Chapter 137 – 137. It’s Not Your Fault.

“Oh, are you awake?”

When John opened his eyes, a young boy who had been nursing him by his side spoke to him lightly.

Yohan, who only rolled his eyes at the boy, opened his mouth with dry lips.

“…… Water.”
“Ah, yes!”

The child immediately poured water into the glass next to him and handed it to Yohan, who stumbled and raised his upper body and gulped down the water.

A cool breeze spread throughout his body, and only then did Yohan manage to grasp his physical condition.

‘He’s been crushed.’

The suit I was wearing was lying around as scrap metal next to me, and the chest that had a hole in it was covered with bandages.

When he saw the bandage, his punctured heart began to ache, and as his heart ached, the memories of being beaten by Arachne began to well up.

How the heck did he beat that monster, how did he get here after that——I don’t know anything.

“Little boy.”
“Yes? Yes.”
“What about the others?”
“Ah, I’ll call the adults!”

When the little boy heard John’s words, he ran outside and started screaming. Yohan tried to tell her not to run around in the hospital ward, but when she realized that the situation was urgent, she started to pay attention.

After a while, nurses and doctors called by the kid started entering the room where Yohan was.

“Are you awake!?”
“Yes.”
“Do you have any pain anywhere?”
“My whole body hurts….”
“Because it was an injury that stopped.”

While saying that, the nurse looked at John’s injuries and bandages, and then asked if he needed anything.

When John said he was hungry, the nurse said no because there was a hole in his stomach that would flow through it.

“…… I drank some water earlier.”
“Oh, then I’ll get wet soon.”

Johann, who was having a conversation that was not sure whether it was a joke or not, immediately asked how others were doing.

Not only the two who returned with him, but also the other witches who hadn’t come yet.

“So—what about the others?”
“The two of you who came with me are lying in the ward. You still haven’t opened your eyes. Actually, it’s an ambiguous injury whether or not I can float….”
“What about the younger one? There shouldn’t have been any injuries….”
“The same goes for that. I don’t know why, but you can’t come to your senses.”

Hearing that Beatrice couldn’t come to her senses, Johan immediately realized the reason.

She was a witch, and must have used a lot of magic in the fight against Arachne. She had already consumed her mana before exhaustion, but in the end, she manipulated Elesis to save herself and helped herself.

There is no doubt that the mana has run out and he can’t open his eyes.

“Sleep, patient!? You can’t get up!”

John stumbled and got himself up. The nurse tried to stop him, but even though he was injured, he couldn’t stop Yohan, who was strong enough.

After leaving the hospital room, Johann headed straight to the hospital room where Beatrice was sleeping, where he found Beatrice asleep with her eyes closed.

After changing into a hospital gown, Beatrice, who was sleeping with her hands folded, looked like a princess in a fairy tale.

“Patient! If you keep moving, the wound will get worse…… !”
“Hey, I’m sorry. Could you please step aside for a moment?”
“Yes? What is that—”
“I’m going to wake up the witch from now on, will you be cursed if you stay here?”

The nurse who heard John’s words was taken aback, and started to cautiously back away. Yes, that’s a normal reaction.

No matter how much the empire changed the witch’s image to a good one, it couldn’t change human nature.

The monsters that destroyed the city, and the existence of witches who effortlessly smashed those monsters, are instinctively reluctant even without any curse or stigma.

“Thank you.”

After closing the door leaving the nurse behind, Yohan started blocking the entrance with something to prevent the door from opening.

I don’t know who would come here because I cursed and all, but…… What I was going to do from now on wasn’t something I could show off to others.

“Beatrice, you always sleep.”

Having said that, John sighed and began to pull down his pants. To be honest, I felt pain in my punctured stomach every time I moved, but I couldn’t help it.

Because this is not for me.

Then, for masturbation, John inserted it into the sleeping Beatrice’s vagina.

…… Squeak-.
…… Iron-! Iron-!

-Ahhh!

* * *

“Whoa, whoa- haaaaang! Whoa!”

Cuddled in Johan’s arms, Beatrice squeezed John’s whole body with her limbs and pounded the mill.

Every time she slammed her butt down, an obscene sound resounded, and at the same time, Yohan slightly frowned.

“I’m sorry-.”
“John, John-Johaan… ! Ha ha!”

Beatrice, unaware of John’s moaning, continued to press his waist. Every time she did that, Yohan held her tighter in pain.

Eventually, when John dug deep inside her-John realized that something was leaking from his stomach.

‘Ah…… Don’t drink the water.’

As if the wound that had just been sealed had burst, the bandage immediately began to turn bright red. Grabbing the ruptured part and falling backwards, Beatrice finally realized that John was strange and looked down at him.

“John……!?”

Beatrice, realizing that John’s upper body and her own clothes were covered in blood, freaked out and began to make a thin thread using her magic.

The thread thus made immediately began to suture John’s chest. It was a thread made of mana that did not exist in substance——but it was sufficient for first aid.

Sewing didn’t take long thanks to the increased skill with thread and needles while making dolls.

Beatrice, who had sutured John’s chest in an instant, looked down at John while shedding tears like chicken droppings.

“Hey, John, because of me… Are you bleeding?”
“…… It’s not because of you.”

The wounds he had while saving Beatrice had burst when he and Beatrice were hit, so to be honest, the wounds were caused by her, but …… After all, men are not creatures full of bravado.

A pitiful creature that couldn’t even die to say that he was hurt because of his woman.

“Really…?”
“Well, of course.”

John stroked Beatrice’s hair on her and carefully laid her beside him. She was small enough to look like a middle school student, but in her injured state, the weight of her was quite heavy.

As he pulled his cock out of her, a pale liquid dripped from Beatrice’s crotch.

After roughly wiping it off with the duvet, he collapses onto the bed.

“Beatrice.”
“Yes….”
“Can you tell me? What happened.”
“I broke up with Yohan, met a monster, and fought all day….”
“Is that the end?”
“Yes.”

Beatrice, whose language skills were not very developed, was unable to explain what he had been through.

John looked down at her for a moment, then stroked her hair as if it was okay. I can’t help it. You should n’t expect too much of her from her, who spent her childhood in her own solitude.

“It must have been difficult.”
“…… Yes, it was hard.”

Tuk-tuk- Beatrice belatedly started to shed tears. If the tears she shed earlier were tears shed because she was worried about herself, the tears she shed now are tears of relaxation.

These were the tears she shed for herself.

“I fought hard. Johann, Evangeline, Margaret… I thought someone would come. I just have to hold on until then…”
“Well done.”
“Have you ever been a nuisance? I always get help and think I get in the way… Sun?”

John shook his head at those words. It was true that Beatrice had a childlike part of her, but that was her forte her.

She is also in her development as she is a childish person like her. If everyone were adults, paradoxically, no one would want to take responsibility.

“No, how many things have gone well thanks to you?”
“…… Okay?”
“Is that so? Who among the witches was the first to awaken? Are you Beatrice? Proof that you are the best.”
“…… Really?”

At Johan’s words, Beatrice gradually began to regain her strength. It wasn’t long before I even forgot that I had burst John’s chest and began to rejoice.

Johann grinned at Beatrice. He did a good job saving her.

‘By the way, when are the other witches coming?’

Thinking of the witches who had yet to come, Johann had no idea that they would have failed.

* * *

“Fuck Amy.”

Hecaterina cursed at the corpse of the octopus head and the dying blue-haired witch in front of her.

She sees Adelheit dying for her mistake.

“It sucks.”

She tapped Adelheit. Naturally, Adelheit did not wake up.

However, he did not have the ability to heal her. She was dying just like this.

Even, does she die only for her? Nor was it.

“Sibaal…….”

Hecaterina looked up at the sky. To be precise, the sun beating down on that depth.

She is now trapped in the water created by the octopus monster. To be precise, in the ice prison that the octopus head made and Adelheit froze it.