The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 76
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#76. Regrets that go back (8)
“hey-?”
Even if I call out with my mouth hanging open, there is no answer.
The little fox was trembling and constantly rubbing his forehead, as if it was in pain from where he had hit it when he fell.
Then at some point.
Suddenly, the little fox woke up and came walking towards me again.
My eyes narrowed.
‘Is he an important character?’
There was no such character in the original.
But does that make sense?
Since I, Cedric’s ‘that kid’, am alive, Izumi abandoned Daphne, and Liliana has become a walking natural disaster, the original story no longer exists.
There are also some points to note.
“We met again?”
“!”
When I asked with wide eyes, the surprised little fox pricked up his ears. His tail became stiff and trembled.
“I wonder how you knew?”
“…yes.”
“That’s true.”
Gulp.
The sound of swallowing.
I smiled brightly.
“It’s a secret.”
“-!!!”
Knock knock knock.
The fox kicked its feet as if it was being unfairly treated. It was so light that all that could be heard was a thumping sound.
“So, Mr. Fox.”
“!”
I’m surprised again this time.
He looked at me like he knew how, but I deliberately didn’t answer.
Instead, extend your hand.
“My name is Justinas.”
“…yes.”
After that, I waited for a long time.
“… … .”
“… … .”
As the silence grows longer, I realize.
Oh no. It was this kind of kid.
‘I wonder if I can find out the name.’
No matter how much of a country it is, it is impossible to practice mind reading without information such as the original work.
I currently have less than 30,000 pre-order points, so I can’t buy anything.
Hmm. What should I do?
Gyah, gyah.
As I was tilting my head in front of the little boy, the little guy suddenly made a popping sound again.
Tododo dododo.
The little girl who had turned into a fox disappeared out the door before I could catch her.
“ah.”
He’s gone.
– If you think like that, it’s sewage.
Twinkle.
Using the ‘Eyes that See Magic’, he created a cross pattern on both of his eyes.
The world seen through the cross pupil is dizzying. For a moment, I examine the winding blue magic.
Soon I could see a mass of magic right above my head.
“Is it warm up there?”
When I asked like that, I was shocked.
A loud noise reverberates through the ceiling.
And then, with another “todododo” sound, it was gone!
A kitten-sized fox popped out with its face stuck out through a slightly gaping hole in the ceiling.
Busy, busy. Busy, busy.
A fox struggling to escape through a small hole for a moment.
Bam!
And it falls.
Soon, the little fox, whose body had changed back to a human-like form, spoke for the first time.
“Uh, how… … .”
“I wonder how you knew?”
Nod nod.
The fox, who had been nodding its head, looked into my eyes, said, “Ah,” and opened its mouth.
“yes.”
It’s funny how slow the refutation is.
“That’s true.”
Gulp. The sound of swallowing.
“It’s a secret.”
“-! -!! -!!!”
Ah, this time I’m really angry.
I got up and walked over to the furious (but so insignificant) little fox.
Let’s see. For a little kid, you have to squat down and meet his gaze.
There was a time when I thought that.
“Ouch… … .”
I fell halfway forward because of my right leg. Maybe because the system didn’t recognize this child as a human, or because I didn’t have the skills to maintain my dignity, I ended up rolling around in a big circle for the first time in a long time.
As I shook off my dusty robes and sat back down on the chair, the fox tilted its eyebrows and kept tilting its head as if it was curious about my antics.
“If you’re curious, why don’t you tell me your name instead? Or why you followed me, that’s fine too.”
“yes.”
“hmm.”
I have no idea what that means!
“Excuse me, which question is ‘yes’?”
“The second one.”
“Oh, is that so?”
As we talk, I feel discouraged.
“Then why did you follow me?”
“Because it’s pretty.”
“Ah, um.”
Really? Because it’s pretty?
Is that the only reason?
“Thank you?”
“Yes, thank you.”
“… … .”
You get out.
***
“Justinas. Are you tired?”
Liliana, who had just come in after finishing her meal, asked Justinas, who was lying in bed for the first time in a long time.
“A little bit… … .”
Then a feeble reply comes back.
Liliana approached Justina’s bed, feeling worried as he seemed much more lethargic than usual.
“Do you have a fever?”
“… No, that’s not it.”
“That’s fortunate.”
Justinas cannot heal himself.
That’s why, if you were sick, Izumi, who was well-versed in medicine, would take care of you. Fortunately, when I touched your forehead, it seemed like you didn’t have a fever.
Liliana tilted her head.
‘Do you get seasick?’
It was a completely wrong guess.
Currently, Justinas was already exhausted from the conversation they had just had. Incidentally, the little fox had already gone back to hiding on the ceiling.
If Liliana had been more free with her magic, or if she had been more conscious and tried to read the flow, she would have been caught right away.
She had no way of knowing, as she was comfortable with being on the boat.
Liliana, who had been watching Justinas for a while, soon sat down on her bed.
“We’ll be anchoring at a nearby port for a while tomorrow, so it would be nice to get some rest until then.”
“Are you a tourist?”
“Yes. Because it’s a tourist cruise.”
Justinas, who had been lying quietly and answering Liliana’s questions, suddenly sat up.
“But why?”
“You can’t anchor, you know that.”
“Why are you stopping… … Ah.”
Liliana sighed softly as she gained insight.
“The Black Death!”
“… I can’t help it. I have to try harder.”
“Are you going to check each and every one of them? Starting now?”
Booths.
Liliana rose to her feet and followed Justinas out of bed.
The five-story luxury ship has a considerable number of rooms. If we were to check on the hundreds of people one by one, it would take an entire night.
Even though there were no symptomatic cases on board yet, it was uncertain whether they would cooperate properly.
Liliana took up the gun.
‘If that doesn’t work, we have no choice but to threaten them with a gun.’
Even the truth is silent before the sword.
But Justinas looked back at Liliana and shook his head.
“I won’t go into someone else’s room.”
“Huh? Then what do you plan to do?”
“We have to try another way.”
Justinus smiled.
“Would you like to go together?”
***
What Justinas was trying to do was area healing.
‘I don’t really feel like it, though.’
To be clear, she is not a masochist.
The possibility of using one’s own body as a chess piece according to plan is only a question of possibility, and is separate from whether one wishes to do so.
But there was nothing we could do because the prediction was wrong.
Contrary to speculations that patients would appear one after another just like in the plague, even after several days, the stomach was still quiet.
So there are 0 patients on the ship.
Of course, there may be quite a few patients who keep their mouths shut. No, there must be many.
Originally, medieval medicine was something that was only used once before a person died, so it was rare for people to visit a doctor. The way of thinking was completely different from that of frail modern people who would run to the hospital even with a small cold.
Anyway, it is difficult to step forward first unless there are patients who ask for treatment first.
Since we can’t install temperature check devices at every restaurant entrance, we have to check each and every passenger, but it’s impossible to check every single person when there are hundreds of people.
‘We could stop anchoring tomorrow, but that wouldn’t be a fundamental solution… … .’
According to schedule, the cruise ship’s voyage will end completely the day after tomorrow.
Given the current mood, it doesn’t seem like patients will show up in droves even if it’s postponed by a day at most.
So, the time finally came to do what had to be done.
On the one hand, Liliana.
‘What are you planning to do?’
Since he was someone I trusted, I could understand that he was going to do something, but I had no idea what he actually wanted to do.
That’s why I was even more surprised.
“Lord, please brighten the future of the innocent.”
Flash.
The light briefly illuminated the surroundings and then disappeared.
She repeated this countless times, and her originally pale face gradually became paler.
‘Is it okay like this?’
Liliana, who had been watching anxiously, hurriedly approached Justinas, who suddenly bent down.
“Ugh.”
“Justinas!”
“It’s okay, it’s okay. Excuse me, could you please hold my handkerchief?”
Liliana took a deep breath when she saw the bloody handkerchief.
When red blood flows on a pure white handkerchief, it stands out even more.
But there was something even more striking than that.
It was the finger that had turned black.
The tips of his fingers, which were as black as if dipped in ink, stood out even more in contrast to the completely white Justinas.
At this, the shocked Liliana grabbed Justinas’ arm.
“You, your hand…!”