The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 67
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#67. Desert Night (2)
Liliana’s statement that she had tested Justinas was only half true.
A cure-all.
As soon as I heard those words, I was overcome with the urge to drink that medicine right away and get rid of the pain that had been tormenting me all day.
But that didn’t work.
‘This is not mine.’
Liliana is a woman who has no shame, even though she grew up without any worries.
Moreover, after going through all that hardship last night, and realizing all the hardships Justinas had endured,
‘I guess I should go to someone who suits me better.’
If the elixir returns to her, he will be nothing but joy.
What if Justinas drinks it?
She was a woman who achieved such academic success even though she couldn’t see ahead.
If he were to regain his eyesight, how much would he grow? If he were to conduct research like the gun he was given and give even a little to Terra, it would be a great help to his civilizationally backward country.
In fact, even if you leave him aside, it was right for Justinas to drink. When weighing a mere princess and a saint chosen by the god, it would be natural to lean towards the latter.
But is that really the only reason? … … I also had some doubts.
‘Is it really possible for a human being to completely put aside his or her greed and only pursue the cause?’
It was different for me.
She was the only direct princess from birth.
As a noble royal bloodline, they enjoy a luxurious lifestyle, and in return, they have a duty to look after the foolish common people.
Wasn’t Justinas a street orphan?
The street orphans Liliana knew were pitiful, foolish souls who did not know how to give to others and fought desperately to get as much as possible.
Of course, it’s not their fault.
It is true that bloodline and upbringing are important to people. Liliana also vaguely understood this.
However, as expected of a person from the Eastern Continent, he resolves the issue in a radical way, saying, “As expected, there’s nothing one can do about lowly bloodlines.”
The affection of a girl who grew up in a royal household and the affection of an orphan girl from the lowly streets are of different value.
Of the two, Moore was obviously the latter.
The things that are difficult to obtain are truly precious.
That makes it even harder to believe.
So, if I had to sum up Liliana’s suspicions in one word, it would be, ‘There’s no way someone who is neither noble nor royalty would truly have such feelings. There must be some purpose behind it.’
It must be about that much.
The problem was that it stemmed from Justinian’s origins, even though he himself was not fully aware of it.
Commoners are originally greedy and stupid, and if left alone, they will fight among themselves and perish together, so they are small creatures that deserve to be ruled by a king.
For Liliana, who had lived her entire life as a member of the royal family with such thoughts, this was something that could not be helped.
Also, it wasn’t exactly a wrong statement. It’s a world where people with knives fight each other at the drop of a hat, and if you get stabbed, you get laughed at for being stupid. It’s a world where the class system, male superiority, and survival of the fittest are all alive and well.
Especially since the Eastern Continent and Kieto were close to being lawless zones where it was impossible to find any trace of civilization by modern standards.
But now, the belief that ‘nobles and commoners are fundamentally different’ that had been deeply rooted in her mind was slowly breaking down.
“Liliana, write it.”
Justinas held out the elixir without a moment’s hesitation.
“But, if you have the elixir, you can cure your eyes… … .”
“No, broken magic circuits are an incurable disease that causes you to spend your entire life in pain. … Weren’t you in a lot of pain last night?”
Because every word is filled with concern and consideration.
“So, Liliana, drink.”
“…eyes!”
That’s why I was angry.
“You can get your eyes back. But why would you blow this great opportunity?”
I don’t know why I’m angry.
… No. Actually, I know.
It is the moment when the values you have believed in your whole life are shattered.
And if he admits that his values are wrong, Justinas becomes a truly noble person.
You become a vile person who thinks of testing someone without acknowledging that noble person.
I couldn’t help but feel anxious about it. That anxiety turned into anger, and soon it came back to me as a constant feeling of self-reproach.
“If I continue to stick with Liliana, I’ll get sick instead. Wouldn’t it be better for both of us if I took the elixir quickly?”
That feeling was amplified by Justinas’s clumsy acting.
While he struggles to rationalize himself in some way, Justinas is willing to be selfish in order to relieve the other person of his guilt.
In reality, that’s not the case at all.
“… … .”
It’s a truly overwhelming gap.
It’s no use trying to find fault with that person by saying things like he’s excessively utilitarian.
Yeah, that’s right.
Because Justinas is really just a ‘good guy’.
He’s such a wonderfully kind person.
I feel better after admitting it.
Rather, I couldn’t understand why I had tried to deny her until now, ignoring the guilt in my heart.
She smiled bitterly and confessed what she had been thinking.
“I’m sorry for testing you. You really are a good person.”
“no.”
Justinas didn’t seem to care at all even after hearing her ugly story. Instead, he told her that it was okay and that she didn’t have to worry about it.
Awe for her welled up deep in Liliana’s heart.
“…Will you accept my apology?”
“Of course.”
Caught up in the relief of being forgiven, Liliana didn’t notice that Justinas’ lips were slightly lowered in angle than usual.
Of course, even if you notice it, there’s nothing you can do.
Only Justinas, who was holding Liliana’s hand, thought to himself.
‘This one’s finished too.’
… said.
In fact, all of Liliana’s deductions were correct.
What she always suspected, while feeling guilty, was that her exceptionally sensitive and well-functioning brain was sending signals about a dangerous person.
Even Justinas, who cherished the lead role of the good character, briefly considered getting rid of Liliana.
‘Liliana is a valuable resource, so I must use her with care!’
But thanks to the slippery reasoning at the end, Justinas felt much more at ease. And he decided to use Liliana, an SSR card that he treasured and had good performance, sparingly.
For Liliana herself, this could be seen as a pretty good result.
***
‘He’s not the strategist of the warrior party for nothing.’
That was the first thought that came to my mind after overcoming the crisis with Liliana.
In the original, Liliana joins the warrior party with only her brain, without any physical strength.
But it wasn’t a burden.
This is quite an achievement.
As expected from a warrior anime, the main focus was on battles, but the support for those battles was done more than just by one person, using only his innate wisdom.
This time too.
Apart from getting over the doubts safely, this is my decision.
Liliana doesn’t know that I’m insensitive to pain.
No matter how goal-oriented you are, how can you live in pain all the time?
If I were a truly blind and limping person, I would have thought hard and eventually gulped down the elixir.
It’s such a strong temptation.
I have some respect for Liliana who came up with this design.
… Well, anyway.
‘After all, it’s Liliana rather than Daphne!’
It was quite a feat to have such a strategist even equip a cannon.
Even more so if that smart guy doesn’t doubt me anymore.
“Then, I will drink it gratefully.”
Liliana’s face, now free of guard, looked much more relaxed than before.
She took the elixir cautiously and slowly, with a calm demeanor.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
The liquid I had written down from the beginning disappeared in just three sips. Liliana drank it all, turned the bottle over, and stared blankly at me.
“…? Nothing, ah.”
“Liliana?”
“Uh, yeah, uh.”
She grabbed her neck and made a strange noise. Her eyes rolled back as if someone was dismantling her body and reassembling it.
What the?!
Heal! Heal!
In a fit of urgency, I grabbed her and repeatedly used complete healing. However, despite my efforts, Liliana continued to have seizures for a while, and then suddenly collapsed.
“Liliana! (Crazy!)”
I held the unconscious Liliana and kept shouting her name.
What the f*ck.
Elixir, you say! Elixir, you say!
Why is my child like this!