Instead of My Beloved Sister, I Married a Monster - Chapter 69

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Chapter 69

That’s when it happened. Just as suddenly as he had left, Giyermo returned.

“Lord Giyermo!”

Evnia called out to him with a delighted voice as she rose from her seat.

Giyermo appeared with two men slung over his shoulders and mercilessly threw them to the ground.

Though they were all unconscious from whatever had happened during the rescue process, fortunately there didn’t seem to be any seriously injured.

Only then did Evnia relax and begin to pour out her complaints mixed with reproach.

“Why are you so late! You said you could only last 15 minutes, so how could you come back using up all the time like this?”

Only a very small amount of sand remained in the upper part of the hourglass Giyermo had left behind.

How anxiously they had watched that golden stream flowing down mercilessly.

Just as Evnia was about to let out a wailing cry that she really thought something terrible had happened.

Giyermo retorted as if it were absurd.

“I set that for 10 minutes before leaving.”

Evnia could only close her mouth sheepishly.

She had been too flustered to think that he would have calculated even the buffer time.

While Evnia fell silent, having lost her words, Giyermo approached where the people were gathered.

Passing through those blocking his view and reaching Nick, he looked down at the now-healed wound and said.

“And it seems the patient has disappeared now.”

Then a meaningful “hmm” sound flowed from his lips.

Seeing him pull up the corners of his mouth as if amused, he seemed to have already roughly figured out what had happened to them.

At this, Evnia hurriedly stepped forward and began explaining what had just occurred, hoping he would add convincing commentary to her description.

“I just touched the wound, and suddenly light came from my hand and it all healed like that. Suddenly.”

“I’m sure it did.”

“Nothing like this has ever happened before… I think it must be the ring’s effect. I touched the wound with the hand wearing the ring, so it detected that and…”

“That’s an item that only heals the wearer. External contact doesn’t count.”

Giyermo firmly dismissed Evnia’s opinion.

Evnia, who had been rambling in confusion, finally stopped and halted her words.

When she looked up from examining her ring finger, she saw Giyermo smiling brightly with an expression of utmost delight.

He bowed exaggeratedly like an actor on stage and said.

“Congratulations, Bride. You’ve finally awakened as a less worthless human.”

“What do you mean…”

“This is the typical work of a healing-type Blessed One. Simple wounds can be treated with ordinary magic too, but it’s qualitatively different from a professional healer’s touch. If the former works by deceiving the body and temporarily speeding up the biological clock, the latter fills you up abundantly from within…”

“Wait, wait.”

Evnia hastily stopped Giyermo from continuing his lengthy explanation.

Of course she would need to learn such detailed concepts someday, but right now she needed simpler and clearer language.

Evnia asked in a voice of disbelief.

“So you’re saying I can heal other people?”

“Yes.”

At Giyermo’s quick answer, Evnia unconsciously took a deep breath.

Slowly exhaling the air that had spread through her lungs, Evnia continued with her next question incoherently.

“…How? I mean, why suddenly…”

“Well, maybe the awakening agent you were doused with yesterday acted as a catalyst? It was rather strange. Usually people die from that.”

So Seven hadn’t been worrying about me for nothing these past two days?

Evnia shuddered at the chills running through her.

So the awakening agent wasn’t spoiled. Getting doused with it doesn’t just hurt a lot—you die!

If I hadn’t been a Blessed One, I could have died unjustly just for touching a mirror wrong.

No, I wouldn’t have died because of the ring, but I would have experienced death-like agony.

Evnia’s face turned pale at the terrible imagination that came to mind.

Evnia tried to maintain her composure and continued the conversation.

“Have there been such cases? I mean, like me, coming into contact with awakening agent and manifesting abilities…”

“No, this is my first time seeing it too.”

“Ah, you said it’s poison to ordinary people. No wonder you wouldn’t know. There wouldn’t have been conditions to experiment in the first place…”

Just as Evnia was trailing off sheepishly, thinking it had been a stupid question.

Giyermo answered with an expression asking what she was talking about.

“During the Great War, they captured people indiscriminately and tortured them to forcibly awaken abilities, so poison being a problem wouldn’t have mattered. It was probably just hard to experiment because it’s such a rare drug. The ingredients are very expensive.”

At that moment, Evnia suddenly realized anew that they weren’t the only ones in this place.

Because the people nearby, apparently moved by the recent story, began adding their own words one by one.

“Sigh, what a cruel world.”

“Money is scary, so scary…”

“That castle must have a lot of dangerous things. If someone like us had been doused with that awakening agent or whatever, we would have nearly died, right?”

“Still, it’s fortunate that the lady is safe…”

It seemed they should stop broadcasting family affairs around here.

At this rate, even the number of silver utensils in Litberg Castle would become gossip.

Evnia calmly approached the young men Giyermo had brought.

Though they seemed quite fine, having just fainted from shock, that didn’t mean there was nothing to treat.

Examining the scratches and scrapes remaining on various parts of their bodies, Evnia let out a small deep breath.

Placing her right hand on a torn knee and applying force like before, light soon began to spread from where they touched.

Perhaps because it was a minor injury, the reaction was weaker than before, but Evnia succeeded in completely healing the wound this time too.

Even though she deliberately didn’t use her left hand wearing the ring.

‘It must be real.’

Evnia reached out her hand toward another wound as if entranced.

Even though it was clearly happening right before her eyes, she couldn’t quite grasp whether this was reality.

Just as Evnia was frantically continuing her healing, marveling at the miracle she had wrought.

The villagers who had somehow come close to watch the scene suddenly burst into applause.

Flustered by the pouring praise, Evnia couldn’t respond at all and just fumbled around the bodies of the unconscious ones.

It seemed what she had just treated was the last, as no more wounds were visible.

‘So that’s why they’re applauding.’

Just as she was feeling inwardly disappointed that she could no longer test her ability.

A clever idea suddenly occurred to her, and Evnia slowly raised her head.

“…Is there anyone else here who might be hurt?”

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“A newlywed groom is returning home quite late, leaving his bride behind. What would you do if something happened to the Bride?”

It was just as he was about to knock on the door after much hesitation.

At the voice echoing from the end of the corridor, Ram slowly withdrew his hand and turned toward where the sound came from.

Giyermo, who had been standing at the boundary between light and shadow, smiled meaningfully, curling his lips as soon as their eyes met.

The mask covering his face was reflecting the light, gleaming ominously to an unpleasant degree.

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