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“…I haven’t had any energy all day, Elijah.”
When Falco said those words, Trisha, who was sitting across from him and reading a book, nodded silently.
The extent to which Elijah was locked in his room and cut off from the outside world. Because the past few days have been really serious.
It could be said that this attitude is very strange for someone who has passed the first trial of the warrior selection test with the highest score.
At least externally, everything that happened during the selection test was kept confidential.
If it weren’t for a woman who could see emotions with her eyes, it would have been impossible to even guess that something big had happened inside her.
“…”
Trisha, who had not said anything until now, sighed heavily at those words.
Of course, they all know that Elijah’s moods are much worse than expected, contrary to external evaluations, but there is usually only one case where he is discouraged to this degree.
At least that’s what she knew.
“What about Mr. Dowd?”
“…Why him?”
Falco tilted his head at her question. She seemed not to know Trisha’s intentions, but like a model student, she seemed to come up with an answer quickly.
“I heard… at least a rumor.”
“rumor?”
“That person had a lot of negative rumors going around in the faculty. “He’s a crazy dog-lover.”
“…”
Sadly, there was no way Trisha could deny the rumor itself.
Didn’t Elijah himself know that the other person was that kind of person and yet he made a fool of himself?
“It did?”
“however…”
Falco, who had spoken that far, shook his head with an expression of great embarrassment.
“I heard that he is currently hospitalized in the medical unit?”
Then, the reason why Elijah is so weak may also be related to that.
Elijah was the one who openly said he would ‘protect’ that area. If he was hospitalized in a medical unit, it would be reasonable to infer that he was unable to protect Dawood from some ‘thing’, no matter what it was.
As Trisha was stroking her chin while thinking that, Falco immediately said the following sentence.
“But there are at least 15 women crowded in front of it.”
“…”
“There are quite a few kids in the department who are happy that this is their chance to finally clear up the karma of that promiscuous bastard-”
of course.
It was clear that there was a reason for checking the faces of the ‘competitors’ at once, beyond simply not being able to protect it.
What I’m curious about is what on earth happened there to bring together people who would normally have met each other face-to-face?
‘…Mr. Dowd.’
Trisha turned her head and looked at the medical unit building, which was currently closed off.
I don’t know, but it’s probably a measure implemented because something quite remarkable is happening inside.
‘What on earth happened to you?’
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“…”
“…”
There was only heavy silence in the hospital room.
Two humans were lying side by side on the bed. One is Yuria Greyhauncher. One is Dowd Campbell.
“What is the condition?”
Prime Minister Sullivan opened his mouth in a stern voice.
The saint and Princess Tristan who were standing next to him also seemed to be concentrating on Lord Indra, gulping down their dry saliva at those words.
‘…What on earth is this guy doing that attracts so many people at once?’
Such a thought passed through the mind of Lord Indra of the medical unit.
Immediately, there were about a dozen people gathered outside the hospital room, curious about the man’s condition, but all of them had been kicked out by Lord Indra of the medical unit for reasons of the patient’s stability.
At least these three people were chosen as representatives.
Lord Indra carefully collected his magic power spread out everywhere.
“Both vital signs are normal. “It means there’s nothing wrong with your body.”
“…Then what about the non-body side?”
When such questions were asked one after another, Lord Indra closed his mouth and shook his head.
“If it’s about amnesia… I don’t know the exact reason. But I do know that there was a very complicated process involved in the ‘soul’.”
“process?”
“First of all, the body of this man named Daoud is now without an ‘original soul.’ “Someone stole it.”
“…”
At Lord Indra’s words, everyone’s eyes turned towards Yuria.
In particular, there was a look of burning hatred in Prime Minister Sullivan’s eyes.
“Looking at the reactions, it seems like everyone is guessing the cause, and that’s right. It’s like the souls of these two are mixed. “The souls of these two people are all contained within the body of this student named Yuria.”
In other words.
It would be safe to say that it feels like the white devil is holding on to this man’s soul and not letting go.
As if he was growling that he would never give it to anyone else.
“But… if you don’t have a soul, isn’t it normal to be in a vegetable state, unable to do anything? “Why is Daoud able to move?”
The soul is a storage device that contains the memories and personality of an object.
Conceptually, the moment it leaves the body, the body will be no different from dead meat, but Daoud was able to move normally despite suffering from memory loss.
How is that possible?
“Well, didn’t the spirit appear at the end of the trial?”
“I did… but what does that have to do with anything?”
“Now the spirit that attacked this man is ‘replacing’ this man’s soul.”
Everyone in the room blinked in a daze.
“how?”
“The body is a vessel that contains the soul, and even if there is no soul, its ‘nature’ remains. I don’t know what trick this man was pulling in that short moment. At that time, he processed the spirit body into an ‘artificial soul’. So that the body can function without difficulty even if there is no soul of its own.”
“…”
Everyone in the room was silent.
Just by hearing the story, you will quickly understand that it is a feat that reaches the level of a miracle.
What I don’t understand is that in that short moment, he made that decision, put it into action, and succeeded in the end.
“…Geoul is a mogul.”
While Prime Minister Sullivan was moaning those words, Lord Indra spoke again.
“Of course, even such a stunt is only a temporary measure in the end. If the soul within the body of this student named Yuria cannot be breathed into the body, the body will eventually die.”
At the same time as the words flowed out.
Heavy inside the hospital room
At the same time, a very heavy tension began to spread outside the hospital room.
‘…Why outside?’
Elnor looked at the hospital room door with a dumbfounded expression.
It was clear that I was eavesdropping as if it was completely normal.
anyway.
“…Is there a way, Lord Indra?”
Lord Indra spoke with a sigh as Elnor spoke in a gloomy voice.
“Unfortunately, not right now. “While the spirit body is replacing this man’s soul, special effects may appear, so it would be best to treat him as naturally as possible.”
“What if it has an impact…?”
“There may be some changes in personality or behavior. “It’s more than just losing your memory.”
“effect?”
“Because it is an artificial soul, the ‘knowledge’ that the person has accumulated is there, but all of the ‘experience’ has been lost, isn’t it? So the resistance will be much lower.”
“…What does that mean?”
“It’s simple, Prime Minister.”
Lord Indra continued speaking while rubbing his head.
“It is said that there is a high possibility that they are much more ‘naive’ than you think.”
“…”
“If someone is trying to deceive you, there is a very high chance that they will be deceived.”
“…”
Inside and outside the hospital room, there was such silence that even loud breathing could be heard.
Absolutely.
It was silence like the calm before a storm.
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[…Hmmmm…]
Caliban Chrysanax let out a deep sigh.
He seemed like he couldn’t believe what he just heard.
After this guy came to his senses in the evening, he had somehow managed to continue the conversation by talking to me.
[…What did you just say?]
Dowd Campbell tilted his head.
From his innocently opened eyes, there was a desperate expression that he had no idea what the problem was with what he had just said.
“…I told you that I don’t like people who are like promiscuous people.”
[…]
“Among the people who mess with this woman and that woman, there is no one with a straight head.”
[…]
“I don’t know why you’re suddenly asking such a topic…”
[…Oh, right. You are right. sorry.]
Caliban responded with a look of bewilderment as he spoke as if he was truly embarrassed.
‘…Who is this bastard?’
Does losing even one memory change your nature?
Is this the guy who proudly said in front of the people involved that he would live with several women?
“Um… By the way, can I ask you one thing?”
[what?]
“From what you’re saying, it seems like you were close friends with me before you lost your memories. What kind of person was I?”
[…]
“I guess he was a good person because so many people came to the hospital for me. Is that right?”
[…Uh, that’s…]
“It seemed strange that there were only women… but it was clear that they were all friends. “It seems like my school days were full of good friends!”
Caliban is a Guardian.
Basically, it means a just and kind-hearted human being.
Telling the truth to a pure soul who knows nothing and asks about his past with sparkling eyes is something he cannot bear.
[…No, whatever. okay. uh. that’s right…]
“As expected, isn’t it?”
When Daoud grinned and said those words, Caliban closed his mouth as if he couldn’t answer anything more.
Unlike usual, I was doubly embarrassed because it clearly conveyed that he was saying that sincerely.
As he was swallowing those feelings inside, someone knocked on Daoud’s hospital room door.
“…Isn’t it time for the caregiver to come?”
Daoud tilted his head and stood up from the bed while saying that.
It is quite late in the evening. It wouldn’t be a time when visitors could come. Who on earth is this?
With that in mind, I opened the door, and there was someone Dawood knew.
“Ah, so Elijah…?”
Daoud’s voice was half happy and half perplexed.
I know that he is a grateful person who picked me up when I fell and rushed to his duty like crazy. But why did you come here at such an odd hour instead of regular visiting hours?
I can’t believe I was thinking like that.
Elijah, with a strangely red face, squeezed Daoud’s shoulder.
“…thank god. “I came first before everyone else came.”
“…Mr. Elijah?”
If you look closely, your breath is strangely sweet.
“…Do you have a fever? I will call Lord Indra, so please wait a moment.”
[…]
No, I think I just rolled my eyes at the thought of trying something.
While Caliban was pondering the words he could not bring himself to say out loud, Elijah took a deep breath and opened his mouth.
“Teacher, listen carefully.”
“Yes, I will listen carefully.”
In response to the calm answer, Elijah made a loud noise and squeezed his chest.
How cute is this guy?
Although I heard that Lord Indra would behave like this.
Like this… ‘naive’ Daoud has more destructive power than you might think.
“…”
of course.
As such, what she is doing now cannot be considered humanely the right thing to do.
At least you can’t lose the player to other women…!
This is the bare minimum measure to protect this person from those scary women…!
“Other guys will continue to say nonsense. Don’t listen to that. Just listen to me. “You understand, right?”
“…yes?”
“First of all, there is one thing you need to know.”
Elijah took a deep breath.
“My teacher and I are actually engaged.”
“…”
Daoud’s face turned slightly pale.
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fantasy,
