Chapter 939
“You can fix my constitution?”
Saint Olga froze as if she had heard something she had never thought of.
“To put it properly, you extracted divine power by squeezing your body. Rather than changing your constitution, it would be more correct to correct all your bad points.”
Raon clicked his tongue briefly as he looked at the black lines engraved all over Olga’s body.
Seeing that there were more lines than when I came here, it seemed clear that they had overexerted divine power in this war.
“Maybe those dark scars will be erased.”
“You can do that? how?”
Olga’s red lips trembled in disbelief.
“Because my friend knows how.”
Lars noticed Olga’s condition from the first time he saw her, and told her that demons are like that too.
If he had his own realm that had settled into transcendence and the knowledge and senses of Las, it would not have been impossible to change Olga’s constitution.
“Hmm….”
Olga bit her lip slightly as she looked at the black lines covering her entire right hand.
“This is not just a backlash of divine power, it is my past and present.”
With trembling hands, she brushed away the black lines on her arms.
“… … .”
Raon lowered his hand and kept his mouth shut so that Olga could tell him what was going on.
“Have I told you before? I was born with more divine power than anyone else? That’s why I was given the incongruous title of Saint.”
Olga clenched her fists with trembling hands. She looked exactly like she was wearing black gloves, with black lines engraved on her fingers.
“I possessed a divine power that was close to infinite, but my body that had to handle it was no different from others. The water was overflowing, but the water jug that had to hold the water was made of paper.”
Olga pressed her fingernails against her blackened, melted skin, saying, “Isn’t that funny?”
“When you consume the divine power of a high-ranking priest, you will experience a pain that feels like your skin is melting. No, your body is actually melting.”
She chuckled, pointing to the black line that was no longer covered by the tattoo.
“But it was fun. Helping others with my abilities was a happiness that surpassed the pain.”
Olga smiled softly as she looked out the window at the sea, as if she was remembering something old.
“But people kept asking for more and more. They didn’t care about my pain and my feelings, to be honest.”
Olga took the cigarette out of her bosom and put it in her mouth with a bitter smile.
“I wanted to take care of many people, but at some point, I started dealing only with rich and powerful people.”
She held the cigarette in her hand again without lighting it, perhaps because she thought of herself as a patient.
“So instead of being a saint, I acted like a punk and did whatever I wanted. I left the rich guys who weren’t in a hurry, and went to the back streets to take care of dying children. I left the nobles who had just cut their fingers, and went to the battlefield to use my divine powers on dying soldiers.”
Olga smiled brightly, saying that it was much better and happier.
“I use my power as I wish, so even if it’s painful, it’s bearable. At some point, I was given the name of Trash Saint, but I actually liked it. Of course, it’s a nickname that we try to hide in our kingdom.”
She waved her hand slightly as if she was having fun.
“So it’s okay. These scars are the scars of my glory, and if I control my divine power, I can live a long life. Don’t worry.”
Olga calmly shook her head, saying there was no need for treatment.
“No.”
Raon looked into Olga’s eyes and shook his head.
“hmm? What is not… .”
“both.”
He raised his finger and shook his head.
“You should know better, right? “You don’t have much life left.”
Raon raised his finger and pointed to Olga’s tattoo.
“Your divine power is growing stronger and stronger. Just by using it, the power to melt your body continues to build up, but it is impossible for your body to withstand it. At some point, it will collapse.”
Olga herself said that she possessed more divine power than anyone else. On the other hand, her body was ordinary, and soon not only her skin, but also her bones and muscles would melt away.
“If that happens, you can’t fix it even if you want to. “I won’t be able to lie down for a few months before I die.”
“hmm… .”
Olga frowned as if she knew.
“Besides, you’re worried about those wounds too.”
Raon smiled slightly and pointed to the black line that seemed to cover Olga’s entire skin.
“Wh, what the hell are you talking about! I don’t care at all!”
Olga shook her head vigorously, saying absolutely not.
“You always say that when you treat women, there should be no wounds on their skin. Two days ago, when you treated Lencia, you took her back and told her to erase her wounds.”
She tried to erase the scars somehow, saying that a woman’s skin should not have any scars.
It was Olga’s desire and consideration to obtain the beautiful skin that she did not have herself from others.
Since his own skin had turned black and melted, he could have caused the same pain to others, but seeing him heal them by pouring out his divine power, he was a better person than I thought.
“Oh, no! You idiot! fool. “It’s so cool!”
Olga blushed and shook her head.
“What? “I don’t know what that means.”
Raon snickered as he looked at Olga who was flustered.
“Anyway, follow me to Sieghart. I’ll fix it somehow.”
“but….”
Olga didn’t answer right away, but chewed her lips deeply.
“If you gain something, you also lose something. If you want to fix me, you too will have to make a lot of sacrifices… .”
Even when her life was at stake, Olga thought of herself first. Although she said she was not a saint, she had a saintly heart more than anyone else.
“Well, it might be a little tiring, but you won’t have to sacrifice much. As I said, we have a guide.”
There is the rag saint, Federic, in Sieghardt, and since Lars knows the way, they should be able to heal Olga without much trouble. Of course, it will be quite tiring.
“Ugh… .”
Olga only pursed her lips as if she had nothing to say anymore.
“With the white jade skin you so desire… .”
“I don’t want it!”
She said no and left the hospital room. She seemed very embarrassed to have her true feelings revealed.
“Stay. Don’t go to Super.”
Seeing that the sound of footsteps was heard only after hearing his last words, it seemed that Olga would not go to Super but would go to Sieghardt with him.
-It looks like you want to save me somehow.
‘I received a lot of help this time, and I hope that a guy like that lives a long time.’
Saint Olga is a person who can play a greater role than a transcendental person in the future war.
But, aside from those advantages, I wanted to live person to person.
Phew!
As Raon was smiling while looking at the door of the hospital room that Olga had opened slightly and left, a pink current of air fell from the air in a damp form.
[Las… .]
Rust’s thick voice passed coldly by my ears.
[I know that you came to the human world with a special purpose. But I hope you don’t get too close to other women, right?]
She revealed her creepy eyes in the pink air, asking if she had a promise with her.
-Kyaaaaaaa!
As soon as Lars saw Rust’s eyes, he screamed and hid under the bed.
-What are you going to do with that stalker? You’re already crazy!
The guy’s chin shook as he said that Rust’s <Lust> was blooming excessively.
“No.”
Raon looked at Rust’s excited eyes and calmly shook his head.
“What the king thinks of that child and what he thinks of you are completely different.”
He didn’t say anything more and just kept his mouth shut.
[Different? Different…]
Rust had a blank look in his eyes as he recalled the words “different.”
[Yes. I am different.]
She seemed satisfied with the words “different” and then disappeared into thin air again after blowing an excited breath into her ear.
-uh…?
Lars blinked blankly.
-What on earth do you mean by different, that the stalker is satisfied?
The guy tilted his head as if he didn’t understand English.
‘Is it just as you heard?’
-But why does that stalker react like that?
‘People often take what they hear from others as what they want to hear. Rust took what he heard as what he wanted to hear.’
So he said with a laugh that he was satisfied and stepped aside.
-Whatever you want? … Now, wait!
Lars rolled his eyes from side to side and screamed.
-Then the King will have to take responsibility for it later!
‘… yes?’
– Damn that! Are you really crazy?
The guy said it was absurd and let out a fuss.
-I’m going crazy and going crazy! How could the King meet such a crazy person!
Lars’ whole body trembled as he watched Rust’s air currents gently swaying as if he was satisfied.
‘Blessings come to those who persevere.’
-You can’t stand it!
As Lars ran in screaming, urgent footsteps could be heard outside the hospital room.
Coooooo!
As Olga spoke, Buren, Martha, Runaan, and the Inspectors of the Storm simultaneously opened the door.
However, they were not the first ones to enter the sickroom.
“Laon.”
Glenn, who appeared from nowhere, entered the hospital room first and stood in front of his bed.
“Are you okay?”
Even now, his eyebrows were lowered deeply as if he was worried.
“My head feels a little dizzy, but everything else feels fine.”
Raon raised his arm, saying that he was glad Glenn didn’t worry.
“Well, that’s fortunate.”
Glenn couldn’t look into his own eyes properly, and nodded with his eyes slightly lowered.
“… … .”
Raon tilted his chin slightly as he looked at Glenn, who was avoiding his eyes. He was so different from when he was shown hugging in front of many people that he was embarrassed again.
“A risk! It’s okay as long as you’re safe. “Then let’s talk.”
Glenn awkwardly turned around and left the hospital room, as if he had only come to check on his condition.
“uh? The head of the family? “Are you already out?”
I heard Roen’s voice waiting outside the door. He seemed surprised that I came out so quickly.
“I saw what happened, so it’s okay.”
Glenn dragged Roen outside, his voice shaking slightly.
“I guess you’re embarrassed.”
Marta chuckled as she looked at the door Glenn left through.
“Maybe he was embarrassed that he suddenly hugged us, so he couldn’t even see our faces… .”
Burren scratched the back of his head and laughed awkwardly.
“I was good, wasn’t I?”
Runan said it was good because it felt like meeting her real grandfather and quenched her appetite.
“I see… .”
Raon smiled slightly as he looked at the floor where Glenn was standing. As he expected, Glenn seemed to have become very emotional two days ago.
“How is it outside?”
“The cleanup is almost done.”
Martha clicked her chin.
“There were more people with black hearts than we thought, but fortunately, the Super Priests helped us remove them all.”
She gave a thumbs up, saying that she not only destroyed the Black Tower, but also saved the residents of Montiro.
“I’m glad.”
The priests and clergy of Super seemed to be of great help not only in the battle against the Black Tower, but also in the subsequent recovery phase. It was good of you to call, and I am grateful that you came.
“After hearing that the Black Tower collapsed, many people came out to volunteer. “Not only the neutral forces on our side came, but also many people who couldn’t get their way.”
Burren pointed outside, saying there was more activity than during the resort days.
“I think it would be better if this place went back to being a resort. You can see the collapsed Black Tower.”
He grinned, saying he didn’t think there was any need to worry about Montiro.
“ah… !”
Runaan raised his hand as if something had occurred to him.
“There is a story about a kid who eats up all the food these days… .”
She nodded, saying that all the restaurant’s ingredients were gone.
“Oh, right. If the support hadn’t come from all over the continent, we would all have starved. I heard that a little kid was eating rice and dessert all day long.”
Burren also heard that story and laughed in vain.
“Ugh… .”
Raon let out a short breath.
-You damn insect!
‘It’s Gluttony… .’
It seemed like Gluttony was waiting here, devouring all the food, since he had asked to wait.
I felt like I had to get up quickly, meet the guy, and give him the money.
‘They say that all demon lords are unique.’
As I let out a short sigh while looking at Rust in the air, the door to the sickroom opened again, and Chamber and Lencia, wrapped in bandages all over their bodies, came in.
“Laon!”
As soon as Lencia saw him, she ran to him and hugged him.
“I’m glad you’re safe!”
She said with tears in her eyes that she was worried after hearing that he had suddenly collapsed.
“I fainted from exhaustion. I just have a slight headache. “You don’t have to worry.”
Raon patted Lencia’s back, who was trembling slightly.
“A headache is the most dangerous thing. That’s why I’m recuperating like this.”
Chambers shook his head, rolling the candy in his mouth.
“Are you okay, Chamber?”
“Are you okay? “I am dying.”
She frowned, saying that her head still felt like it was going to burst.
“Still, if it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have been on the verge of death, I would have really died. Thank you.”
Chambers said that he had fought really well and grabbed his shoulder with his small hand.
“No. If Chamber hadn’t stepped up at the end, I would never have won.”
It’s true. There was a huge gap between himself and Black Tower Lord. If Chamber hadn’t been prepared to die and used the decisive weapon, it would have been him who died.
“You are still humble.”
Chambers chuckled as if he knew this would happen.
“Don’t sound like someone with that nickname.”
“A tinnitus like that?”
Raon blinked as if to ask what was going on.
“You have a new nickname.”
Chambers took out the candy he was holding and pointed it at himself like a sword.
“A name that is closer to the absolute ruler of the continent than before.”
