Episode 88. Spare Time
-Kuaaaahh …
A scream is heard from somewhere.
It’s not uncommon for someone to die or cry out in pain from a fatal wound in the middle of a fierce battle.
From what I heard from afar, it didn’t seem like the fighting was taking place on this carriage side.
The only ones fighting the enemy from a distance are Radon, Jenny, and Ruska.
Jenny and Ruska were ruled out as candidates because they were far from the screams of a girl. Furthermore, they were not Radon’s screams either, because they were mixed with the sound of a beast’s cry.
It should at least be close to a human voice.
‘I hope everyone is safe.’
Mary thought it was fortunate that none of her friends had been affected.
But the fight can’t last long like this. No matter where else it may be, the priests are starting to reach their physical limits.
It’s the same with lycanthropes, but if we continue in this deadlock, it won’t be a win.
Besides subduing the sinners who had turned into monsters, they still had a long way to go.
The aftermath of the battle will be beyond imagination.
Even the vice-captain, Crudy, is barely breathing. In addition, he needs to replenish his stamina to endure the cold in the middle of this snowy field.
It’s unlikely that anyone would have planned to stay in a place like this for a long time on a long journey.
“Guys, come out!”
Mary’s cry, as she calmly assessed the situation, caused a great shock. Then, a hot wind blew and the temperature, which had been noticeably low, rose sharply.
Before long, a group of nature’s will had formed behind Mary.
Megra, the superior fire spirit.
Intermediate wind spirit stone.
Advanced Lightning Spirit Blitz.
In addition, multiple spirits with various attributes shouted as if blowing trumpets.
“Hey, what is that!”
“Are they spirits? Why are there so many of them?”
“There’s no need to be scared! It’s obvious that a mere brat will be handling this mess anyway!”
The sinners who had been transformed into lycans broke out in a cold sweat at the sight of the suddenly appearing army of spirits. It was already a difficult situation to deal with the clergy.
He only said it in vain. In reality, I was hoping that the kid was just a fool who was not good at handling spirits and had summoned them in vain.
He must have been a kid by the way. I wondered how he got picked for such a dangerous place with his small body.
but…
“Who just now… called you a brat?”
At that moment, a strange energy that swallowed up even the cold was transmitted. Goosebumps ran down the spines of both enemy and friendly forces.
The knight and lycanthrope, who were in a fierce standoff, briefly turned their gaze to Mary.
“I asked. Which kid called you a brat?”
I don’t know why I’m talking nonsense in the midst of all this, but I can never ignore that amount of magical power.
It wasn’t for nothing that everyone’s attention was focused on her. The magical power coming from that young body seemed to be seeing an unknown being whose end was unknown.
Moreover, he did not seem at all tired of maintaining a group of spirits that was so large that it did not even require a separate legion.
“Pop out for a 3 second count. One… two…”
Three, the moment he did that, lightning struck and scorched the area. The wind mixed with high heat blew, forming a red tornado.
And countless spirits advanced, biting the Lycans, and various mid-level and high-level elemental magic rained down from all directions.
At first glance, it appears to be indiscriminately firing magical power, but strangely, it focuses exclusively on Lycans.
Of course, the priests also retreated far away to avoid being caught up in the situation, as they could not guarantee their safety.
“What the heck is that?”
“What are we looking at now?”
“You really are a great friend. Right, senior?”
“huh…”
The priests who had been struggling to deal with the prisoners were dumbfounded.
They always had manners ingrained in them.
In order to prove the benevolence of the church, they never speak lightly or look down on anyone.
He never looked down on the inexperienced cadets who went on a mission, and of course, he didn’t look down on Mary, who was 16 years old but acted like a child.
Because it was the doctrine of the church to treat everyone equally when gathered in the same place.
“Hahahahaha! Where are you! Come out now! I’ll kill you all!”
The spirits roast and burn the lycan’s tough fur.
Lycan, who had forgotten how to control his strength, was struck by Mary’s advanced fire magic and was turned into a roasted tofu.
There was no room for them to interfere.
Sinners were swept away helplessly by lightning striking from the sky or by meteors crashing down with wings of flame.
Even the clergy thought that the one-sided massacre was ‘a bit too much’.
* * * * *
Before I knew it, the day had dawned.
The snow piled up on the snowfield gave off a dazzling sheen in the rising sunlight.
Although it was cold, it was a place with many compositions that could be captured in a salt-and-pepper magic tool.
But the beautiful sight was marred by craters and other blast marks, as if a disaster had occurred.
‘You broke it too easily.’
The battle with the sinner who turned into a lycanthrope has already ended.
Most of the guys were wiped out, with only a quarter surviving.
If such an emergency arose, it was the clergy who had the right to execute on the spot.
They staged a small-scale crusade and tried to get out of the snowfield as much as possible to find a place to rest.
As the temperature rose, the crunching sound of footsteps stopped.
It was still a bit chilly, but the warm clothing I was wearing was enough to completely counteract the cold.
The priests set up a temporary camp in an open space halfway up the rocky mountain.
Because the road was so bumpy and there were monsters everywhere, it was difficult to find a place to rest.
“Okay, it’s all tied up.”
Jenny and Ruska were mending my torn clothes.
I was left shivering in the cold because my parka and uniform were torn by that fucking sex offender, Juster.
If it weren’t for the ring that Igrit gave Crona, he would have ended up in a refrigerator.
“Let’s see. Wow…”
What Jenny gave me was a school uniform.
It would have been easier to mend than a parka… but it was so messed up that I doubted it was sewn with the feet.
The torn part had to be sewn together properly, but it ended up being sewn too tightly.
Just wearing it made my chest area feel so tight that I felt like it would break at any moment.
In addition, the gaps between the threads that were to be connected by sewing were wide.
“What do you think? Do you like it?”
“Yeah, that’s really great.”
[Erosion rate decrease: -2]
[+ 200 Credits]
“Right! Does that mean my skills are that great?”
You’re wrong, you idiot. Don’t you know sarcasm? Sarcasm?
Jenny smiled and said happily, thinking that she was being praised.
I wanted to hit him between the eyebrows with a stick.
“I did it all too.”
On the other hand, his anger subsided when he saw the parka that Ruska had restored.
The parka, which has a more complex structure than the school uniform, has been intricately sewn back to its original shape before it tears.
It was not just that he was dexterous, but it was also worthy of the title of a craftsman.
“You are also really amazing.”
“I’m glad you like it. I haven’t really tried it before.”
“I haven’t really done it before. Are you trying to deceive me now?”
Jenny, who saw Ruska’s work, puffed out her cheeks while comparing it to her own work. This indirectly confirmed that Ruska’s work was better than her own.
“But what can I do? It’s true.”
“Ugh…!”
Jenny’s face flushed as she looked at the uniform she had sewn.
I don’t know about the strength, but there was an overwhelming difference in the lyrical aspect. And on top of that, she was sharing a room with Radon.
However, it was difficult to give up the 1st star position that my family had barely prepared for me and transfer to a 3rd star position. I couldn’t help but feel angry.
“What do you want me to do?”
Ruska expresses her resentment with a trembling expression.
It may sound like a lie when you see this level of skill, but it’s not exactly wrong.
As we can see from his past history, Ruska has lived a harsh life, being treated as a child soldier.
Even though he lived a wild life, holding a knife instead of a doll, he has good hands, so it can only be seen as nature.
“What is it? Did you find the culprit you were looking for? The sorcerer you mentioned?”
When I asked Jenny in a sneaky way, she took on a very serious expression.
“I met whoever it was, but it seemed like he was a different person from the guy who killed my mother. I thought I finally found him.”
Jenny seemed quite disappointed, but Ruska didn’t act as if the situation was meaningless.
“But I’m glad I met them. The saint was exactly what they were after.”
Her younger sister, Angela, was a girl who had been chosen as a candidate for sainthood in the city of Kreuz.
Now, he couldn’t just leave those who were threatening his younger brother, the pillar of his life and the person he had to protect the most.
“That’s right! Those guys were after Angela! It was a good thing we took her down.”
Although Jenny was not her biological family member, she had secretly taken care of Angela while at the bachelor’s school. She felt a great sense of satisfaction in protecting the child she had grown attached to like a younger sister.
“The destination was definitely Kreuz, right? Then will I be able to meet Angela?”
“When I stopped by during the vacation, I was able to meet you thanks to the Dean’s invitation. I’m not sure if I can meet you just because I’m a cadet.”
“That once playful child is now a saint.”
‘A life turnaround.’
Given her status as a saint, it was inevitable that those words would be brought up.
He was finally given a chance to heal and be compensated for his terrible past of being a test subject since birth.
“What should I give you as a gift when we meet?”
“I don’t need anything else… I just need this guy.”
“huh?”
Ruska points at me with her chin.
Why me?
“Right? Mr. Rice Ball Chef.”
Ah… That’s why.
Unlike the main story, the first food Angela ate was a rice ball I made.
My back was already aching as I felt like I had to make at least 100 of them as soon as I saw them.
Still, I felt a sense of accomplishment in creating it because it had the strong support of a saint.
As scary as it sounds to talk about rice balls, it’s time to prepare dinner.
Now, the bread and juice that are being distributed have all run out. Everyone has reached a point where they have to solve the problem in their own wild way.
Since there were many plants, animals, and monsters that had adapted to the environment around them, I decided to hunt them.
It was easy to obtain materials by hunting wild animals.
“Hey guys! I know it’s a bit shameless, but can you help me out?”
At that moment, a priest came running out of breath. They were also preparing ingredients when they suddenly encountered a powerful monster.
If they were in perfect condition, they could handle it without a hitch, but they say they currently have a lot of casualties and need help.
“Then please cook well.”
“Don’t make it weird.”
With Ruska, Trisha, and I out, Jenny and Mary took charge of the cooking. They helped us put aside our worries and fight the monsters.
It was a ‘Mad Cow’ that looked to be at least several dozen meters tall.
If we just hunt this guy, we can fill the hungry stomachs of the priests.
In addition, if you adjust the juice of the Mad Cow with your divine power, you can make it into a health supplement. It is essential for the fallen Krudy and Gamur.
Krrrrrr!-
Mad Cow howling threateningly.
But the moment we entered the war, the situation changed in our favor.
With Muto and I working together, we were able to trip him up, and Ruska and Trisha were able to completely knock him down. Then the priests started finishing him off.
“Thank you very much. But that… is that a spirit?!”
Now that I think about it, I forgot.
After cutting his hair, his main body was exposed and Muto also regained his original color.
As is often the case with religions, anything related to curses is naturally regarded with blasphemy, not to mention spirits.
It was the moment when the wary eyes of the knight were shot at me.
“Everyone calm down.”
“Captain!”
The leader of the first sect leading this procession, Gamur Brutus, walked forward.
His body was not yet fully recovered, and he walked as if he was carrying something big on his back. He was clearly the leader of the Paladins, not possessed by Chandler.
“Why are you here? Go back to the carriage and get some rest…”
“Before that, listen to my story. If that friend hadn’t existed, you all know what would have happened to me. If that were the case, you would have heard it all.”
Even while possessed by Chandler, the memory remained intact.
He is especially overcome with guilt because he stabbed his subordinate, Krudy, in the back.
“It’s already shameful to have your body taken over by a sinner who is already so shameful, but I can’t mess things up again because of something trivial in a place like this.”
“He is a respectable student who carries out his duties as a cadet of Alighieri, and he is also my benefactor. Although it is not pleasant to use our main force, it is at times like this that we must uphold our doctrine.”
There was no believer who vomited at Gamur’s words, which were close to a speech.
The more lowly someone is, the more they find fault with him, because such behavior goes against the doctrine of the church.
“Thank you so much for wrapping me up.”
“There’s no need to be thankful. I was just following the doctrine.”
It was when Gamur gave me a gentle look.
“Friends! Come quickly, it’s done!”
Mary’s screams could be heard from afar.
“Go ahead and take a look.”
“yes.”
It seemed that there would be no trouble along the way, as the priests trusted Gamur very much.
The only problem is when you get to Kreuz, because it is expected that there won’t be many broad-minded people like Gamur there.
But you have to get there yourself to find out.
I decided to eat first and then think about it…
“Voila! Done!”
“A special meal made by Jenny and me! Now, applause!”
hmm….
“Why do you all have such expressions? I put so much care into making this.”
They didn’t seem to know what the problem was. Just looking at the visuals, it was a poison that would either cause a curse or rot your body if you even touched it, let alone ate it.
A dish from hell that no human could ever make. It was so shaped that it would make you high-five the King of Hell the moment you ate it, so mosaic processing was urgent.
“What on earth were the ingredients used to create this horrible hybrid?”
“Nothing much! I just ground up all the bugs nearby.”
Yeah, I knew this would happen. I thought Mary did it all by herself, but that wasn’t the case.
This is a collaboration with Jenny. Jenny’s amazing cooking skills and Mary’s terrible imagination have created a fantastic collaboration.
Even they said it was delicious after taking a bite… Ruska saw that and said with a look of criticism in his eyes.
“Are you guys crazy? This is going down your throat?”
“Yeah! It’s so delicious. It’s like honey.”
“Ruska, you should try it too.”
Are you telling me to eat and lie down?
Are the two of them getting along well and practicing assassination techniques?
For example, it wasn’t just me who thought that way.
Realizing that there was no answer, Ruska stood up, picked up his weapon, and headed somewhere.
“Where are you?”
“Where are you going? I have to get the ingredients again.”
“Why? We worked so hard to make it.”
“I don’t eat bugs like you. And I’ll take care of it myself, so don’t come with me. It’s bad luck.”
Filled with such complaints, Ruska took up his weapon and went hunting again.
Trisha took a bite out of curiosity, but passed out within a second.
There was now some justification for Ruska to be so upset.
“Hmm… I worked hard to make it. Why is it like this?”
“Does it taste weird?”
“Then wouldn’t it be strange? I should just throw it away right away.”
I picked up the bowl to deal with this cursed hybrid, but they stopped me.
“Why are you throwing it away? This precious thing?”
“I can’t believe it! Let’s feed it to other people and get their opinions.”
Are these guys really crazy? Are you determined to send them to the priests’ ghoul? And you think this is a waste? You fell asleep while waxing your armpit hair.
I don’t know about other fields, but when it comes to housework, you can’t let them do it.
”But isn’t cooking like this also something that comes naturally to me?”
But surprisingly, there were people who were worth eating.
There were starving prisoners inside the iron bars, and I gave them food out of compassion, telling them it was delicious.
After that, a terrible sound was heard and the erosion rate dropped significantly.
It was killing two birds with one stone, getting credit and even a little bit of time, but I couldn’t help but hear screams instead of evaluations.
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