My Right Hand Is Too Strong - Chapter 57
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My Right Hand Is Too Strong Episode 57
Episode 57. The Witch in the Sleeping Forest (1)
Walking in the direction Omen pointed, I successfully returned to the cabin.
My vision brightened in an instant.
It was so cozy that it was hard to believe a battle had taken place just moments ago.
I trudged into the cabin.
“Master, you’re back…”
Opening the cabin door and entering, I came face to face with Elpinire who had been waiting.
The moment she spotted me and Jini, all expression rapidly disappeared from her face.
“Master. Was there a battle?”
“Huh? Yeah. How did you know?”
“It would be strange not to know looking at your condition, Master.”
Only then did I realize what state I was in.
My clothes were melted, covered in blood.
It wasn’t a condition I could call good even as empty words.
‘I had forgotten.’
Clicking my tongue softly, I opened Jini’s room door and laid Jini on the bed.
Even after being moved to the cabin, Jini was still fast asleep.
After covering Jini with a blanket and coming out, I glanced at Elpinire waiting in front of the door.
“Master. What on earth happened?”
“It’s a long story…”
I scratched my cheek and told Elpinire everything that had happened, one by one.
Having received a full account of everything that had occurred, Elpinire gritted her teeth and muttered.
“So Jini was actually a slave, and her former master wielded magic…”
She muttered bitterly about it being magic again.
Leaving Elpinire like that, I slumped down into a chair.
I should change out of my tattered clothes first, but that could wait for later.
Right now there was only one thing I was curious about.
“Elpinire. So did you reach a conclusion about that doubt you had?”
Before we left the cabin, Elpinire had said there was something she wanted to experiment with.
After that, Elpinire had been waiting for us at the cabin.
That meant she must have reached a conclusion about that experiment.
At my words, Elpinire slowly nodded her head.
“The doubt I had was simple. This place is always shrouded in darkness, right?”
I nodded without answering.
“But I was curious about how plants could possibly be growing here.”
I widened my eyes at Elpinire’s doubt.
Come to think of it, that’s true.
This place blocks out all light.
Not only sunlight, but even the light from campfires is completely blocked.
But Darkness is a forest.
Just stepping outside the cabin, it’s filled with trees and flowers.
“Plants need photosynthesis to survive…”
“Right, Master. That’s what I was curious about.”
Plants need light to survive.
But the plants here were living without light.
Not only that.
“When we walked through the forest, we could see clearly for short distances.”
If it were a space where light completely doesn’t enter.
Naturally, when walking through the forest, we shouldn’t be able to see even an inch ahead.
But this place wasn’t like that.
We could visually identify things within about a 2-meter radius.
Elpinire had doubts about that part.
And she realized.
“The darkness here isn’t darkness.”
“If it’s not darkness, then what?”
“The darkness here is entirely made up of spirits.”
I tilted my head at Elpinire’s words.
I had already roughly expected that.
When I swung my fist using ‘Black Dragon’, didn’t the darkness split apart for a moment?
I had naturally thought it wasn’t ordinary darkness.
So this darkness must be made up of spirits.
At my response, Elpinire shook her head firmly as if to say no.
“Master. That’s not it.”
“If not that, then what?”
“The darkness here is made up of a single spirit.”
“…?!”
I widened my eyes at Elpinire’s words.
Darkness is incredibly vast.
Just the distance Jini and I walked today took well over an hour.
Even then, the forest didn’t end.
Rather, it continued on.
A single spirit controls such a wide area?
Elpinire glanced at my agitation and turned her gaze toward the window.
“Master. Do you think spirits have self-awareness or not?”
“They do.”
I nodded, thinking of Omen.
Omen, a high-level darkness spirit, understood everything I said and helped me by making his own judgments.
It would be rude to say such a being lacks self-awareness.
“Then, could multiple darkness spirits with such self-awareness all produce the exact same results?”
“…Probably not.”
No matter how much they’re the same species with the same nature.
As long as they have self-awareness, it’s impossible for all of them to produce identical results.
Right.
They must always produce the same results.
That’s why this forest.
The darkness that has settled here.
All of it, without exception.
“Was created by one massive darkness spirit.”
“…”
“And that spirit is… probably the Dark Spirit King.”
Unbelievable.
A spirit so massive it could shroud such a vast forest in darkness.
‘I should stay as quiet as possible.’
If I get on the Spirit King’s bad side, I’ll definitely die without even leaving bones behind.
Shuddering, I looked at the system.
‘Must be acknowledged by someone.’
The Tower of Echoes comes to mind.
Back then, I had to be acknowledged by El Spier and Elpinire.
Even with El Spier, they didn’t tell me the conditions.
The moment I encountered El Spier, the conditions were unlocked.
Just like the 4th Floor conditions were unlocked the moment I encountered the intruder, I’ll only know when I face the Quest target.
So for now.
“I’ll go wash up. Keep an eye on Jini to see if she wakes up.”
“Leave it to me, Master.”
I need to wash up first.
I gathered a change of clothes and a towel and walked toward the well.
The sticky blood had already hardened long ago.
* * *
A day passed.
As usual, I woke up in the morning and prepared breakfast, then stood in front of Jini’s door with a bowl of food.
Normally, I would have knocked on the door.
Then I would have told her to come out and eat.
But today I didn’t.
I turned the door handle and quietly walked into Jini’s room.
“….”
I looked down at Jini, who was sleeping deeply while breaking out in cold sweat.
She had been sleeping continuously since returning to the cabin yesterday.
Until now.
And it was.
“Jini. Wake up.”
“….”
No matter how much I shook her to wake her up, she wouldn’t get up.
She was in a deep sleep.
I gently shook Jini.
But Jini didn’t even budge.
She just broke out in cold sweat while gripping the blanket tightly.
“…Master.”
“Elpinire.”
Elpinire, who had appeared behind me at some point, approached Jini with a towel in her hand.
She gently wiped away the cold sweat from Jini’s body.
Even during this, Jini remained in deep sleep.
“…This doesn’t look normal no matter how you look at it.”
Elpinire nodded silently.
Jini’s current condition was far from normal.
Jini had already received treatment from Elpinire.
According to Elpinire, Jini was in perfectly fine condition.
Yet Jini wouldn’t wake up and remained in deep sleep while breaking out in cold sweat.
I know a word to describe Jini’s current state.
“Comatose….”
Jini had lost consciousness for unknown reasons.
Jini let out faint moans through her teeth.
Elpinire clicked her tongue while looking at Jini’s clothes that had become soaked with sweat.
“Master, go outside. I think I need to change her clothes.”
I nodded and left the room, closing the door.
As I stood with my back to the door, I immediately turned around and opened the door upon hearing something fall from beyond the door.
“Elpinire! What’s wrong….”
“….”
A chair that had fallen over.
Elpinire covering her mouth with both hands.
There was no need to understand what was happening.
I too couldn’t continue speaking after seeing what Elpinire had witnessed.
It was natural.
Jini’s back, revealed by Elpinire’s hands.
Jini’s back, so thin that her bones were visible, was.
“….”
Completely covered with terrible scars.
The scars covering Jini’s back looked like they were made a very long time ago.
Yes.
At least about 10 years ago.
My stomach churned.
Since Jini said she was nineteen, 10 years ago she would have been 9 years old.
What could a 9-year-old child have done wrong to be beaten like that?
What could Jini, who wasn’t even 10 years old, have done wrong to deserve being beaten until such scars remained?
I couldn’t understand it at all.
I didn’t want to understand it.
Only anger welled up inside me.
With my stomach churning endlessly and my fist clenched tightly, I turned around and left the room.
“…Elpinire. Please take care of her.”
“Yes.”
As soon as I closed the door, I could hear Elpinire wiping Jini’s body from beyond the door.
Moving away from the door, I slumped down at the dining table and looked at my fist, which had turned pale white from clenching too hard.
“Squeak….”
Cheo-ri, who had come out of my pocket and crawled onto the table, licked my clenched hand with her tongue.
I chuckled at the ticklish feeling on my hand and relaxed my grip, gently scratching Cheo-ri’s head.
“Are you comforting me?”
“Squeak.”
“Thank you.”
Cheo-ri continued rubbing her head against my hand for a long while after that.
Thanks to this, my dampened mood lifted, and I rested my chin on my hand while petting Cheo-ri.
Every time I petted her, Cheo-ri would close her eyes as if feeling good and flick her tongue at regular intervals.
After petting Cheo-ri for a long while, I looked up at the opening door.
There was Elpinire walking out with a very unpleasant expression, grinding her teeth.
“How’s Jini?”
“…Still sleeping.”
I didn’t bother asking about anything else.
There was no need to ask.
Elpinire’s expression as she came out of the room was answering everything.
“…Master. You said Jini was a slave, right?”
“That’s what she said.”
“So that’s why she was so suspicious and amazed by the relationship between you and me.”
I nodded silently.
When we first met, Jini asked Elpinire if she was a slave.
I immediately said no, and although Elpinire spoke jokingly, Jini looked at our relationship with curious eyes.
Now everything makes sense.
To Jini, a ‘master’ wasn’t someone you could joke around with.
Naturally, she would have found our relationship strange.
My mouth tastes bitter.
I shouldn’t have killed that bastard so easily.
“It can’t be helped, Master.”
“…That’s true.”
Revil had suddenly exploded at the last moment.
There was nothing I could do no matter what I wanted to do.
Still, what’s regrettable is regrettable.
I should have kept him alive a bit longer to make him suffer more.
Clicking my tongue softly, I looked at the bowl containing the completely cold stew.
“Should we just eat it today?”
“I don’t mind.”
I scooped up a spoonful of the completely cold stew and quietly put it in my mouth.
As expected, cold food didn’t taste very good.
* * *
After finishing the meal, I left Jini in Elpinire’s care and returned to my room, looking ahead.
“Hey, Omen. What’s the reason you keep following me around?”
There was a blurry shadow that had been constantly following me since last night.
All I could see were Omen’s faint traces, so I couldn’t tell what he wanted.
At my voice, Omen fluttered something, but even that only appeared as blurry movement to my eyes.
This is driving me crazy.
How exactly am I supposed to be able to see Omen?
While I was racking my brains, Cheo-ri, who had been sprawled on the shelf with a full belly, raised his head to look at me.
“Squeak.”
“Hm?”
Slowly, slowly.
Cheo-ri crawled over at a sluggish pace because of his full belly.
The little guy looked up at me intently and flicked his tongue.
Reading the intent to be picked up in his eyes, I lifted Cheo-ri up without thinking.
Cheo-ri, who had settled on my hand, turned his head and looked directly at the blurry shadow….
“Wait a minute. You can see Omen?”
“Squeak.”
Thud.
My jaw dropped as I stared at Cheo-ri on my palm.
The little guy on my palm was looking at me with an expression that said ‘Of course I can see him.’
“No way….”
Smack.
He lightly smacked my mouth with his tail as I tried to say something.
Then he turned his head and began staring intently at Omen, who was gesturing and trying to communicate.
“Squeak. Squeak squeak. Squeak squeak squeak squeak.”
Cheo-ri having some kind of conversation with Omen.
Soon after, he brought his tail to his chin and pondered for a moment, then opened his eyes wide and turned to look at me.
“Squeak!”
“Huh? Come closer?”
Cheo-ri nodded his head.
I brought my face close to Cheo-ri.
At that moment, Cheo-ri opened his mouth wide and.
“…!?”
Breathed out some unknown smoke toward me.
I quickly pulled my head back and coughed roughly.
What is this all of a sudden?
My throat keeps feeling scratchy.
Is he trying to assassinate me because I haven’t given him magic stones for a few days?
I squeezed my eyes shut and kept coughing, then finally calmed down and opened my mouth.
“Cheo-ri, you. What are you doing….”
I opened my eyes and couldn’t continue speaking as I looked ahead.
I had no choice.
Now that I had opened my eyes.
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In front of my eyes.
“…You, could you be Omen?”
“…!”
There stood a giant purple bat.
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