Chapter 143
The silver-haired brat was laughing while poking my cheek. Damn, my ears were ringing, and here she was, poking me like this while I was in pain. What kind of brat does this?
“So, let’s make a deal. You don’t want to die like this, right?”
Damn, even moving my mouth was difficult. Even if I wanted to say something, this damn mouth had to move before I could speak.
“Ah, your mouth isn’t moving? Come here, let him heal just your mouth.”
“No, I’m not the type to heal wounds, I turn wounds into dreams…”
“…Hey.”
The silver-haired brat kicked the shins of the man in black. Ouch, that must’ve hurt.
“AAAH!”
“When did I tell you to talk back? You promised to serve me after getting your ass kicked by me, right? Then you should do as I say, stop whining, you damn…”
The brat was spitting out insults that sounded seriously intense even to me. It felt like a singer from a country that had its own language of curses was singing.
“So just heal her mouth, you little bastard.”
“Isn’t it funny that I’m the one from the afterlife and you want me to save someone?”
“Shut up and do it.”
Then the man in black closed his mouth and approached me. As he extended his hand, the world in front of me suddenly went dark. Was I going to die like this? There was still so much I wanted to do…
Just as I was accepting the darkness and trying to get used to death, I heard the brat’s voice again.
“No, you’re not dead, you idiot.”
“Eh…?”
That’s strange, I could barely even move my mouth…
“I just made it so you can move your mouth a little, so think carefully and answer. You don’t want to die, right? Then I can make that happen.”
“Eh…?”
“Seriously, lady, you’re so frustrating. I said I can heal your nearly-dead injury.”
If things kept going like this, death was guaranteed. Even skilled healers wouldn’t be able to heal this kind of injury. But if she could heal something like that… I wanted to accept any condition.
“I’ll give you anything… please, save me…”
I didn’t want to die like this. There were things I wanted to say to Werner. There was still so much I wanted to do. I had suffered my entire life, but I didn’t want to die like this. I had to live, no matter what I had to sacrifice.
“You don’t need anything too extravagant. The basics of a deal are that you pay for it with something of equal value, right? If you want to reverse time, you would have to give up the strength or privileges you’ve built up, or if you want power, you’d have to give up the amount of time it took to reach that power…”
“So what will you ask of me…?”
“Life is paid with life.”
Life for life… what the hell is she planning to ask for?
“Later, I’m going to take the child you care about most.”
“Fine.”
“Okay, that’s hard to decide on… wait, what did you say?”
“I said fine, and hurry up and heal me, I’m in pain.”
“Aren’t you scared that I’m going to take your child?”
What kind of nonsense is this? I’m still a virgin and not even married. And if I die, wouldn’t everything be meaningless? I couldn’t understand the intent behind such a petty question.
“Hey, what if you regret it later after you have a child…?”
“Eh, then I’ll just say I don’t know about it, or I’ll lie and say the puppy is my most cherished child.”
The brat suddenly burst out laughing, clutching her stomach. What could possibly be so funny?
“Hehehe… Ahahaha! You’re the best! You’re my favorite out of everyone I’ve met! You’re a crazy, dishonest woman… but you really exceeded my expectations.”
The silver-haired brat said this and then punched the man in black’s belly.
“Heal her.”
“Alright, alright.”
The man in black said that, and then snapped his fingers. I was skeptical about what kind of healing this could be, but then the pain disappeared. My body no longer hurt, and my wounds were gone. Even the broken bones returned to their original state. Actually, it didn’t feel like I had ever been hurt at all—more like the entire thing was a dream.
“The deal is done, so let’s go. It’s been so long since I’ve met such a satisfying human.”
The silver-haired brat said this and then disappeared without a word. The man in black clicked his tongue and left the following words behind.
“Hey, miss, don’t underestimate that little brat. She’s not someone you can trick or chase away… Don’t regret your choice today.”
I will never regret today’s choice. Never.
.
.
.
Looking at the bodies of the fallen mages of the Earth Tower… I felt no emotion. Instead, I felt relieved that those annoying old men were dead.
Ah… I’m thirsty. I looked around hoping to find some water, not blood, but it seemed my expectations were too high.
“Lorcha!”
It was Werner’s voice. But even though it was his voice… it sounded a bit younger, like from the past? Damn, this is why you shouldn’t trust cheap treatments. My ears must be malfunctioning.
At that moment, Werner appeared in front of me. But why was he in the appearance of a 10-year-old instead of his usual 29-year-old self? Did my eyes break too, not just my ears? Damn, this is a total scam.
“Wait… Why do you keep looking like that damn brat… I mean, why do you look like a 10-year-old? Did my eyes go bad too? Damn, I must be seeing things.”
“Don’t say weird things. I really did get younger.”
“What?”
“Because I used magic for the healing… Ugh, it’s complicated to explain. Anyway, what’s going on here?”
Werner frowned as he looked around at the bodies of the fallen mages and the elders of the Earth Tower. Yeah, it seems like he’s gotten used to seeing corpses like this.
“Well… I’ll explain from the beginning.”
I told him everything that happened today—the contract with the Spirit King, the sudden attack by Gaius, the mage of the Earth Tower, and how Gaius introduced himself as Tristan from the Black Round Table before leaving…
“But you’re surprisingly fine?”
“Oh… Ah! Valena helped me!”
Honestly, if I told him about the sudden appearance of the silver-haired brat and the man in black who healed my mouth and then said they’d spare my life in exchange for my child… they’d probably think I was crazy. Honestly, I didn’t believe this reality either.
“Is that so…?”
“Yeah! Do you think I’d get hit by that kind of attack just because I’m the Mage of the Water Tower?”
I was honestly afraid. The man had unleashed such powerful magic without any incantations. He was someone far beyond my reach.
“Tristan from the Black Round Table… He must be a high-ranking member of the Black Round Table.”
Werner rested his chin and started thinking seriously. Ah… he used to be so cute when he was younger. Well, I like him grown-up too…
“Werner, I don’t sense anything suspicious around here.”
It was one of the heroes, Lady Camellia. I had run into her often when I was young, so we were on friendly terms. Without thinking, I waved my hand, and she waved back lightly.
“Ah, good work, sister. Hah… So the enemy escaped, and we don’t know what kind of trap they’re preparing, but we still have to go… that’s it, damn it.”
“If you really don’t want to, you can leave it to me or Ricardo…”
“No, since he’s called Tristan… I’ll have to meet him and talk to him directly. I promised.”
“Promise…? With whom?”
“With someone I almost became friends with.”
Werner said this and then walked out. His legs had shrunk too, making his walking cute. Really…
“Hey, where are you going? What do you think you’re doing with that body…”
“To the brothel.”
“What?”
“Are you crazy?”
Lady Camellia and I were both taken aback. Why the hell is he going there suddenly?
“Why the hell are you going to the brothel, you crazy bastard!”
“Well, if I’m going to fight that bastard, I have to break this damn aging spell first!”
“What the hell are you talking about now!”
Werner scratched his head and started thinking for a good answer. Then, with an exasperated look, he sighed and revealed the shocking reason.
“Hah… Melissa told me the condition to break the aging spell… and it’s fucking…”
“What’s the condition?”
“It’s a trade with two women. The condition is that I have to release my energy with them… What do I do? I have to go to the brothel.”
“Melissa, that bitch…”
I think I heard Lady Camellia curse out loud, but maybe it was just my imagination. Anyway, if that’s true, I could somewhat understand why Werner was going to the brothel.
But… I couldn’t accept the filthy prostitutes in the brothel taking care of Werner.
“I… I’ll do it! I can do it! If you go to the brothel, you might get some disease! Anyway… it’s dangerous, so I’ll do it!”
Then Werner’s face turned red.
“No, uh… well, thanks… but they said I need to do it with two women. If I do it with only you, it won’t mean anything, and… I can’t take you to the brothel…”
Ah… should I just let Werner go? At that moment, an unexpected voice was heard.
“…If you’re okay with it… I could help too…”
Lady Camellia raised her hand shyly, her face turning red.