# 3
Dearyn quickly came to her senses and took the position of priestess.
“You are here.”
But all that came back was the sound of heavy breathing, which exacerbated my anxiety.
Dearyn held tightly to the whistle that was wrapped around her wrist in her sleeve without realizing it.
The man suddenly raised his head.
When our eyes met, my body felt like it was about to freeze.
As befits a member of the Eighth Division leading death, fear of the man's very presence spreads. This was the fear that Deyarin had to face from now on.
Dearyn nervously approached the man.
The man's eyes shone sharply.
“…….”
“…….”
It was an encounter with an animal.
Dearyn did not avoid the eyes that were shining as if he was going to bite at any moment, but stared at him instead.
When dealing with animals, it is important to suppress them first.
Dayaren's eyes, which were on guard to prevent being bitten, were also fierce.
Even though he was crouching, the man's body was huge.
It was different from being heavy.
It was a wild beast.
He had a sharp and agile body.
My breathing, which had been harsh when I was alone, calmed down without a sound after I found Dyaren. Which increased the tension.
Darren stopped while maintaining a safe distance.
“Nice to see you. Governor Axis.”
"…… the curse……."
The man growled.
Dearyn kept her mouth shut for now.
The man's breathing became heavy again.
huh huh.
The breath I exhaled gave out a wave of light, like a bright blue day.
Dearyn opened her mouth again.
“I am from the temple.”
"the curse!"
The man's shout interrupted the speech.
He shouted and slammed the desk's already broken leg onto the floor.
Every time I hit it, broken pieces of wood fly in all directions.
‘And…… He’s crazier than I thought.’
Dearyn swallowed dry saliva.
This was something completely different from simply restraining a wild dog.
The members of Unit Eight are sensitive and crazy.
I had heard about it and was prepared, but little did I know that I would be prevented from saying hello to people.
Not knowing how to open her mouth again, Dearyn stood there expressionless.
I couldn't do that because the only way around was to escape.
I shouldn't be arrested for losing my cool.
How much time has passed?
The man got up slowly and approached, step by step.
Dearyn swallowed her dry saliva as the feeling of fear increased.
“……Saliva…….”
Oh, the swallowing sound was annoying.
At those words, Dearyn swallowed the dry saliva she was trying to swallow in her mouth.
It seems that if you continue to make swallowing sounds, your salivary glands and airway will become disconnected.
First, I must live and see.
'Okay?'
Dearyn smiled and nodded as if receiving confirmation.
Of course you did a great job, but the same answer never came back.
Is it because I moved? The man looked even more unstable than he had when I saw him on the battlefield.
The members of the Eighth Division had always been intelligent, but they were not so unstable that they couldn't control themselves.
“Okay then.”
“Ah!”
“…….”
I had barely managed to get a step closer when screams broke out.
This is what it feels like to stay in this place all night.
Dearyn tried to persuade with a benevolent smile and a low voice, typical of a priest.
“I wanted to help you...”
"Ah! Argh! Argh!"
……The words didn't even work.
However, the man's condition was unusual.
Even the table legs weren't enough, I felt like I was going to tear apart anything I could get my hands on.
Humans are also included in this category.
Dearyn retreated closer to the door. I even held my breath.
I am the furniture, I am the door….
However, it seems that the man has already admitted that Deyarin is “annoying.”
“Ah!” “Ah!”
He would tear out his hair, plug his ears in and out, and even roll on the floor. Then, his raised eyes were red and bloodshot.
‘Ah.’
Gone, gone.
The taste is completely gone.
Humanitarian appeasement is indeed wrong.
Dearyn held the whistle under her sleeve.
At about the same time, a man lunged at him.
Deyarin blew the control whistle without hesitation.
Cool?
The whistle was clearer and quieter than I expected.
The sound was so loud that it could not be heard even in crowded places.
“Isn't this a scam?”
In that moment of anxiety, the man who was running towards me fell to the ground.
“……Oh?”
The man, who collapsed and his limbs were thrown away, did not move at all.
Even after waiting for a while, it was the same.
Dearyn's thoughts hardened as well.
“What is this……?”
I looked at the whistle I was holding in my hand.
There was a very slight aura resembling divine power, but there was nothing special about it.
This energy, this weak and small energy, was powerful enough to drown that raging man with one blow?
I couldn't believe it, so I looked back and forth between the whistle and the fallen man.
The whistle was still whistled, and the man had collapsed.
Due to such a strong control method, Unit 8 was called the Mad Dog even by the Allies. I understood, but at the same time, I was starting to worry about the man.
It's been a long time since he fell, but I'm still in the same position.
I couldn't tell if he was alive or dead.
“Oh……?”
Dearyn called cautiously to the man from afar.
And there was no answer.
“There?”
Still silent.
I know I'm not the type of person to be smart enough to play dead and pounce, but there's no harm in being careful.
Darren crept closer.
As I approached, I arrived right next to the man. However, the man closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
'What?'
A red mark appeared around the back of the man's neck.
I just reached over and pulled the collar down to look more closely at the red marks. He looked like he had been strangled with something like a rope.
"any?"
Dearyn looked back and forth between the whistle in her hand and the mark she had left on the man's neck.
Under these circumstances, the sound of the whistle stifled the man.
‘No, no matter how much I do for people…….’
After learning the principle, the whistles suddenly felt disgusting. I didn't even want to hold it in my hand, so I quickly shoved it into my sleeve.
Although it is a valuable item that would protect one's life at the moment, considering the strangulation marks on the man's neck, I don't think I would want to use it at all.
'For now.'
I couldn't leave the person who broke down like that.
"Hey."
This time I tried to shake the man's body, but he remained silent.
Unconsciously, only faint groans came out.
"yeah…."
The strangulation marks on his neck look like bruises on a hanging corpse.
No matter how strong the body is, the effect will not be slight. It seems difficult to come to your senses immediately.
Dearyn decided to put the man upright for now.
“……?”
However, the man was heavier than expected.
"Oh, my God?"
Even though it's large, it's overall thin, so I thought it would be easy to flip.
Even raising one arm was difficult.
“Ah, ah!”
The weight of muscle and bone was enormous.
Dearyn tried her best, as if playing tug of war, and finally succeeded in making the man lie upright.
“……Huh. Oh my god.”
I really wanted to give up and go home.
Dearyn sat next to the man for a moment and buried her face in his knees. The world is hard.
But even when I looked up again, the world was still the same.
This situation did not change, and there was no one to help.
“……Even if you sleep on the ground, you will not die.”
It appears that the force applied to the neck was temporary.
Over time, the man's skin and breathing returned to normal. It doesn't look like he's going to wake up anytime soon.
While placing a pillow taken from the bed under the man's head, Dearren discovered a poorly healing scar between the open collar.
“…….”
At first glance, red flesh stands out, indicating a recent wound.
It has not been long since the war ended. It was a period when the wounds inflicted on the battlefield had not yet fully healed.
Dayarin pretended not to see him and tried to cover him with the blanket.
"…… Hey."
Still, I pulled back the blanket, half cursing myself and half cursing the world.
Although I unwittingly became a priestess, my mind is filled with the commandment to help people.
Dearyn carelessly unbuttoned the man's shirt and pulled him down.
It would be unimaginable for any girl from a noble family, but it was nothing special for Deyarin, who had been sent to the battlefield twice.
On the battlefield, peaks are not even a problem. There were several emergency cases that required treatment by stripping the top and bottom. After doing that, I became calm.
What was different compared to ordinary soldiers was that this man's body was close to technical condition. But thanks to the scars she left here and there, there was no time to appreciate it.
“Is this your body?...”
When I took it off, there were more than one or two cuts.
In addition to the wounds visible through the collar, there were countless wounds.
Old wounds that fade, small wounds that seem to have just appeared, bruises that stain the body here and there….
No matter how crazy the dog is, if it is injured, it will bleed, and if it is hit, it will bruise.
Dearyn clicked her tongue and began to heal one by one.
I was hoping tonight's dinner would be rather tasty.
If you use too much Holy Power, your party will be nominated.
“Oh my God, there is no end.”
By the time I said that, the sun had already set.
The man did not wake up for some time.
And at the same time
Okay, I saw half of the man's wounds.
Healing old wounds was more difficult. That's because it was that deep.
The more wounds you have, the more sensitive they become.
Deyarin decided to at least get rid of the visible wounds.
But before that, the man opened his eyes.
“……Are you conscious?”
I barely said a word, but the man's pupils suddenly constricted.
“Huh?!”
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