The Blind Saint Who Can See - Chapter 87
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#87. Regrets that go back (19)
“you…….”
Do Seong-ji, who had been frozen for a long time, trembled. The sight of her biting her lips until they bled made me feel a strong emotional turmoil.
“What on earth do you know?”
I’m grabbed by the collar again.
I looked up at her with an expressionless face. Do-seong-ji shouted, her face distorted with anger and sadness.
“Kill Seowon? Do you think I’ve never thought of that?”
“then,”
“I told you!”
The veins in my neck stand out.
“I can’t kill them! Both of them, no matter what I do, I can’t stop breathing!”
Desperation and helplessness melt into her scream-like cries. The vivid vibration of the air and the electricity spurting around her tell you how long she has been struggling.
“There is a way.”
“What the heck!”
“The reason why Seo-won doesn’t die is because the demon that cast the curse continues to supply magical power to heal his wounds. Just enough to keep him from dying… .”
The recovery of the demon tribe was different from the saint’s affectionate recovery.
While my complete healing gently caresses humans, the Demon’s healing exists to cause humans as much pain as possible.
There is one reason.
Because human suffering is the devil’s joy.
The more people everywhere suffer, the more they feel a pleasant sense of fullness and become stronger.
“… … .”
Dosungji was silent for a moment after hearing my explanation. His crimson eyes, burning with hatred and confusion, wavered.
‘When you hear this story, you’ll probably have one of two reactions.’
Either accept me and try to kill Hocheon (presumably).
Or else-
“If there is still no way to save her, then buying more time by keeping her alive may be an option. However, I have no intention of leaving her to suffer any longer.”
My expression sank.
Is this how it’s going to go?
“So I guess you have to cooperate.”
“Are you going to hold me?”
“Yes.”
She looked down at me with haughty eyes, still holding my clothes with one hand.
“If you keep using your healing powers, at least you won’t get sick.”
“I’m sorry, but it’s impossible.”
Smile!
I smiled refreshingly.
“There are too many people who need me to associate with such meaningless things.”
“Did that sound like a favor to you?”
She laughed in a low, scratchy tone.
“This is an order. I command you to-”
“Up to there!”
“-what?”
At the sound of the young man’s bright voice, Do Seong-ji grabbed me by the collar and turned her head.
“Even if you are the Emperor, I cannot tolerate any more pressure on Yus. Please let me go.”
“Ugh.”
Naturally, the one who intervened was Izumi. He walked forward with the holy sword held high.
‘You shouldn’t lift your sword like that.’
As expected from a J-animation protagonist, he’s good at showing off his skills unnecessarily.
“You dare to tail the emperor? You’re a real idiot.”
“well.”
He touched his chin with his left hand.
“According to my self-diagnosis, I have a clean body without hepatitis or liver edema. My liver doesn’t seem to be swollen?”
“Are you making fun of me?”
“Huh? Not really?”
He tilted his head, smiled, and grabbed his sword. Doseongji also roughly let go of my collar and reached out to Izumi.
“Okay, good. First, I’ll catch you and your companions and kill them, then I can ‘use’ the priestess.”
“… I can’t do that.”
A tense atmosphere hung in the air.
In an atmosphere that seemed like a clash would occur at any moment, I was trying to send a message to Cedric upstairs.
“stop.”
“… … Hye-won?”
Do Hye-won grabbed Do Seong-ji’s waist.
“Stop it, sis.”
Even though she lived for three centuries, her voice was still young and still had not changed. Do Hye-won trembled with that voice, lowered her head, and pleaded with Do Seong-ji.
“The priestess is right. Even if we continue the treatment, it’s difficult for him to survive in that state… … .”
“… … .”
“… … Does it make sense?”
“Hyewon.”
“I don’t think so.”
Do Seong-ji’s eyes, looking down at Do Hye-won, wavered. Her red lips twitched.
“Hyewon. You too… … .”
“… … .”
“… … No, it worked.”
After the silence, Do-seong-ji took his hand away. The magical power in the air that had been tingling in response to the living slowly dispersed.
I tried to guess her last question.
‘I wonder if he was going to ask Hye-won if she wanted to die too.’
Even if it wasn’t to that extent, Do Hye-won also lived for a long time without being able to die, neither human nor beast. It wouldn’t be strange for her to have doubts about life.
From my perspective, well.
But I still want to live.
“Youth, are you okay?”
Izumi ran over while the castle grounds were quiet and grabbed my hand to help me up.
“A bruise on my neck… … .”
His expression hardened as he circled around me to check my condition. His hostile green eyes turned to Do Seong-ji, who was looking at Do Hye-won.
I caught him.
“Don’t be angry, Izumi.”
“How do you not get angry?”
“When someone precious to you is in danger, everyone becomes desperate.”
My fingers dug between his, sharing warmth with him, and I smiled softly.
“When you get caught up in emotions like that, you end up being selfish. You want to save your family even if it means sacrificing others.”
“… … Youth.”
Izumi said in a murky tone.
“I know what you mean, but I can’t like people who sacrifice others, no matter what the circumstances.”
“… … .”
“It’s a mean thing. Using someone for your own benefit.”
“that,”
Many thoughts pass through my mind.
I opened and closed my mouth.
Then he answered with a bitter laugh.
“Yes, that’s correct.”
***
Do Seong-ji pushed Do Hye-won and Izumi out. Izumi, who seemed like she would rebel, surprisingly went out the door obediently.
So, only two people were left in the room where the library was.
“Priest.”
“yes.”
The white-haired priestess was constantly emitting white light from the library. My heart ached when I saw my younger brother, who was not screaming like usual.
Do-seong-ji looked closely at the priestess. She had a special ability that was born with her.
An eye that sees the other person’s mind.
Every living thing has its own mental world. Sometimes that mental world is a natural object, or a variety of colors, or sometimes it is something invisible, like a smell or a sound.
Among them, the image of that priestess was particularly special.
‘It’s so cold.’
The moment I met the priestess’s blue eyes, I was so surprised that I almost sat up, although I didn’t show it.
A huge snow-covered mountain that you will fall into if you look into it.
In the pure white snowfield where there is nothing, a thorny ice wall stretches out endlessly. The ice wall is elaborate and beautiful, but it is so sharp that it peels off your skin if you get even a little close.
As she barely made her way forward, the snowstorm gradually became more severe, blocking her vision and increasing the density of thorns. After walking for quite some time, the priestess stood in the middle of the densely built ice thorns and looked at the intruder who had entered her mind without permission.
Blood dripping from his entire body, with a dry gaze as if he felt nothing.
The blue eyes were like a terrifying abyss.
Do Seong-ji said that it was the first time in his life that he had seen a person with such an image.
Yes, ‘human’ is the first.
Long ago, before he became Prince Yehyeon, Do Seon-woo had exactly the same empty thoughts as me.
His mind was filled with an infinitely dark and slimy swamp, and the moment he entered it, he felt lost and dizzy.
So, Do-seong-ji judged the ‘priestess’ in front of him to be a demon. However, the reason he did not kill her right away was because of his beloved younger brother’s testimony.
But, well… … .
“Seo-won really likes the healing light. If this continues for a long time, he might regain his senses.”
The way he smiled affectionately at his younger brother didn’t look like a demon at all. At that point, Do-seong-ji realized.
The mentality that Do Seon-woo has is to harm others. However, the mentality of the priestess is closer to self-harm.
A frighteningly systematic human being who confines himself to an ice wall and runs towards only one goal.
The fact that the image was as large as that of the demons must have been due to the vast and mysterious power before his eyes. Do Seong-ji was lost in thought as he looked at the priestess’s holy power.
“Your name was Youth, wasn’t it?”
“My name is Justinas.”
“That’s a long name.”
The naming style of the male characters is completely unfamiliar to me. The priestess laughed at Do-seong-ji’s small grumbling.
“I like it.”
“I see.”
She was silent for a moment, then looked at her healing younger sister.
The transparently visible heart of my younger brother was more stable than ever. As if relieved, Do Seong-ji slowly opened his mouth while watching the blood flowing slowly.
“I apologize for what happened earlier.”