hee, heehee… Me, don’t touch me like a cow…”

It was an earnest plea. It was like that before, but it seems worse now.

It’s not that I feel guilty, it’s that I’m almost afraid.

I examined Evangeline and identified her mental illnesses.

First of all, the biggest one is a defeatist.

And… um. self-injury

Things like fantasies become defeatists and seem to have been absorbed there, so there shouldn’t be a big problem.

Other than that, there is no need to worry about the rest since there are only mental illnesses or abnormal conditions that you don’t have to worry about.

“Hyunwoo.”

Veronica, who was in a bad mood, spoke coldly.

Was it bothering me that I had my hand on Evangeline’s head?

But the examination is supposed to be like this.

“What are you doing?”

“Huh? What are you doing? It’s to cure Evangeline’s mental illness. After all, I think it’s best if I take her mental illness with pain absorption.”

When an elf suffers from a defeatist, it is not easy to cure.

There are also restrictions on the treatment location, so treatment is only possible in the forest of elves and the treatment period is long.

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Just thinking about the experience in the game, I had to recuperate in the forest of elves for several months to be cured.

Maybe over a year.

However, the story is a bit different if other races other than elves suffer from defeatism.

For elves who always pursue perfection and superiority over other races, being a defeatist is a mental illness that carries a huge penalty, but humans do not have the same pursuit of perfection and sense of superiority as elves.

As a result, it was not effective enough to be dangerous to humans.

As much as I had taken it several times, I was sure that it would be a natural treatment in a day or two when it was transferred to me.

And what is self-injury? If you take a self-injury treatment exclusively for humans, it will go away in a day or two.

“What’s wrong?”

“…Efficient, but you’re having a hard time.”

“What about this?”

Veronica’s eyes went wild.

I’ll be hearing this again.

wall of the mind. only believe in you

– Knocked up.

There was no such thing as the wall of the heart using force. Because the door opened and Cyron came in.

“What is it? I heard you take it with you for treatment.”

“Right now, I’m just at the level of diagnosis without treatment.”

The moment she saw Cyron, Evangeline’s eyes trembled. Then, he slowly lowered his gaze.

Cyron’s expression, which was staring at it, gradually began to change to pleasure.

“Does the dog with the tail look good on you?”

mockery.

Cyron seemed very happy to see this ruined figure that he was quite jealous of as a rival.

She approached Evangeline and tried to make eye contact, and each time Evangeline averted her eyes and shrugged her shoulders.

“Puhehehe… To be able to see him like this… heck heck… hahaha. Tongue, sage. Is Evangeline only a defeatist?”

“I also got self-injury.”

“Puha! Living on my pride like that, only to be swept away by mental illness? Ahahahaha!! This is really cool?!”

Originally, other people’s misfortune is my joy, but don’t you like it too much?

Evangeline flinched and hung her head, not knowing what to do.

In the past, she would have pointed out Cyron’s exposure or shot her against her harsh tone, but it was impossible for Evangeline now.

Her ridicule only fueled Evangeline’s defeatism.

“As expected~! Sage-nim. You say it’s so amazing?!”

Cylon clung to me with a refreshing smile of 100 points.

A large brown chest touches my chest. Long arms wrap around my body.

Cyrone hugged me with natural skinship and smiled.

“I’ll really fall in love with you…”

“Eww…!!”

“…Eh?”

Cyron slowly turned his head at the sound of a groan coming from the side of the bed. and.

“Pu, hahaha!!”

Seeing Evangeline wince with a bright red face, she started to laugh maniacally.

Let’s not laugh at other people’s tastes.

It seems to me that your exhibitionism is also funny.

“Ahahahaha!! Really!! You really went all the way?! You!”

“Uh… uhhh… uhhh…”

“How about this? This? Huh?”

Cyron laughed even more sinisterly and began to rub his body while hugging me tightly.

Is this a witch or a dancer?

As she seduced me openly, almost naked, rubbing against each other, Evangeline stared at us with a distorted face, unable to blink.

“This is real. I want to do something worse…”

“…stop it.”

“Oh sorry.”

How can you live like this with just your voice?!

Cyron, who was about to put his hand inside my robe, froze at Veronica’s voice.

She smiled awkwardly and slowly pulled away from me, and Veronica came over and pinched my cheek.

“Ouch.”

“What are you laughing at?”

“No. You can’t cry.”

“Ugh…!! And why are you still?!”

“Anyway, you owe Cyron something?”

“Aww!!”

Veronica, who rolled her feet, hugged my arm tightly and glared at Cyron. Cyron was even more embarrassed and began to back away.

“Ha ha ha. Then I’ll leave.”

Cyron ran out of the room as if running away. When only me and Veronica and Evangeline were left, Veronica stared at me intently.

“I understand.”

“I don’t know how to make sense of this…”

“Anyway. In order to transfer Evangeline’s psychosis to me, I need someone to help with the preparation work, so let’s get out soon.”

Veronica puffed her cheeks. Can I ask him for help?

I thought for a moment and then shook my head.

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Just seeing that I was suffering from infantile regression was so painful, but that seems a bit unreasonable.

And someone who could help was already nearby.

“I’m going to have to bring some Six Man. And I’m going to go to the church and bring some priests… I’m going to have to get some wizards and sorcerers.”

“…don’t you ask me for help?”

I poked her forehead.

After suffering so much during childhood regression, are you going to do it again?

“I will not.”

“Do you owe me anything?”

“uh?”

“I’ll use that here.”

Veronica’s expression was serious. no it here

“Why buy and suffer?”

“…Everyone is having a hard time buying it. In the event of an emergency, you need a healer to treat you, so you don’t want to call someone else…”

Veronica clenched her fists and said with a serious expression.

“…it’s better for me.”

Awesome.

If so.

I’m still worried, so let’s secretly call one.

“Me, better. Me… Chi, heal… don’t… Tongue. Hyeonu. I… I…”

Evangeline desperately refused treatment. No, to be precise, he refused to be treated by me.

It must be because I heard how to treat it.

Although she shook the self-harming chains hanging from both her wrists and legs.

I didn’t have to listen to her opinion.

I decided to do the treatment at night, and to prepare, I immediately went to see the Sixth Man.

“Oh~ Sage. You seem to be fine? You’ve had a hard time.”

“Other kids did the hard work.”

“Your heart is suffering. So? Are you trying to get an adventurer request?

“That’s not it. I need one more treatment, so I’d like some help.”

“What?”

“The Defeatist and the Self-Mutilator.”

“A defeatist? If a human is caught, it will be released soon. What is it? Sage-nim, you’re a defeatist? I don’t think so.”

I roughly explained the situation, and he hesitated, then nodded.

“If it’s something like that. But even self-harm… hasn’t it overlapped similarly in the past?”

As self-injury is a common mental illness, there were several times when I was an adventurer.

At that time, there was a time when I was accidentally connected with a defeatist, and to cure it, I received help from several other adventurers, including the Sixth Man and Cyron.

“Yes. Do you know how to deal with it?”

“I know, but… isn’t there a shortage of manpower?”

If he tries to physically harm himself, the Sixth Man, a warrior, can stop him.

But the rest is impossible with his power.

When he pointed it out, I pointed to Rachel, who was sitting next to him and munching on the fish dish.

“The magic is Rachel. I want you to stop it. The magic is… There are so many wizards in the duchy, can’t I find one?”

“Nyan? It’s not difficult, but isn’t that what a Cyron can do?”

“That’s true. They’re going to get rid of it if they can.”

“What about recovery?”

“To find a suitable priest. Veronica said she would do it, but I’d rather leave it to her. Then I’ll go to church and bring some materials. See you at night.”

I found someone to help, and the rest is just making medicine?

Even if you are a defeatist, self-harm will recover quickly if you make and take medicine.

However, if the problem is that you can’t get all the materials in the duchy, that’s a problem.

It wasn’t a big deal for me.

There’s teleportation, so what’s the problem?

I might just go alone

It’s been a while since I’ve been to the Cursed Wilderness.

***

Veronica watched the people in the room with a sullen expression.

Sixth Man, Rachel.

Let’s just say that to them.

Because Hyeonu called me directly.

“…but why are you guys here?”

Cecil and Cyron.

These two were not even called, but they came to the room and were waiting.

“After sending Leventia, I don’t have anything to do either.”

“Is the King so free?”

“Until now, because of the dragon’s curse, I had a lot of time off. I turn that time into work, so I have some time left?”

“…Hyeonu didn’t call you?”

“Of course it is, but… I heard that you also need to treat self-harm.”

“therefore?”

“If a person of the level of a sage tries to harm himself with magic, the level of the magician who has to cancel it must be equal to or much higher than that of the sage. And I’m at that level. Anyway, why are you? I just said goodbye and left.”

“…Because I can heal the amount of healing that the sage needs to recover when he harms himself. No, it’s much better than any other priest.”

“Don’t overdo it.”

Cecil grinned, and eventually Veronica nodded.

Perhaps Cyron came for a similar reason.

It was quite intrusive, but the important thing was Hyeonu’s safety, so there was nothing more to say.

– Jump!

It was then. The door opened and Hyeonu entered.

“Hyeonu… Hey?”

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Joy, sadness, and sadness, etc.

Veronica, who tried to call him with various emotions, flinched.

His condition was unreasonable.

Where did you come from and what did you do to look so haggard?

The sage, who seemed to have spent quite a bit of magic and mental power, put the bag on the desk in bewilderment.

“Huh? Why are you guys here?”

“Geez, is that the problem now? What’s that about you?!”

“I went to the cursed wilderness to make a cure for self-injury. And I had to lower my magical power and mental power. Resisting for nothing is a headache.”

Contrary to his haggard expression, his tone was very calm.

I get a little angry with that look.

And you’re trying to shoulder everything alone.

Veronica quickly used a heel on Hyeonu.

Is that why? His face looked a little better.

“Then you can treat it by feeding Evangeline self-harm medication! Even self-harm, you…”

“That’s a bit difficult. A cure for self-injury for elves requires a period of maturation and is difficult to make.”

“Is the treatment different for each race?”

“Some are.”

Cecile nodded in recognition, and Veronica finally bit her lips.

After a grin, the wise man took out the ingredients, skillfully concocted the medicine, and inhaled it at once.

“Since I ate this, it should be better in two days at the longest. Anyway, I recommend not eating it?”

The three the sage did not call.

Veronica, Cecil and Cyron.

The three shook their heads, and the sage finally gave a sigh after thinking about it, and handed over the moonlight, a staff glowing in the moonlight, to Cecil.

“uh?”

Robes, armor, temporary equipment, and even trinkets.

The sage distributed all his equipment that strengthens magic, mental power, and physical strength to those present.

The faces of those who received it were bittersweet.

All equipment except moonlight.

It seemed too ordinary for a sage to use.

What on earth do you want if you don’t even have greed for equipment?

“If I have this, my power will be stronger when I harm myself or resist. Now, then, Evangeline.”

“Hee… hee… don’t, don’t… don’t. Me, because of me… you…”

“Start treatment.”

With a white face and drooping ears, Evangeline trembled, but the wise man did not stop.

And moments after his hand touched Evangeline’s head.

“…uh?”

There is not much change.

The wise man just looks down at Evangeline, who seems to have fainted.

Is there anything wrong?

Or is it overcoming mental illness with strong mental strength?

if so?

Veronica approached him expectantly, but stopped.

“…!!!”

A black aura rises around the sage.

Despair, curse, fear, pain.

At the same time, a vicious aura wrapped around his body.

The sage inside it slowly raised his head.

The expression on his face was a huge sense of desolation.

Before Veronica even stepped forward when his eyes met as if he had given up on everything in the world.

The sage raises his hand.

“…sleep…!!”

-Wood Deuk!!!

He twisted his thumb in a direction that could not be bent.