Chapter 51 – Chapter 50 – Wish Carefully (2)

Carine shuddered and started coughing up blood again.
Hernan hurriedly ran to check the condition, but there was nothing he could do about it in the first place.

“Oops!”

The hero tried to hold back the feeling of vomiting that came up again.
However, it soon grabbed the area near the heart and poured out blood as if it exploded.

Blood flashing by itself gave the scene a strange surreal atmosphere.

“Lord, aren’t you going to die?”

When Silnia spoke in a bewildered voice, the saintess finally came to her senses and hurriedly ran away.

“Hero!”

Marina hurriedly put her hand on Carine’s body.
In that state, she quietly closed her eyes and muttered as if she was trying something.

But Hernán thought it wouldn’t work.
The power acting on Karine’s body now is the divine power directly used by God.

Even if the saintess had her original ability, it would be difficult to do it, but now her ability to use divine power has disappeared.

As expected, Marina’s efforts did not have much effect.
However, apart from the saintess’ actions, the blood that flowed from the warrior’s mouth was gradually decreasing, as if all of her strength had been drained.

“Cool!”

Carine coughed bloody, staring at the sacred blood beneath her.
When she saw it, her face was bloodless, like a doll.

Betrayal and dismay.
And with a look mixed with despair, she pursed her red lips.

“Really… Got it out… ? Too cruel…”

Karine’s words could not be followed to the end.
She fell flat on the floor.
The hero didn’t say or do anything, probably fainting.

Hernan lifted her limp body from the blood-stained floor, and judged that the demon hadn’t turned Karine into a crippled person.

The demon who wants the women here to have babies probably didn’t do anything serious to Carine’s health.

However, it was something else that Hernán was really embarrassed about.

“Did you draw out all of the hero’s strength?”

The saintess looked at Hernan, Sharpie, and Potty with puzzled eyes.
People involved in this use of the Right of Wish.

She was asking them if they had made a wish to get rid of the hero’s power itself.

On the day Carine went on a rampage and was subdued, Hernan said he would only seal the hero’s power.
To return the power if necessary for a safe return.

That’s why Potty’s wish was definitely to only seal the hero’s power, he didn’t wish for such a radical method.

Potty, the person who wrote the wish, also opened her mouth in a panicked voice.

“Boo, I’m sure I only wrote to ask for the power to be sealed!”

“That’s right. I checked too. The contents were written as I told you beforehand?”

The Sharpie nodded and insisted that the wish was properly made.

However, Sylnia refuted with an urgent voice.

“Is this a seal? Just pulled it all out. If you do this, you won’t be able to use your strength again!”

The elf pointed to Karine, who had lost consciousness in Hernan’s arms, and asked a question.

“If this is the case, what will you do if it is dangerous when you take the kids out later? One of the most useful weapons here has been reduced.”

If the Demon God has an idea, he’ll send you to a safe place, but just in case, there’s nothing bad about it.
Especially if you have 19 children, you have to consider the need for force.

Marina also opened her mouth in a heavy tone, as if she was concerned about the current situation.

“Honestly, I don’t see much hope…”

She glanced at Sylnia.

“Anyway, if you want to keep the promise you made with us, you must become the king. But I don’t think that’s possible like this.”

The king of the kingdom can only be a lineage blessed by the war god.
In the meantime, despite the misconduct of many kings, the reason why the Paoliates dynasty continued was based on its strong legitimacy.

However, if the blood that Karine vomited is an element related to her lineage, it would be a long way from becoming her king no matter how great she accomplished.

After Hernán had thought that far, he saw the hero’s face.

The woman she loved had passed out, her mouth covered in her blood.
There were tears around her eyes, and her body shuddered periodically.

“Carine.”

Hernan called her name and looked at another woman.
They were talking about various things with serious faces, but they weren’t talking about Karine’s health.

No one cares about you

Hernan thought it bitter, but at the same time thought it was a natural result.

Since the hero had never properly worried about other women.
He only saw them as tools for succession to the throne and escape.

He himself now only felt the bitterness that his former lover had become miserable, but nothing like intense sadness or anger came up.

Just like that, with Hernán roughly holding Karine, she was moving her steps to her table toward the other women.

“This?”

A blinding light rose from the floor.

To be precise, the blood Karine had vomited was surging into the air drop by drop.
Of the women, Sharpie was the first to check it, and she smiled.

“Isn’t it over yet? There’s no way the Demon God would just end it like this.”

The other women turned their heads one by one.

Drops of blood coalesced into one in the air.
Even the blood on Karine’s mouth or hair was no exception, and her miserable face was at least smoothed out.

As all the blood gathered in one place, a light that was hard to see with the naked eye flashed.

The mass of light was sucked into a black hole still floating in the air.

Hernan said, glancing sideways at Sharpie.

“Isn’t it just stealing power?”

Sharpie laughed awkwardly, but she said nothing.
Instead, Marina opened her mouth.

“Probably not. The divine powers of different gods are difficult to mix with each other. Even if the Demon God takes it, he won’t be able to use it.”

As soon as she finished speaking, something came out of the black hole.
It made a clear sound as it landed on the floor in front of Hernán’s feet.

Hernán bent her leg and picked it up while holding her carine.

“It’s a glass bottle.”

The completely sealed vial contained the sacred blood that had just been sucked into the black hole.
Because the glass was transparent, bright enough light poured out of the bottle that it could be used as a light.

As a test, she applied strength to a glass bottle, but she showed incredible strength for glass.

Perhaps you can only break the seal by using another wishing ticket.

Hernán set it down on her table for the women to see, and she said quietly.

“See? Let’s think of it as leaving a wish ticket later and releasing it when you leave.”

The women looked at Hernán and the glass bottle and slowly nodded their heads in agreement.

Only Karine was asleep without a word.

* * *

Karine was having a dream when she was undergoing a ritual to awaken the latent power in her lineage.

He himself was immobilized on the altar, enduring the pain.
Her pain was worse than any pain she had ever suffered.

But she somehow managed to keep her eyes open.
She didn’t want to appear weak when the person she hated the most was watching.

Her own biological father, the king, sat in one of her ceremonial halls with a face full of cynicism.
He was watching Carine with the attitude of watching a fun spectacle rather than his own children.

Okay. Laugh to your heart’s content
I will drive you away with this power, and together with Hernan…

“Huh!”

Karine woke up with sweat all over her body.

Her whole body felt weak and hot.
As if in a dream where he had just been conscious, the pain of boiling blood enveloped his whole body.

She shuddered at her terrible sensation and waited for this feeling to pass.

Fortunately, her pain quickly went away, as if the feeling of the nightmare had only briefly lingered.
With a sigh of relief, she looked around.

It was her own room.
The room where she stayed with her lover in a place where she had already been locked up for nearly a year.

But now, Hernan is not by his side.

“L…”

Calling her lover’s name, Carine removed the covers from her and put her feet on the ground beside her bed.
I wanted to wake up in a hurry and see Hernán’s face.

“Uh?”

She was clearly trying to get herself up next to the bed.
However, her own vision fell downward instead of upward.

“Evil!”

She fell to the floor and screamed.
The embarrassment outweighed the pain.

Why did you fall down?
I tried to get up as usual.

Karine wrapped her aching left arm as she fell to the ground as she fell.
Then an epiphany came to her head.

She herself was seriously injured from being hit by a demon.
Since her body had not yet recovered, she must have lost her balance and fell.

“Ugh…”

Carine thinks her body is heavy and she barely gets up.
This time I got up cautiously and was able to stand upright safely.

After ten days, she finally stood on her own two feet and looked around her room.
Her room was quite bright even though the lights weren’t on.

On one side of her room, objects she had sculpted were piled up in a mess.
She didn’t sculpt with great attachment, but she wasn’t very happy because she was so lush.

She turned her gaze to check the black rose she saw every day and fell asleep.
The flower, which miraculously held its shape as the ink dried, gave off no scent.

She’s just keeping her place.

Karine looked at her black rose and finally figured out why this room is not very dark without any lights.

Next to the rose was a glass bottle I had never seen before.
It was so beautiful that it emitted soft light.

The woman she saw was more splendid and radiant than any jewels or trinkets she had.
But at the same time, she felt an ominous grip on a corner of her heart.

Karine didn’t know the reason, but in order to erase her ominousness, she decided to think of something else.
She said she herself was hungry now.

I don’t know what time it is now, but it might be a good idea to get out.
If you go out, you will be able to see Hernán’s face too.

When I opened the door slightly, a bright light poured in.
And there was also a loud noise.

“You, please don’t look too hard…”

“I’m watching because I’m curious to see if my son is eating as well as my daughter.”

It was Hernan’s voice.
Are you talking to the rabbit?

Carine opened the door a little more.
This time it was the voice of a saintess and an elf.

“Sylnia. Are you sick again?”

“Are you okay…”

Karine opened her door a little wider now and stepped out of her.

There was her voice welcoming her like that.

“Is Karine here? She was just right at the meal time.”

After Sharpie’s words, her lively mood vanished.
Karine walked out to her table, feeling the awkwardness and her cold air familiar.

She thought she was walking straight, but she kept shaking her way to the table.
Carine feels that she is dizzy and she staggers.

“Karine. Do you come to your senses?”

Her Nan came next to her.
Karine smiled and she leaned over to Hernán.

“I… How faint were you?”

“Ten days.”

Hernán’s answer was concise and didn’t follow.
Carine, feeling disappointed at the coldness she felt in that short reply, moved her steps again.

Hernán sighed in her ear as her carine sighed and supported her as she walked aimlessly.

Karine soon sat down where she always sat.

As she sits in the top seat, she sees the demon king sitting in her bottom seat.
All the people here were huddled next to her.

In the middle of the long table there was a clear gold line, as if separating them from themselves.

Karine didn’t like the scene for some reason.
But she didn’t have the strength or mental space to point it out.

Hernan opened her mouth towards her.

“Are you going to eat here?”

“Of course.”

“Okay.”

Carine watched Hernán walk to her off-the-wall meal.
The diet was the saintess’s stew.

She must have slept with her saintess to receive her sick meal since she herself was down.
Carine thought so as she watched Hernán carrying a huge jar of her stew.

“Uh… ?”

The problem is that he put it on the side of the Demon King, not on his side.
Hernán quickly scooped the stew into a bowl, then took a spoon and came toward Carine.

“Ruler. Let me know if you need any other food.”

Hernan left only those words and went to Sharpie’s side.
Karine watched him spread food to the other women with her dazed face.

Sharpina Marina avoids Carine’s gaze and politely accepts her bowl, but Potina Silnia is different.

“Thank you, El!”

Poti smiled brightly and thanked Hernan.
She then glanced at Carine as she cradled her own suckling son.

Karine couldn’t understand why that witch would use a nickname that only she could use for her lover.

Her question was answered only after Silnia came and sat down next to her.

“Do you have the strength to hold a spoon?”

Silnia uttered a mixture of irritation, sympathy, and inner coolness.

“Since your powers have suddenly changed, it must be difficult to adapt to it.”

“Sylnia! Don’t provoke Carine and come here.”

“Wherever I eat, it’s my heart, why the fuck!”

Silnia ignored Hernán’s words and continued her words.

“Don’t worry too much. I have to give my strength back to go to the forest anyway.”

As she listened to the elf’s words, Karine’s memories of her ten days ago came to mind in a complex way.

Shining blood.
Laughing women.
A burning wish.
An unknown force that squeezed the heart.

And Hernan, who didn’t listen to her own words.

With that memory finally, Karine woke up completely.

Silnia frowned for a moment, wondering where it hurt, then spoke again to Karine.

“Hey. Be quiet in the future. If you’re being too fucked up, go out and use brainwashing magic… Hey!”

Karine jumped up from her seat.

The glass bottle I saw in the room earlier.
Gotta break it.

Of course, her body hadn’t fully adapted yet, so she collapsed to the floor.

Along with Potty’s sigh, the sound of Hernán approaching was heard.

However, Carine did not wait for Hernán to help her, and she forced herself to stand up.
And she fell again towards Hernán.

Hernán hastily received her.
Carine’s chin, held in his arms, was red from hitting her floor.

Carine shouted at Hernán, who looked at her calmly.

“L!”

“The more you call it that, the more it only makes me uncomfortable.”

Carine shed tears as she hurriedly exclaimed.

“Sorry! I’m sorry, so please give me my power back!”

Hernan did not answer.

Instead, she held Karine in her arms and carried her to the seat where she had her food.
Upon arriving at her seat, Hernán said coldly as he put her carine in her seat.

“The meal will be cold.”

“It shouldn’t be like this! I’m your lover! The one you love!”

“Don’t lose your energy and eat something.”

Hernan sighed and forced the spoon into her hand.

“Don’t do this to me!”

Karine threw down the spoon, but it barely flew away and she was caught by the elf.

Sylnia laughed and murmured.

“You really are a normal human woman.”

A saintess who was worse off came and sat next to Karine.
She told Hernán to take care of the babies because she would feed them herself.

Hernan refused, saying that she could be dangerous, but when Shafi’s daughter burst into tears, she eventually went to the demon king’s side.

Carine bit her lip, and she looked at Hernán, who had received her daughter from Sharpie.
He looked embarrassed because the baby was crying, but at the same time he seemed happy to see his daughter.

“Why… ?”

Karine struggled to move her arms and legs, which didn’t listen to her because they were forced to move.
Silnia grabbed Carine’s shoulder and brought her face close to her, giving her strength.

Silnia whispered menacingly, her Carine’s mouth close to her ear.

“Just say you’ll get pregnant later, saying you’ve changed your mind.”

With her tear-drenched eyes, Karine squinted at Silnia.
Silnia said with her cold eyes.

“It’s a forest and you know you’re going to die to me.”

“Go, dare…”

“Are you out of your mind? There are a lot of guys here who know you used brainwashing magic. I know how to go out and report it if one of us loses contact.”

Instead of anger, resentment and fear stood in Carine’s eyes.
She quickly looked at her saintess.

Marina muttered that she was sorry and avoided Carine’s gaze.

“We can’t help it if everyone is safe, hero…”

After receiving the spoon from Silnia, the saintess put it in front of Karine.

As Karine sobbed, she weighed what she had lost.

In fact, she was unimpressed.
Because her loss was too great.

* * *

Four days later, in the middle of the night.

“Wish ticket!”

Silnia ran, spilling her placenta underneath her.
I heard Marina startle and stop.

Hernán followed, holding the crying baby.

“Sylnia! Don’t run with that body!”

She knelt down in front of the wall where her wish ticket came out.

“Drinking God! Please… Please hurry up and give me a wish ticket!”

Her wish sphere bounced off her wall as if responding to her.

She grabbed it and hurriedly wrote her wish with her hand.

And right away, I handed it to Hernán.

“Hernan!”

Silnia cried out loud as she cried out to the man holding her son.

“Pray quickly!”

Instead of praying, Hernan ran to her sharpie’s room where she was supposed to be sleeping.