Kapitel 192: Chapter 102 Encounter (2)
'What is that?'
For a moment, I thought I was wrong, but it was definitely a person.
Elica stopped walking tall and looked around her with alert eyes.
Confirming that there was nothing more to see, she cautiously approached the person who had fallen.
The person who fell was a young man.
Elika blinked and looked down at him with a puzzled look.
Probably because the floor around the man was covered in red blood.
She brought her ears close to the man's face.
I could confirm that the faint sound of breathing was not a dead body but a living person.
'······ Does not seem to have any wounds?'
Elica looked around the man's whole body with puzzled eyes.
There was blood on the floor, but strangely, there was no visible trauma.
I tried to turn my body by pushing it with my foot to see if there was a wound on the front.
However, there were no visible scars on the front side, except for the hardened bloodstains.
Her gaze turned toward the man's lower body, then she frowned, turned her head, and gently turned her body back to its original state.
"············".
What should I do?
Elika pondered for a moment.
It was not at all unusual for a person, even naked, to lie down out of nowhere in this forest.
Moreover, it was a remote area with few passersby. The only outsiders who occasionally stopped by were the residents of a nearby village.
'No matter how you look at it, I'm not a village resident…'
First of all, it was a face I had no memory of.
At first impression, with a gorgeous face and pristine white complexion, she did not appear to be a resident of a remote community. And to the environment, which for some reason gives you a very honourable sense.
Elica stretched out and probed the man's torso once again.
"Hello there... "Can you see?"
There was no evidence of him coming to his senses.
That was a period when I debated whether or not to pour water on my face.
Elica was startled by the unexpected noise and looked around.
grr.
A few brown-haired animals that had emerged out of nowhere through the bushes came into view. The woodland was home to a pack of wild dogs.
Did you come in smelling like blood? Normally, wild beasts did not venture beyond the forest's boundaries.
She furrowed her brow and examined the ground. There was no weapon in hand because the axe had been tossed away.
Thankfully, I quickly discovered a huge wooden stick and snatched it up.
""Those fucking guys, don't you stop?"
They swung the stick, but the wild dogs did not back down and continued to approach cautiously.
Elica then dropped the threat and assumed a posture with both hands on the stick.
The colour of their eyes had returned, maybe due to famine, and the wild canines showed no signs of backing down.
Following a brief confrontation, a wild dog from the back unexpectedly leapt in.
Elica instantly turned around and swung the rod, without panicked.
Keen!
The wild dog bounced off the floor and tumbled around after being whacked in the head with a gentle smacking sound.
The other dogs then growled and barked, gave up fighting, and fled away.
Elica groaned and dropped the stick on the ground.
Suddenly I heard rushing from one side, and Tom and Heren came shortly after.
"·············hey! "Are you all right?"
They were on their way over when they heard the roar of a wild dog and took off running.
Elica waved her hands as if everything was OK, then returned her eyes to one side.
The two men who approached her also discovered the man who had fallen around her and opened their eyes.
"Wait, what?" "Who is he?"
Tom gazed at Elica and the man, then put his palm over his lips.
"Oh my Gosh... Have you ever done something similar? "Did you murder someone?"
"Are you serious now?"
Heron smacked Tom across the back of the head and inquired.
"What the hell is going on here, Elica?"
"I'm not sure. I was resting down in the bushes. I see I'm still breathing..."
With a solemn expression on his face, Heron approached the man.
Then he glanced at his state and mumbled, perplexed.
"There don't appear to be any injuries, so why is there so much blood?"
Tom joined him, looked around at the man, and replied.
"What the heck are you doing, lying down naked?" You don't even have any clothing on? Have you been the victim of a robbery?"
"Where are the bandits in this area?"
"No, but there truly isn't anything else." Why are you naked here unless you're caught by the damn bastards who shave off your underwear without leaving a single piece of underwear...?"
Elica stepped in.
"What are you going to do, no nonsense?"
Tom responded harshly.
"What, what, and how?" We need to get it to the priests as soon as possible."
In response, Heron shook his head.
"Rather than taking them blindly, let us bring the priests here."
"why?"
"You're an unknown stranger." Have you ever seen anyone like this in your town?"
"There isn't, but..."
"Therefore you must use caution." For the time being, let us return to the monastery as quickly as possible."
Elika responded with a smile as she gazed at the man.
"Let's take it right now."
"······uh?"
"There might be bloodstains nearby, and it could be an emergency." "What if I delay any longer and die?"
He then moved forward and seized the man's body.
This astonished Tom, and he swiftly walked up to her side.
"Well, I'll relocate."
"So."
"······· Give me something to write about, Heron. You can't just go around with it like this."
Heren groaned and hurled his shirt at Tom.
As a result, they returned to the monastery immediately with an unidentified individual.
***
"············".
The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a strange ceiling.
I sprang up quickly, my face contorted by the anguish I was experiencing.
Suddenly I heard a voice next to me say something.
"Do you think you're awake?"
A knight in light armour stood a bit distance from the bed. he stated once again
"Wait a second. I'll contact someone."
He walked out of the room without clutching onto anything.
I looked around after staring blankly at the closed door.
'······what?'
Where have you gone?
I roused my sleepy thoughts and traced my recollection.
A struggle with Detrodemyan, a risky bet to kill him.
And then, out of nowhere, an unexpected area appeared in front of me.
"············".
It appeared that everything were disorganised.
I was in such disarray when someone entered the room again not long after.
There was the knight from before, as well as another man dressed as a priest.
With a lovely grin, a man approached me and inquired.
"You just awoke. "I'm relieved."
"············".
He talked to me, who was at a loss for words.
"The monastery's employees discovered you unconscious in the jungle and brought you here."
"······monastery?"
"This is, indeed, a monastery." "Are you all right?"
Even as I pondered what it all meant, I attempted to respond, then scowled again.
That was because even if he moved his body slightly, the pain of being poked with an awl rushed in.
The man shook his head.
"You don't look good." There were no obvious traumas..."
"...More importantly, where the hell is this place?"
He patiently addressed my inquiries once again.
"As I already stated, it is a monastery." It's a monastery founded by Lobelgio."
"No, I'm wondering which region it is."
Read the article at noblemtl.com.
"Region? "What exactly is that?"
"Does this seem like Gadret City?"
He appeared to be saying something bizarre.
"If it's Gadret..." "Are you referring to the city west of Seinthea where the tower is located?"
"That's correct."
"This is the Poston Territory on Saintea's southern border."
I couldn't help but make a foolish expression when I heard those remarks.
Changes to the southeast of Saintea? Poston's?
Isn't it the total polar opposite of Gadret City?
The location where he battled Matap and Detrodemyan was unmistakably close to Gadret, but I had no idea what was going on.
"Would you mind postponing the talk a little if you're confused?" You may now take a rest."
"·······
No, it's not a problem."
My head trembled.
I was able to have a little more chat with the man and, at least roughly, resolve the matter.
First and foremost, there was the Lobelgio Monastery, which was located on Seinthea's southeastern border.
And the monks discovered me, who had gone insane in the jungle, and brought me here.
The man's name was Thein, and he identified himself as a monastic monk. And he inquired as to my name.
I tried to say Ron, but instead uttered something else.
"My name is Ethan."
"It was Ethan." "May I ask whether you've ever passed out in the woods?"
He inquired as to what I was doing.
I looked for a good term to surround and responded.
"······
It's simply a passing stranger. I can't recall why I went insane."
The man didn't appear to believe him, but he nodded without more questioning.
More than that, he seemed increasingly worried about my physical state and asked more and more questions.
Perhaps it was because he was a priest, and I wondered whether he was so nice to someone he had never met before for the first time.
"I'm OK; could you please give me some alone time?"
"Okay. So then..."
"I really appreciate your assistance."
"There are no words. Please express your gratitude to the youngsters who found Ethan and brought him to me."
······children?
He grinned cheerfully and exited the room with the driver, leaving just the words "call me if you need anything."
I groaned and turned to face the window.
'What in the world is that?'
I was perplexed as to what had occurred.
Why was I abruptly relocated to an entirely different neighbourhood from western St. As if I had performed some sort of teleportation...
'······Teleportation?'
Wait a second.
I didn't get caught up in Detrodemyan's space cut at the final second, come to think of it.
Could it possibly be related to that?
When the space cut couldn't penetrate the hovering veil, it blasted the entire thing across space?
I have no idea what occurred.
Nonetheless, it appeared reasonable to attribute it to getting caught up in his space reduction.
What's the point of teleporting from nowhere to a place like this if not?
'Really, I'll turn....'
I shook my head and felt humiliated.
On the other side, there was also a sense of relief that he was still alive.
Given that he had been engulfed in the flames and scorched to the extent of exposing his bones, losing his consciousness and never waking up was not unusual.
I was simply looking into the air, lost in contemplation at the moment.
Outside, the popularity was sensed, and the visit was reopened.
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