Another semi-final was soon followed.
It was The Raven vs The Gladiator.
However, the mercenary gladiator did not show up.
âBoooooooooooo!â
The stadium where The Raven was left alone was again booed by the crowd.
The Raven, left alone, heated up the audience with his crazy performance of shouting and screaming his fighting spirit.
Thanks to that, most of the nobles said they would bet on The Raven.
The Berserker vs The Raven.
Everyone said The Raven would win.
Thatâs how serious The Berserkerâs physical condition was.
I was told that the knife had pierced his body twice.
âIâm not going to treat him this time.â
That man originally wanted to die anyway.
âHe even asked me to kill him.â
However, I couldnât accept him deliberately overusing his body, as if he was testing how many stabs could make a person to die.
I feel bad for him to endure the pain alone in the darkness with his injured body butâ¦
âMiss Selina, will you go back to Countdom after the Martial Arts Competition ends?â
âYes.â
Franz did not openly say he was disappointed, but his expression looked like that.
âYouâre supposed to come and see me, donât you? To the Countdom.â
He was cute as he blushed when he smiled.
âYouâre not in a difficult situation because the Magic Stone is gone, are you?â
âOh, no. Thatâs definitely not the case. It has already been reported as obsolete.â
Aha.
Well, thatâs how Franz was able to steal it.
Well, it wasnât his first time stealing it.
âBecause The Magic Stone also has its lifetime.â
As I was being handed over poppy juices from him, I stopped working at the moment.
âEven if it was discarded and siphoned off to the private sector, it would have only been used by mercenaries to read the divine power.â
âThen⦠Does that mean that the Magic Stone couldnât be used to heal a person?â
âYes, that Magic Stones couldnât be used for healing purposes.â
I stared straight into Franzâs eyes, who affirmed the fact.
âWhy are you looking at me like that⦠Miss Selina?
âWhat if thereâs a person who can use those Magic Stones for healing purposes? There must be exceptions.â
âWell, I donât know. Can you treat people with a Magic Stone that has already reached its end of life⦠No way!â
Franz winked at the quarantine room with a surprised face.
âI was wondering why you were always going back and forth to the quarantine room. Did you go to treat the man, Miss Selina?â
I responded with silence.
âOh, my. Why did you do that to me?â
Franz was shocked and put his hand on his forehead.
âDid Lord Cedric Crawford bet on that guy? Miss Selina, are you being threatened by your uncle?
âDid you think my uncle would watch a Martial Arts Competition?â
Franz shook his head.
I also didnât think Cedric was going to participate in the Martial Arts Gambling.
âMiss Selina, please promise me that you will not go near that quarantine room in the future.â
I nodded slowly to Franzâs solemn face.
Only then did he lower his voice and explain as if relieved.
âMiss Selina didnât heal that man.â
I frowned gently in the middle of my forehead.
Iâm sure I saw the wound get better in my prayer clearly, but what did he mean by that?
As if reading my thoughts, Franz spoke quickly.
âOf course it would have looked like that. But that man has the ability to heal himself.â
The words that the apprenticeship priests were talking about crossed my mind.
So it wasnât all groundless rumors?
âOnly priests know this fact. That man never dies.â
âEven if his head is cut off?â
âWell, then he might die⦠But heâs not the kind of person whoâll be like that in the first place.â
âThen that person will win.â
âI donât know either. There are always variables.â
In the meantime, Franz led me to the infirmary.
It was near the quarantine room.
âIn fact, the temples bet on that man under the name of Viscount Harold.â
What?
But thatâs prohibited.
Of course, it is illegal for the temple to participate in gambling.
âHow great would it be if everyone lived just by obeying the rules? The world looks like this because theyâre telling us not to do it.â
â⦠Is it okay for you to say this?â
âOf course not!â
Franz peeked his head and looked outside the infirmary.
His dignity as a high priest was nowhere to be seen.
âBut itâs Miss Selina who complied and persuaded me to take me to the capital city, who was quietly living in this countryside!â
Looking back at me, he scolded me while lowering the volume.
âMy body and mind are already in sync with Miss Selina! Do you get it?â
âWhy bodyâ¦â
âShh, look.â
The moment he winked, the door to the quarantine room opened.
âArgh!â
At the same time, one person was pushed out as if he was being bounced.
He was a priest.
He groaned, grabbing his face, as if he had been beaten.
âItâs a priest from another temple. Because there are no more healing priests in the west monastery.â
But why suddenly? He had never been treated properly all this time.
Ah, maybe because tomorrow was the final, so the temple seemed to have secretly called in a healing priest.
âshackles! Come on, bring me more shackles!â
When the priest shouted urgently, the templeâs knight entered the quarantine room with a chain.
Then a high scream rang.
The eyes of the priest, who witnessed what was happening inside the quarantine room, grew as if they were about to pop out.
Eventually, he crawled and ran away.
The knight who had taken the chain and several people who had already been inside also ran away bleeding.
They hurriedly closed the quarantine room.
Boom, boom!
The iron door began to ring as if the wall was about to break.
I was secretly watching the scene in the infirmary, and I was speechless.
âItâs okay because he was anesthetized, otherwise no one would have survived.â
According to Franz, that man also killed all the prisoners in the cell he was with.
Thatâs why he entered the quarantine room alone.
âSo, I really did something dangerous, huh?â
For a moment, my head went blank and I had forgotten what to say.
The surroundings calmed down, and I barely removed my lips again.
âHow did that person become a Toono?â
âI heard he was a prisoner of war.â
My heart dropped suddenly.
âThen⦠Are you saying that the man was originally from the Kingdom that was in conflict with the Empire?â
âYes. I heard that he already was in this prison even before the truce was even signed.â
âThen itâs already been a few years.â
âWell, around five years ago.â
There was also a little compassion in Franzâs voice.
âHeâs been alone in this prison for more than five years, so that man must be out of his mind.â
âWhy 5 years?â
âBecause the stakes werenât that big before. There was no one who could be his opponent.â
Thatâs right. Thanks to the Raven, this martial arts session was booming.
I heard that the nobles of the southern part of the country also came to bet on him.
âIn addition, since heâs been experimented on, even a sane person canât be fine after all of that.â
I stared blankly at Franz.
âExperimented on?â
It was a terrible thing to hear.
âI donât know what experiment heâs been through. I was just told that no matter what they did, the man wouldnât die.â
âI⦠get it.â
I didnât want to hear more.
Somehow the part of me began to understand why he begged me to kill him.
âThe temple is completely rottenâ¦â
The word that I was thinking inside was coming out through the lip.
But Franz nodded his head cautiously, as if empathizing.
âDo you understand why I want to leave here and go to the capital now?â
The capital will be different.
It looks like this because it is in the countryside.
âSigh, it wasnât like this before. When the person of Duke Maple became the head priest of the West, everything went into a mess.â
Duke Maple?
Why was Camillaâs family mentioned here?
At that moment, I remembered Camillaâs end in the original story.
Duke Maple, who enjoyed tremendous power in the capital, was accused of having an affair with paganism and was burned at the stake.
âThe Grand Duke took care of him.â
Originally, the Grand Duke and the Duke Maple had a relationship like a crocodile and crocodile bird.
(T/N: âcrocodile and crocodile birdâ used as an expression of the inappropriate symbiotic relationship between the politicians and the media where conspiracies and betrayals are prevalent)
However, when he learned that his wife, Selina, was abused by Camilla, he destroyed Duke Maple.
That means.
âDuke Maple wonât be destroyed this time.â
Because I donât have any intention to marry him!
âThatâs ridiculous.â
Listening to Franzâs explanation, I really think that the man is Valhail Castaques.
Along with the fact that heâs a war prisoner from the Kingdom.
I asked more to confirm.
âThen, The Raven⦠Was that person also originally a prisoner?â
Franzâs eyebrows were crumpled mercilessly, perhaps disgusting just to think of .
âHeâs a man of the Kingdom.â
My heart sank.
âWas he also a prisoner of war?â
âNo, thatâs not it. From what I heard, he was the only survivor of the armed forces that invaded the Empire last year.â
I sighed automatically.
âWhich one of them is Valhail Castaques?â
Of all things, they are both from the Kingdom.
In the end, it was only known when the winner came out.
âHa, how much money do I have to pay to buy a knight from the Holy Knights?â
When I muttered to myself, Franz looked back at me.
âWhat are you talking about?ââ
His eyes were filled with contempt and a little fear.
âWhatâs wrong with him?â
âIâve heard that wealthy ladies sometimes take some men of the Holy Knights like slaves for one nightâ¦â
Franzâs behavior of covering his chest by crossing his arms in an X shape heated my ears.
âNo, thatâs not what I meant.â
âMiss Selina⦠Were you such a person?â
âWhat are you talking about?â
When I slapped his forearm, Franz smiled and told me the truth.
âOf course you canât. No matter how big a donation was made, how can you take the knight of the Holy Knights to spend a night with? Theyâre not some kind of mercenaries.â
After urging me not to come close to his quarantine room, Franz went back to the temple for an evening prayer.
* * * * *
âHow on earth did Shannon bring Valhail?â
Left alone in the infirmary, I stared at the closed iron door.
âItâs quiet right nowâ¦â
He must have become infinitely sharper because of the priest who went in before.
After hesitating, it was not until dawn that I picked up a poppy juice bottle and walked back to the quarantine room.
It was impossible for him to win with his body injured as I saw during the day.
He couldnât even stand properly.
What if his arm ripped off? Then he wouldnât be able to hold the knife.
âMaybe thatâs why the temple sent him a priest.â
Franz said that no matter how injured his body was, he wouldnât die.
But, that doesnât mean that his victory is guaranteed.
âLetâs just check if heâs been treated.â
Krieeekkk.
I opened a small palm-sized door in the middle of the iron door.
I couldnât see anything inside.
Itâs just dark.
When I carefully lit the lantern, I could see the broken chain and the surroundings messed up with blood and flesh.
He was sitting against the wall, but from the chains held in his hand, the flesh did not seem to belong to him.
However, the blood from his body was flowing to the iron door, so he was also in a serious condition.
âHeâs going to die of excessive bleeding.â
He couldnât open his eyes even though a bright light was shining on his face.
He must have been completely unconscious.
I made sure no one was passing by, so I cautiously entered and closed the door.
I crept because I was afraid of waking him up from his deep sleep.
Fortunately, he did not notice the intruder who approached him.
When I put down the lantern next to me and lifted his tattered top, I could see a terrible wound.
âItâs fascinating that heâs still alive.â
Something was strange as his presence was so lacking, so I put my hand under his nose just in case.
âI canât feel his breath.â
Surprised, I put my ear on his left chest this time.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
I could feel a clear heartbeat.
âHis heart is beating even though heâs not breathing? And his heart is beating so fast?â
How can this be? Itâs completely out of the laws of nature!
It was the moment I glanced up thinking it was strange.
From some point on, I met his eyes looking down at me.
âWhy are you late?â