Two years ago, before Tristan went missing, my comrade was cursed by a high-Level monster. At that ti, I hadn't learned until Lv 7, the necessary Lv to unlock a skill that could cure a curse.
The only hope was on Tristan to advance her to Lv 8 and learn 's effect ended. The eight Fairies disappeared into thin air after waving their hands.
"Are you alright now?" I asked worriedly, stroking her head softly. She was still burying her face in my chest, refusing to look up.
"Un… Don't look at my face… It must be ugly." She replied, lowering her head further.
I chuckled at her words, "Why? Because your face is covered in tears and snot?"
"Shut it!" She shouted loudly, punching my chest. It hurt a bit, but not to the point it decreased my HP.
"You've beco quite a crybaby." I chuckled as I stopped stroking her hair.
From my palm, a soft light appeared and covered her body. I used to clean everything, even drying the elf tunic she wore and also my clothes.
"Now you're good to look up," I said.
"No." Tristan refused. "Not right now."
Saying that, she turned around and leaned her back against . She hugged her knees, still seemingly to be down.
Her emotion was still a little unstable, thanks to earlier. I was glad that she used the skill with . If she was alone, then I couldn't imagine how she would manage her emotions.
I might sound like a selfish bastard, but tomorrow was the party day, and I couldn't imagine if she wasn't there as she seed to look forward to it too.
The figure sitting between my legs looked rather fragile and frail. I knew that she was stronger than before, but at the sa ti, she was also weaker emotionally due to what happened when she first arrived in this world.
"My bad…" Tristan suddenly spoke in a weak voice after being silent for a few seconds. "I am fine now."
"Have you cald down?"
"Yeah…" She nodded her head softly. "My bad… I was so excited and then suddenly cried. It seems that I still blad myself, hahaha…" Her laugh was strained by guilt.
"You're kind, after all," I answered, raising my head. Silence descended once again between us. Sunlight peered through the gap between leaves that swayed from the sumr wind.
Like Earth, this world also had four seasons, which always ca in the months first, fourth, seventh, and tenth. However, it wasn't influenced by the wind movent or sothing like Earth, but because the Goddess made it like that.
Judging that sumr was the second season, it ant the world had just entered the fourth month of the year. It was hot, and I'd like to dip into the sea in this kind of weather.
Thankfully, both of us wore sothing simple and made from breathable material.
If I wore my paladin uniform again like yesterday, where I was tortured to deliver five exact sa speeches in different locations while standing under the sun, I would probably complain to the Goddess and make her change the weather to winter.
Talking about winter… That ant there would be snow.
"I am looking forward to it," I muttered, my lips curled up into a smile.
"What are you muttering?"
Tristan finally looked up at . Her eyes were red from crying earlier; not even could erase that. I could cure it with , but I didn't think that was necessary.
I smiled gently at her.
"I miss the snow," I said.
I was expecting her to say that she missed it too, but no.
"… I am not."
She sounded more dispirited. I had stepped on another landmine. How could I not think about this? I was a fool.
For a few years, she was jailed and was enslaved in the Sin Kingdom before she finally freed herself using items in her inventory.
Not only was sumr hot for her, but winter must also be really deadly. I imagined the scene where she, as Isabelle, curled up in the corner with the other girls, sharing their warmth. Using magic items in that kind of situation would only lead her to be punished, so that wasn't sothing good to do.
Just like the hot sunlight, my anger rose imdiately. I didn't forget my promise to wipe that city off the surface of this world.
But I held it back. I shouldn't worry Tristan more right now. My chance would arrive when Duke Bluerose extended his invitation later. And I also still needed to investigate the appearance of the strange people on the other side of the secret entrance.
Taking a deep breath, I locked eyes with Tristan and apologized.
"Sorry."
I was confident in curing her trauma, but it wasn't as simple as it was.
On top of what happened in Horizon Online, there were also those matters that happened to her once she arrived in this world.
Out of curiosity, I used on her.
Her body flinched slightly, noticing my use of skill. Her face sohow turned red, but she didn't say anything. She turned around once again and surrendered her body weight against .
And a blue window appeared in front of , showing Tristan's status.
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Na: Tristan (Mild Trauma)
Race: Human
Lv: 91
Sins: 0
Virtues: 0
Status:
HP: 100/100 (MAX 100)
MP: 100/100 (MAX 100)
STR: 86 (MAX 100)
VIT: 84 (MAX 100)
AGI: 97 (MAX 100)
DEX: 95 (MAX 100)
INT: 86 (MAX 100)
LUC: 50 (MAX 100)
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Skills:
[Lv 9 Archery] [Lv 8 Swordsmanship] [Lv 8 Mana Manipulation] [Lv 8 Four Elental Magic] [Lv 5 Holy Magic] [Lv 4 Dagger Mastery] etc
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Titles:
[Horizon Online's Survivor] [Castitas Church's Knight] [Paladin's Loved One]
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I first noticed that her (Mild Trauma) hadn't disappeared yet. As I expected, giving her happiness couldn't really cure that. My skills were also useless as this side effect was caused by past experience and not ill status.
Then I noticed her new title.
"[Paladin's Loved One]?"
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