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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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I entered the room at the end of the hallway.
Saten and Estia were huddled over a desk, arguing.
“No! I’m right!”
“That’s impossible. I’m right.”
“I’m the Saintess! I know better than you!”
“I’m telling you, I’m right.”
“…Stop fighting, you two. What are you arguing about this time?”
Saten and Estia turned to look at me. They hadn’t even noticed me enter. They shouted even louder.
“Brother! I’m right, aren’t I!?”
“Mister, tell her I’m right. Estia is too young to understand.”
“We’re the same age! Don’t underestimate me because I’m short!”
They were at it again.
I said firmly,
“Stop. Explain the situation clearly.”
Saten stood up and walked towards me. She was clearly annoyed, her expression a stark contrast to her usual blankness. The battle with the Demon Lord of Sloth had awakened something in her.
“Mister.”
“Yes, Saten.”
“Estia isn’t listening to me. To increase the success rate of the method you mentioned, we need to experiment. But Estia refuses.”
“I don’t want to experiment! Why should I! No! I won’t do it!”
Estia banged her fists on the desk, throwing a tantrum. But her words were laced with the fear born from trauma. I couldn’t side with Saten.
“Don’t force Estia to experiment.”
“That’s right! Don’t force me!”
“…Hiding behind Brother and talking big. Let’s see how long that lasts.”
“Bleh~”
Estia, seizing the opportunity, stuck her tongue out at Saten from behind me. She seemed emboldened by her newfound ability to use divine power.
More importantly…
“Estia, has there been any progress with the treatment?”
“Hmm, well, Brother. There has been some progress! Look at the bed!”
“Their symptoms have subsided.”
“Yes, they’re recovering thanks to my divine power! One more treatment should do it!”
Saten and Estia had been treating the unconscious brothers. Saten wanted to conduct more experiments before they regained consciousness, while Estia wanted to focus on their recovery.
That’s why they were arguing.
‘Still, a Saintess is a Saintess…’
She’s doing well even without a teacher. She would improve even faster once her teacher arrived.
Perhaps Estia’s reluctance to participate in the special training was because she needed a catalyst to unlock her full potential.
‘…That can’t be right.’
I looked at the brothers lying peacefully on the bed. Estia reached out towards them.
“Goddess! Please let these two wake up! Heal them!”
As Estia finished speaking, a warm light filled the room. A healing light that mended wounded souls.
Estia, truly using her divine power, focused on healing.
The light enveloped the brothers, and…
“U-Ugh… w-where am I…?”
…they began to stir.
I placed a hand on Estia’s head.
“You did it, Estia. They’re both awake.”
“Of course! I’m the Saintess!”
Estia, elated by her success, cheered. The brothers, confused, looked around. I explained the situation to them.
“Are you feeling better?”
“Y-Yes… but… where are we…?”
“My house. We healed you after you were attacked by the Demon Lord.”
“Th-Thank you…! B-By the way… what happened to that girl who protected us…? The one who called herself the Hero…?”
They were grateful to Luna. I decided to tell them the truth.
“Luna is the Hero. And she defeated the Demon Lord.”
“R-Really…?! That little girl is the real Hero…!? Like in fairy tales…!?”
“Yes, Luna is the Hero. And this girl next to me, believe it or not, is the Saintess.”
“Wow… A-Amazing…! Hahaha…!!”
Hahaha…!!
The brothers burst into laughter.
“Hahaha…!! Haha…!! Hahaha…!”
“…What’s going on?”
“Brother, why are they laughing? It’s creepy.”
“I agree. It’s unsettling. Should we kick them out?”
“Hahaha…!! Haha…!!”
“…I’ll give them 30 seconds.”
If they didn’t stop laughing in 30 seconds… I would kick them out. It wasn’t just the noise, their laughter was unsettling.
“H-Haha…!! J-Just a moment…! Haha…!!”
The younger brother, unable to stop laughing, said,
“I-I can’t… ha… I can’t stop laughing…!! Hahaha…!! Ha…!”
“…”
…Is this a side effect?
I asked Estia,
“Estia, how many times did you use your divine power on them?”
“Four times!”
“And on me?”
“O-Once…! But it felt like twice…!”
“…? Why are you embarrassed?”
“I don’t know! Don’t ask!”
Estia shrieked and covered her mouth. I didn’t understand her reaction, but it wasn’t important.
“So that’s what happens when you receive too much divine power.”
“H-Haha…!! I can’t…! Hahaha…!! I can’t stop laughing…!”
Well, it’s better than dying.
“If you’re still laughing after a day, come back.”
This laughter was driving me crazy. I sent the brothers home.
‘Now that I’ve seen Estia’s potential…’
We should go out together after dinner. It would be good to use Estia’s abilities to save people. I went downstairs, where Luna was waiting for me.
“Mister, what’s wrong with them? They woke up, but they’re acting strange! They keep laughing!”
“It’s a side effect of the divine power.”
“What! Then are you in danger too!?”
Luna frantically examined me, searching for any abnormalities. Finding none, she sighed in relief.
“The outside looks fine…? Is it an internal problem…!?”
“…I’m fine. Let’s go eat.”
“Wait! Mister!”
Luna leaned closer.
“Do you want me to flick you on the forehead?”
“No! You promised to pat my head!”
“…I forgot because of the side effects.”
“That’s not a thing! Liar! Do it now!”
I had no choice. I patted Luna’s head. She purred contentedly.
‘…She really is like a golden retriever.’
Luna, a dog in the best sense of the word, smiled.
“Mister!”
“Yes?”
“Guess what those laughing boys said to me!”
“Something like, ‘You’re not the Hero, stop lying.’”
“No! They said they wanted to be Heroes too!”
They said I was cool for defeating the Demon Lord! They want to be like me!
Luna, who used to admire Heroes in fairy tales, was now the object of admiration.
The process had been difficult, but the result…
‘…isn’t so bad.’
I didn’t know how long this peaceful daily life would last, but I hoped it wouldn’t end anytime soon.
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After dinner, I went outside with Estia. Knights were busy with the recovery efforts.
“There are so many people! It’s overwhelming!”
“…There are. And we’re attracting attention. Pull your hood down further.”
“Okay, Brother!”
Estia pulled her hood down, concealing her face. No one would recognize her unless they knew her personally. We continued walking.
“They’ve cleared away the bodies. And they’re repairing the damaged buildings.”
“Yes, that’s good!”
“Indeed.”
By the way…
“Why are you following us, Luna?”
“I’m bored!”
“…”
Bored.
That was a valid reason. I couldn’t bring myself to scold her, so I let her tag along.
‘…It’s not easy to be strict with her after knowing what she went through.’
That building… was where they had gathered the survivors.
A building filled with grief and sorrow. I entered without hesitation, Estia following close behind.
A burly guild employee stopped us.
“Name?”
“…What?”
“The name of the unconscious person. What’s their name?”
He must have thought I was related to one of the unconscious people lying on the floor. I shook my head.
“I’m not related to anyone here.”
“Then leave. This isn’t a sightseeing spot.”
“What if I’m here to heal them?”
“…There’s someone in charge inside. If you can heal them, please do. Help them regain consciousness.”
The guild employee, despite his rough appearance, seemed to have a kind heart.
Estia and I headed inside. There were over 300 people lying unconscious. They were alive, but their souls were injured by the Demon Lord’s power.
“Estia, can you heal them?”
“I don’t know! I’ll try!”
“Wait. Let’s talk to the person in charge first.”
I wasn’t sure who was in charge, but it was best to inform them of our intentions. I walked further inside and saw a knight directing the other personnel.
A woman with long silver hair, clad in silver armor. She must be the one in charge. I approached her.
“Are you in charge here?”
“I am, but… Jun? What are you doing here? Is someone you know injured?”
The silver-haired woman asked, as if she knew me.
She seemed friendly, but…
‘Who is she…? Why does she know me…?’
I had never met her before. She wasn’t in my memories.
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Uh-oh, so it was some kind of limited memory loss, huh?
Damn, he was only hit in the shoulder and has partial memory loss. I wonder if he remembers his teacher. Thanks for the translation!