Chapter 72 – Chapter 71 – Bottom (1)

It’s been 543 days since I was trapped here.
Some get pregnant, some are born.

A new born child slowly starts to say the words mom and dad, and tries to stand on his own legs.

Of course, not all children were allowed that.

“How is it?”

Silnia watched Marina in a tense state.
The saintess was slowly examining their child while receiving Hernan and Silnia’s gaze.

In the midst of the light pouring in from the saintess’s special room, Marina slowly opened her mouth.

“The muscles themselves are growing like any other child. It’s just the bones.”

Marina, the only medical worker here, continued talking while touching the child’s right leg, which did not intend to move at all.

“The fracture itself has already healed. However, as the bone was greatly broken, I think there was a problem in the process of attaching it.”

Sylnia drooped her pointy ears.

“What exactly do you mean… Are you saying it’s at a level that demons can fix?”

Instead of answering, Marina continued to run her hand over the baby’s hips and narrowed her eyes.
The elf tried to shout something out of frustration, but Hernán held out his hand to stop it.

“I’m in treatment, so wait patiently.”

“Chi…”

Silnia pursed her lips and leaned against the back of the chair.
Hernán took his eyes off the real woman and returned to his son.

Shorter than the pure elf, Silnia, but long ears that are difficult to call human.
And blue hair that cannot be seen in humans.

Anyone could see that this child was showing that he had elven blood.

So, what kind of life awaits this half-elf child after he gets out of here?

Even after leaving, you will probably be able to be with yourself for fifty to sixty years.
After the time allowed for him as a human being is over, the child will live without a father for about a hundred years.

If my mother, Silnia, returns to the life of an elf, I won’t even be able to meet her.

Hernán took his eyes off the child, who was frowning as Marina kept touching the sore spot, and looked at Silnia’s expression.

She couldn’t take her eyes off the child at all.
When his son grimaces even slightly in pain, he reacts silently with ears flapping or twitching his eyes.

Although it is difficult to answer the question of who does not love their child the most, everyone can agree that Silnia is the one who loves their child the most.

Hernán listened to Marina’s voice beside him, feeling that the question of whether she would give up the child and go back to the forest grew more and more every day.

“For now, in my opinion, there will be no problem with treatment.”

Contrary to her heavy face a moment ago, her words were light.
Silnia’s face brightened and she leaned toward Marina.

“Is it possible to cure a drink?”

“It seems so. Of course, it is on the premise that the Demon God has enough divine power practice.”

The child’s mother sighed in relief.

“That’s it. If we use the Wish Ticket, it will be resolved.”

Hernán smiled at the delighted Silnia and tried to share the joy.
However, he noticed that Marina continued to touch the child’s leg and broke into a slight cold sweat.

Even while Hernán was looking at her, the saintess was conversing with Silnia with a calm face and carefully groping the child’s legs.
The elf was listening to Marina’s explanation without noticing it at all because of the sudden release of tension.

“So please don’t let your baby practice activities that involve excessive use of their legs. If you overdo it and your child gets hurt or becomes afraid to walk at all… Ugh?”

A bright yellow stream of water poured over Marina’s face as they talked for a while.
Hernán quickly pushed her Marina behind her and put her diaper on the chair her child was lying on.

“I’m sorry, saintess. Excuse me, kid.”

“Oh, no. A child might be like that.”

The child who urinated on her saintess grimaced and frowned at what was inconvenient.
Marina wiped her face with the towel Hernán had handed to her and made eye contact with her baby.

Her child turned her face to her sylnia, her little weeping as she met her eyes.

“Mom!”

“Huh! Mom is here.”

Silnia kissed her lightly as she wiped the body of her son, who had recently begun copying her words for her mother.
She seemed completely absorbed in the baby.

Hernan spoke to the elf in a slightly scolding tone.

“Sylnia. Apologize to the saintess first and leave.”

“Apologize? No, he could be…”

Silnia disgruntledly tried to protest, but as Hernán silently looked down, she eventually apologized in a vague tone.

“Sorry… The baby resembles her own father, so the strength to fight is good.”

As soon as an apple unlike Silnia’s came out of her mouth, her saintess’ face turned red.
Of course, Hernán’s face was the same.

“Sylnia…”

“Under…”

Hernán sighed as she couldn’t bear to look back at her marina.
After that, she hurried Silnia out of her room.

She continued to move her mouth as she carried her child out without much resistance.

“Hey! Won’t you come with me? He said he was looking at the tree for making an extra cradle with me today!”

“I’ll do it later, so get out of here.”

“Are you mad at me for making a joke? Unlike the size, the inside is very…”

“It’s not like that, so go ahead.”

“Okay! I’m going to pray!”

Hernan feared that Silnia’s language was becoming similar to Sharpie’s, and she hurriedly closed the door.

“I’m sorry, saintess.”

Hernan, who came back, apologized again and wiped her face.
Marina smiled bitterly and shook her head.

“Still, it’s good that Silnia seems to have found her energy. It would have been better if she hadn’t served the Demon God.”

“Did you say what you said earlier because you didn’t want to ruin Sylnia’s mood?”

The air froze at Hernán’s sudden question.
The saintess quietly removed her towel stained with her child’s urine and looked back at Hernán.
He looked at Marina with her concerned face.

“Lady. Be honest. How is my son’s leg? Can a Demon God fix it?”

Without answering, she lifted her daughter, Lenny, from the chair next to her.
Then she wrapped the child in a cloth and tried to carry it on her back.

“I don’t know exactly. How can humans arbitrarily predict God’s work?”

“Even if humans can’t predict the things of God, we can still try to understand their will, right?”

Already, the saintess was constantly estimating whether the demon would be able to heal through her own experience and her knowledge.
And whatever the result, what he said to Silnia would be a lie.

Hernán opened her mouth, extending her arms before Marina could fully carry her own daughter on her back.

“I will not have a child. I would like the saintess to tell us in detail what she was diagnosed with.”

The saintess stopped her hands from tying her bandage around her waist.
Silently looking at Hernán, the corner of her mouth trembled a little and she turned her back to the man who had made her her mother.

Hernán immediately pulled her child from her back and held her in his arms.
The child was sleeping soundly, moving from place to place.

“Because of the compound fracture, the bones were randomly attached. Babies, in particular, develop so quickly that it must have been even worse.”

Marina immediately explained while Hernan watched her baby for a while.
Hernán, she thought, would have been better had her own leg hurt.

“… Can it be fixed with the divine power of the Demon God?”

“You know I’m a priest of a church that specializes in healing, right?”

The saintess continued her words, half-covering her pillar of light, not blinding her eyes.

“The saint of a church specializing in healing… It also shows her powerful divine power operation enough to be counted on her hand.”

Hernan tightened Marina’s arms holding her baby, and saw her saintess standing between the boundary between the shadow cast by her light and the light.

“From my point of view, an injury like that would require very sophisticated use of divine power. But…”

He understood why her saintess muffled her words.
Demon God had a particularly hard time in the treatment field.

She was also vulnerable to her sophisticated divine power operation.

Even when she washes the brainwashing magic from her head, the original shock should not remain, but dizziness and blurred vision occurred.
She had been treated with divine power many times, but this was the first time she had been treated like that.

The same is true when she removes Karine’s powers.
He not only removed the power given to her with precision, but also extracted all of her divine blood.

Thanks to that, Karine had been unconscious for ten days.

If so, can the Demon God perform sophisticated work in her treatment, which is not his specialty?

“Is there no way?”

Hernán remembered the face of Silnia, who couldn’t hide his envy of Shapi’s daughter, Ella, who slowly stood up alone.

Silnia, who shed a lot of tears when she came here because of her poison.
He met her eyes with the saintess, feeling that bitter water was welling up inside her.

She hesitated, avoiding those eyes.
However, she soon opened her mouth.

“I think the demon god intends to heal Silnia’s son by enhancing his abilities. It must be to use the power that increases every time you use the wishing sphere.”

Hernand knew about it, so the saintess immediately brought up the following words.

“Then, if the Demon God’s ability is high enough when curing the child, Hernan’s son will be healed safely.”

“No way… Are you pushing back her wish to cure her child?”

Marina turned her head slightly to the shaded side.

“Of course, there must be a way to consume a lot of wish spheres and wait for the Demon God’s ability to improve.”

“Is there any other way?”

The saintess couldn’t easily carry on with her words, and after hesitating, she managed to get her words out.

“This is a fact that is not disclosed to the general believers…”

It was a random statement that did not fit the flow of the conversation.
However, Hernan realized the reason for the saintess’ hesitation and answered immediately.

“I will never speak out. Both here and out.”

Of course, if you can be immediately relieved with such an answer, there will be no secrets that have not been kept in the world.

Marina was silent, and quietly she saw the lighthouse, a pillar of light that symbolized the god she believed in.
Seeing that it was already half-obscured, she placed her hand on her screen after a while.

The sound of a thick curtain being drawn.
With him, darkness fell over her temple.

After Marina completely covered her pole, she came in front of Hernán.
Her expression, barely visible in the darkness, was hard to make out exactly.

“The gods gain strength through our faith.”

Hernán was silent, listening to her words and the sound of her baby breathing in her arms.

“It’s not that they will perish without us, but they can’t even use their holy power without us.”

“You are not perfect yourself.”

“You take it surprisingly calmly. Usually, many theology students know this fact and go through wandering.”

It’s surprising, but right now it’s more important for Silnia’s son to be cured.

“Would you like to continue talking for a while, saintess?”

“Great.”

The saintess’ voice came a little closer.

“Originally, a Demon God who can’t use divine power, of course, doesn’t care about the beliefs of his followers. It’s because faith doesn’t gather with divine power. I don’t know if it’s just to enjoy the feeling of being a god.”

However, the Demon God uses divine power here.

“But after experiencing it here, it seems that the facts I knew about drinking alcohol were a bit wrong.”

Hernan asked, feeling that she was cheap.

“The second way I’m going to tell you now is…”

“What you are thinking now is correct. It is to worship the devil. Then his divine power will become even stronger.”

The reason why the saintess hesitated about this story.
It wasn’t simply because it was a secret kept from the common layman.

She was worried that even Hernan would worship the demon god.
Hernán deliberately spoke in a calm voice.

“I will never worship a demon god. After all, isn’t the Demon God’s followers still serving the Demon God outside? It won’t change anything if I just add one more faith.”

It was said with the aim of reassuring her saintess by giving her own reasonable reason that she was not focusing on meaningless things.
However, the saintess still spoke in a hard tone.

“Hernan. It doesn’t matter how much demons worship outside.”

Demons who are not believers.
In the words of the saintess, Hernán’s expression had been corrected before he knew it.

Soon after, Marina raised her voice as if declaring it.

“The faith of the demons has nothing to do with divine power.”

“It doesn’t matter… ?”

Marina’s way of speaking seemed as if no matter how much the Demons believed in the Demon God, it had no effect on their divine power.
It’s hard to understand exactly what it means because I’m not in a position where I’ve learned theology professionally.

But when she took her word for it, there was one thing Hernán could tell.

“Are you saying that the faith of each of the five Bima people here has a significant effect on the Demon God?”

“Do you understand why I gave you the second method, which didn’t help at all?”

Another question is rushed to the question.
It was as if he was afraid that Hernán would ask another question.

Hernán waited for her words, silent as she wanted.
The saintess revealed her long-held fear to Hernán.

“We are giving our strength to the demons, enemies of the 24 gods of mankind.”

Marina said in a sad voice.

“Faith is voluntary. If the gods find out that the reason the demon gained divine power was because of the people here…”

The right to wish is simply to use what the Demon God gave it as it is.
There are few religious elements, and it feels like using some kind of transaction or gift.

However, if you believe in a demon god directly like Silnia or Poti, does that mean that when the gods know about it, there will be room for them to see it differently?

Did you infuse the antagonist demon with a mighty power called divine power?

Hernan felt resentment and wonder at the same time.

“Holy Lady.”

“Hernan. The reason to stop Silnia and Potty from worshiping demons has become clearer, right? Of course you…”

“Holy Lady.”

I hurriedly approached the saintess who was trying to finish her words.
She took a step back at the sound of him approaching.

“I understood the reason the saintess was speaking. However…”

Hernán asked cautiously, holding Marina’s baby tightly.

“Why didn’t you tell me this from the beginning? If you had said this, neither I nor the other women would have made such a dangerous cult.”

Marina was silent.
And she pulled back her blackout.

Hernán closed his eyes at the excessively bright light and stepped back.
The saintess smiled softly and said.

“Hernan. Today’s conversation goes like this. I also want to change out of my urine-soaked clothes.”

Hernan felt uncomfortable, as if he had been covered in urine.