First, there was one thing I needed to make clear.
My goal was to get hit by the curse extracted from the Princess’ body and die alone, not to kill the Princess who had grown up being unhappily abused.
To protect the Princess while extracting the fragnt of the evil god, I naturally needed to know more details about the fragnt of the evil god.
I went to the White Order.
“Saint! The servant of Dullaneer greets the Saint of Healing.”
The priests bowed their heads to an uncomfortable degree, but this was rather good for now.
“I’d like to access information about the fragnt of the evil god.”
“The fragnt of the evil god, you say?”
“Bring all the information. Don’t hide anything from .”
“Of course!”
Even though I was a fake saint, having the title of saint was good for this.
I could freely access even the highest-level secret archives of the White Order that only the High Priest could enter.
I started to scan through everything from old data written on parchnt to recent data printed on clean paper.
Information about the fragnt of the evil god.
A way to safely extract it without further tornting the host whose mind and sense of self are already unstable.
And a way to apply its destructive power only to without affecting the surroundings, making it disappear.
Is there anything?
I sat on the floor and imrsed myself in reading all kinds of materials for more than half a day without moving an inch.
The priests of the White Order seed to admire my appearance.
“To see him pondering so deeply for the destruction of evil…!”
“Look! Even a saint from another order is so diligent in destroying evil! How can you, who have been chosen by Dullaneer, act like that!! You must strive even harder!”
They even brought little novice priests to show off as if I were so kind of exhibit.
Well, it didn’t matter.
In exchange for freely viewing these confidential materials, I could be a zoo monkey for a while.
And after frantically examining all kinds of materials for nearly half a day.
I finally found a way to safely extract the source of the curse while protecting the Princess.
[If the connection with the host’s soul is loosened by endless holy magic, the fragnt of the evil god will move to find another nearby soul. At this ti, if soone the host ntally depends on is nearby, the fragnt of the evil god will primarily target them and try to move to their soul.]
[Therefore, if the connection between the soul and the fragnt is weakened, no family, lover, child, or anyone should be close to the host. It will imdiately move and settle in the new host’s soul. The original host will be saved, but the long and troubleso work of weakening the connection between the soul and the fragnt of the new host will have to be done again.]
So if I beco the person Princess Ione depends on, the fragnt will jump out and burrow into my soul!
And let’s see.
I think I read sothing like this in this parchnt?
Ah.
Here it is!
After Princess Ione’s fragnt of the evil god moved to .
[If you don’t care about the host’s soul, at least three priests can simultaneously use the miracle of Destruction to eliminate the fragnt of the evil god in the soul. The fragnt will emit an intense curse that will destroy the host’s soul at the mont of destruction, but imdiately after. The fragnt will be eternally annihilated.]
I just needed to go to the priests and ask them to shoot the miracle of Destruction at to sacrifice my soul and eliminate the fragnt of the evil god!
They’d have to agree because they’d want to prevent the world’s destruction!
Soul shattered!
Rebirth in Korea!
Perfect.
The problem was how to make the Princess depend on .
The first thought that ca to mind was, couldn’t I just use Absolute Hypnosis to make her think “I can’t live without Mr. Amael”?
But would the ntal state of a child who had grown up suffering unimaginable abuse for 16 years be normal?
They say she had attempted suicide several tis, so I was worried that if I used Absolute Hypnosis to ss with the mind of soone in such a ntal state, her ntality might shatter like a cookie before she ca to love .
It was a possibility, but if that happened, Princess Alne, whose soul was connected, would die too, and of course, the Emperor wouldn’t leave alone.
If I was executed in a normal way instead of having my soul destroyed by a curse and died with my soul intact to go to the afterlife, of course.
It’s hell.
Damn.
I don’t want to take that risk.
What else can I do?
I needed to et Princess Ione and make her depend on by coaxing and soothing her as much as possible to bring the fragnt of the evil god into my soul.
Then I’d get hit by the miracle of Destruction and destroy the fragnt of the evil god, and with the curse that spewed out then, my soul would be destroyed and I’d go to Korea.
The Princess would be saved.
I stood up from my seat.
“Thank you for your great kindness.”
“Anyti! You can co back anyti!”
“Thank you.”
I greeted them and left the White Order.
***
That evening.
Imperial Palace.
I arrived in front of the separate palace where Princess Ione was said to be confined.
The separate palace, which must have once been beautiful, now had an incredibly eerie appearance.
All kinds of large magic circles and sacred objects were installed around the separate palace, and things that looked like talismans were painted all over the walls and doors.
Is this suddenly changing genres from fantasy to occult?
“Saint. The curse is dangerous. You must wear this protective suit to enter.”
One of the mages among the several mages and priests waiting outside the separate palace handed a thick protective suit.
It looked just like so kind of radiation protection suit.
If I went in wearing sothing like this, it would obviously give off the feeling that I was blatantly wary of her!!
“I won’t wear it.”
“What? Saint! It’s a curse! It’s a high-purity, high-level curse directly cast by none other than a fragnt of an evil god!!”
I’m not scared at all.
How could I be scared when I’m trying to die by being hit by that curse?
If I got hit, I should rather say, “Thank you.” I wouldn’t even need to go through the trouble of extracting the fragnt of the evil god, my soul would be destroyed right away.
Moreover, I needed to make the Princess depend on , but if I went in wearing sothing like that, what would she think of ?
“If I go in wearing such a thing, wouldn’t it hurt Princess Ione?”
“…”
The mage looked at with a moved expression.
What’s there to be moved about?
I’m just desperately trying to die by getting hit by the curse to go to Korea.
“It’s more important that she’s not hurt than that I get hurt.”
After saying that, I refused the protective suit and slowly entered the separate palace.
As I slowly entered, opening the door of the separate palace covered in talismans and magic circles, the first thing I felt was coldness.
For a very long ti.
It felt like an atmosphere where not a single point of human warmth had ever existed.
Of course, the physical temperature of the separate palace was normal, but just…
It felt like that.
After hearing the sound of the separate palace door closing, I took a short deep breath.
It was important to make the Princess depend on .
She was a child who had grown up suffering unimaginable abuse for 16 years.
Carefully.
It was important to beco friends slowly, without rushing.
“Princess Ione?”
I walked around various places in the separate palace.
But Princess Ione was nowhere to be seen.
Only the scenery of the separate palace, excessively clean and excessively empty, greeted .
This atmosphere is like sothing out of a Tsukuru horror ga.
-The inside of the separate palace seems empty.
-Where could Princess Ione be?
-Ah!
It was the kind of atmosphere where such an explanation window would appear and then the next mont the Princess would be behind , suddenly popping up?
,..Oh shit!!
She really was behind !!
When I turned around, startled by the sudden presence, a woman who looked exactly like Princess Alne whom I had t recently was quietly looking at .
The difference, of course, was the wings.
A pair of huge black wings that had grown on her back were fluttering as if they would almost cover the entire corridor of the separate palace.
Unlike Princess Alne, Princess Ione had her right eye closed.
I guess that must be the magic that blocked the connection between souls?
Shabby clothes.
Empty and hollow eyes that were hard to read emotions from.
Expressionless.
The eerie trio was complete.
Princess Ione was looking at with eyes like those of a broken person, without saying anything.
I swallowed my dry saliva silently and smiled at her.
She seed surprised at my smile.
I carefully spoke to her as she flinched and stepped back, “Hello, Princess. My na is Jericho Amael. Nice to et you.”
Princess Ione didn’t give any answer to my words either.
Can’t she speak?
There was a good possibility of that.
“You don’t need to be wary. I’m not here to harm you.”
It seemsednot wearing the protective suit was indeed the right choice.
She was looking at with an expression that was hard to read emotions from, but at least she didn’t show aggression towards or scream.
That could be considered fortunate.
“I ca to heal you…”
But the next mont.
More precisely, the mont I uttered the word “heal”.
Princess Ione suddenly changed.
“Ahhh!!!”
She had a seizure, screaming like a beast.
A long wound was left on my forearm from her hand that was swung randomly.
A deep and profound cut that could hardly be imagined to be from a fingernail scratch was made, and of course, blood started to gush out.
Ow!
Damn, it fucking hurts!
But still!…
It’s bearable.
A wound?
I’m not afraid at all.
Because I have body modification.
[Using body modification on yourself!]
The split skin closed and the flowing blood disappeared.
I showed that scene to Princess Ione as it was.
As the wound healed and disappeared in an instant, the Princess who had been screaming and raging like a beast stopped shouting and looked at .
For the first ti, sothing that could be called emotion appeared in her eyes.
Surprise.
Or wonder.
“It’s amazing, isn’t it? I don’t understand the principle well either, but I have the ability to heal people,” I said in a cheerful voice, but the Princess didn’t answer.
It was questionable whether she even understood words.
The Princess who just looked at expressionlessly seed to have a ntal state closer to a beast than a person.
Suddenly.
The young Princess in front of looked pitiful.
19 years old, not long after her coming-of-age ceremony.
At a ti when she should be happily hanging out with friends, buying costics, and eating tteokbokki, she was staying alone in this separate palace that looked like it could co out of an occult story, with a gloomy black wing on her back.
Moreover, she seed unable to speak.
It wasn’t strange.
She was a woman who had lived through 16 years of torture.
It would be stranger to think she’d be normal.
I was trying to make her depend on , but if her ntal state was closer to that of a beast, wouldn’t it be better to go through the process of building trust as if dealing with a real beast? I thought.
Alright.
Then I’ll do that.
First, I slowly approached the Princess.
And carefully.
Like reaching out a hand to a wary cat.
I placed my hand on her head.
She didn’t move.
She just looked at expressionlessly.
She quietly let pat her head.
While patting her, I checked her body condition with my skill, and as expected.
There were an enormous number of self-harm marks on her body that weren’t visible under her shabby clothes.
Moreover, her body was so emaciated that it was doubtful whether this was really the body of a 19-year-old young lady.
It’s miserable.
Can’t I sohow extract and remove the fragnt of the evil god with my skill?
[Skill activation is only possible if the target is a living creature!]
As if reading my thoughts, the skill window displayed a guide in front of my eyes.
Well, would a fragnt of an evil god be a living creature?
How annoying.
If I could just cast a skill, it would be done in one go.
There was no choice.
First, I neatly erased the self-harm marks left on her body.
I also changed her emaciated body, which seed to have co from not eating or sleeping properly, to be exactly the sa as Princess Alne’s body shape that I saw yesterday.
[Body modification impossible!]
The only part I couldn’t change was the wings, and when I tried to remove that part, I felt like soone outside was deliberately interfering with the modification, and the skill bounced off.
It was obvious.
The wings that grew because of the fragnt of the evil god, so it must be the fragnt of the evil god that was interfering with their removal.
For now, it seed I had to stop here.
When the treatnt was over, the Princess, who seed itchy, purred and then stepped back to look at her body.
Realizing that her wounds had disappeared and that fat and muscle had nicely attached to her emaciated body, the Princess broke her expressionless face and showed an openly surprised expression.
I couldn’t help but smile seeing her hurriedly looking at her body.
It looked good.
Her reaction was unexpectedly cute too.
That’s it for today.
If I push too much progress at once, she might be surprised.
“Tomorrow. I’ll co again. Let’s et again tomorrow for sure. So don’t get sick, don’t get hurt, and wait for ,” I said to her with a smile, but Princess Ione just stood frozen, unable to answer.
I left the separate palace.
Fortunately, it seed like a not-bad first eting.
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