Chapter 34
Chapter 34
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Translator: Ruby
Chapter: 34
Chapter Title: I, Too, Once Belonged to That Place
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"The bleeding is quite severe."
That was the first diagnosis Romain made upon seeing Revarsen.
Of course, I held the same opinion.
Though I didn't have deep knowledge of medicine, if left as she was, it seemed she would die soon.
Romain turned to look at me and asked.
"Do you know this person?"
His eyes conveyed that if she was a stranger or an enemy, wouldn't it be better to dispose of her.
I nodded my head and answered.
"I know this person."
"Hmm. Then let's move her inside for now. Leaving her out in cold night air like this isn't very good."
At his words, Diaz and I helped carry Revarsen indoors.
"Huff...... huff......"
Seeing her in a bright place, her condition seemed even worse than I had thought.
Her breathing was a mess and the blood that kept flowing from somewhere wouldn't stop.
Romain examined her condition carefully and then.
Riiip!
He tore the clothing at the spot where he expected the bleeding point to be.
Then, just as he had guessed, a large wound was revealed.
"Hmm. A blade? No...... claws? It feels closer to that. Did she get attacked by some wild animal?"
He roughly wiped the blood on his hands with his own clothes, then began rummaging through drawers.
Then he gathered up first aid medicines.
However, given the circumstances, there weren't any particularly good medicines.
At best, only bandages and herbs.
'Can we save her with this?'
Just as that doubt arose.
Romain muttered.
"This will be difficult......"
He shook his head from side to side as he plugged up the wound.
I felt my head throbbing.
'Wait a minute. If the main character dies here...... this is going to be a headache......'
When the Great Invasion began, ultimately the greatest military strength would be Revarsen, who was lying there now.
For her to die this quickly?
This was a scenario that hadn't been in my expectations.
'If things had flowed according to the original story...... Revarsen probably wouldn't have come here.'
She had called out my name precisely before collapsing.
If it had been the original flow of time without me, she probably wouldn't have come here at all.
Then instead, she would have received someone's help nearby and survived......
'It seems things got twisted because she forced herself to come all the way here to meet me.'
I thought that Revarsen might really die.
Since the past in between had changed, couldn't the future change as well?
Moreover, if she died...... my future that was to come could change greatly as well.
Because one key figure in the flow of time would be completely erased.
As I watched Romain desperately performing first aid, I began rummaging through my luggage.
And then I took out the red potion that was inside.
'Found it.'
Holding it, I headed toward Romain.
"Would there be any improvement if we use this?"
I asked Romain.
He pondered for a moment, then nodded his head.
"Making her drink it would be the best method, but in a situation like this, even just sprinkling it on the wound should help. Let's sprinkle half and force-feed her the other half."
"Understood."
"But listen. Are you sure it's okay to use this? It's quite a valuable item."
It was a fair point.
I knew as well.
The value that potions held in Paogat.
Moreover, these potions that Romain had given me were items that corresponded to mid-grade among the upper, middle, and lower grades.
Considering that realistically, high-grade potions only appeared enough times to count on one hand until the end of the story.
It meant that even mid-grade potions were definitely not something to use carelessly.
But what could I do?
From the standpoint of knowing the future, there were ways to obtain potions going forward.
On the other hand, if Revarsen died, that would be the end.
Knowing Revarsen's importance, I knew all too well that saving the potion now would actually be a loss.
"Saving a person comes first."
"Haha. The more I see of you, the more I like you, man. That's right. An object can never be more important than a person. These days, aren't things this way because there are so many bastards who value objects more importantly?"
He immediately began to concentrate on treatment.
With a high-grade item called a potion and Romain, who had faced various wounds as a martial artist, stepping forward.
The first aid proceeded smoothly.
"Phew! Her life shouldn't be in much danger now. She's passed the crisis."
Breathing out deeply, he wiped his hands.
"Thanks to your good support, it was comfortable. You all worked hard. Oh, and Diaz."
Romain, who suddenly called out to Diaz.
He said something incomprehensible.
"Your competition is tough, huh? You'll need to work harder. Haha!"
"M-Master!"
Her ears turned red again.
'It seems she's been doing that often since coming to Gilad...... what's that about?'
I couldn't understand why she was like that.
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"Nnngh......"
Revarsen let out a groan and opened her eyes.
And she rolled her eyes to survey her surroundings.
Though she could see a ceiling, she realized it wasn't the roadside.
When she turned toward the window and looked outside, the sun was already high in the sky.
"Am... am I alive......"
And she slowly retraced her memories.
'That's right..... I was attacked by that demon bastard and fled frantically......'
It seemed she had succeeded in shaking him off thanks to throwing the poison powder she had been carrying at his eyes.
That's why she was still alive like this.
'To think that was a feint. Thanks to that, I got hit hard.'
As Revarsen was thinking that far, she suddenly realized she had been seriously injured.
She urgently began feeling her abdomen.
However, strangely, no scar could be felt at her fingertips.
'Though I do feel a bit of pain on the inside......'
This could be called a state close to complete recovery.
There would be no major problem in moving about immediately.
'How did this happen?......'
How on earth had she been healed so perfectly?
Just as she was wondering.
Creeeeak.
The door opened, and Diaz entered.
"Have you awakened?"
However, Revarsen, who didn't know who she was, became guarded and narrowed her eyes.
"Who are you?"
"Someone similar to a lifesaver."
"Similar? What's that supposed to mean?"
"Because I helped save you. Of course, even that would have been useless without Lord Rohan's mercy. You seem to be curious about why that wound has healed cleanly."
Seeing Revarsen rubbing her side, Diaz provided the answer.
"Lord Rohan used a precious potion on you. Seeing how cleanly the wound has healed, you should understand without needing explanation just how precious the potion Lord Rohan used was."
"......"
There were no words to refute.
Actually obtaining a potion of this caliber was like plucking stars from the sky.
Diaz continued speaking.
"I am called Diaz, Lord Rohan's adjutant. I am a holy knight."
"Diaz......"
"My introduction ends here. Who might you be?"
"I'm Revarsen. In other words, a thief."
"......A thief?"
A faint killing intent appeared on Diaz's expression upon hearing those words.
Since she was someone who had been victimized countless times by thieves in her childhood, it was unavoidable.
And Revarsen, who had frequently encountered such faces, didn't pay it much mind.
"Not on good terms with thieves, I see? Well, I suppose. It is usually stranger to be on good terms with thieves, isn't it?"
So brazen.
That confident appearance made Diaz feel even worse.
What was there to be proud of about being a thief......
Just as Diaz was about to retort.
Rohan's voice interjected from behind.
"I know you're from the Noia Phalanx."
At that, for the first time, Revarsen's leisurely expression stiffened.
"......!"
Diaz, who didn't know what the Noia Phalanx was, could only be bewildered.
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The Noia Phalanx.
Long ago, when demons coveted the Middle Realm and dared to set foot in it.
There was a past when, uniquely in history, all living beings of the Middle Realm joined forces together.
The survivors of the Middle Realm at that time were shocked by the demons' tremendous military strength.
Having only barely managed to drive out the demons, they feared such an event would happen again in the future.
So they came to establish a sworn organization under the name of the Noia Phalanx.
However, this was not widely known among humans.
Because the Noia Phalanx was an organization established with elves as its main force.
'And Revarsen...... her race was half-elf.'
Therefore, in terms of appearance, she didn't look much different from humans.
If one had to find a distinguishing feature, it would be her unusually beautiful appearance?
Thanks to that, I remembered that quite many users had chosen thief in the class selection window.
Seeing that face in person.
'She really is pretty......'
Honestly, I was startled enough to flinch even when I first saw her.
But back then, since it was an underground dungeon, I hadn't seen her properly.
But now, actually seeing her up close in bright daylight, this was no joke.
'It's understandable she'd hide her face when traveling.'
That was something I acknowledged.
Of course, that wasn't why I saved her.
Meanwhile, Revarsen, startled by my words, stammered.
"H-how......?"
"How do I know? It's a long explanation. Let's do it next time."
"No. I want to hear it now."
This was quite awkward.
How did I know?
I knew because I had played the original work.
But how could I say such a thing?
'What excuse should I make......'
After worrying, I chose to go with an answer that couldn't be verified.
"Long ago. I, too, once belonged to that place."
"......You're asking me to believe that?"
"If you won't believe it anyway, what did you ask for?"
"......"
Revarsen, who seemed to have been hit hard by my words, closed her mouth.
She thought for a moment, then cautiously opened her mouth again.
"......Because it's not a place ordinary humans can enter."
I glanced at Diaz and shrugged my shoulders.
At that, Diaz added a supplementary explanation.
"Lord Rohan is a bit different from ordinary humans. I first met the Lord 13 years ago. Even then, Lord Rohan had the exact same appearance as now."
"What do you......"
Now I stepped forward again.
"If I hadn't known who you were, would I have easily used that precious potion?"
"......Even for someone like me...... a half-elf?"
"What?"
"N-never mind. Forget it if you didn't hear."
Since I came on strong, though her brow was still slightly furrowed......
It seemed she somewhat believed me.
Well, even I would have found it hard to believe easily, so I understood.
However, Revarsen likewise had no way to verify it immediately.
Anyone who played as a thief would know.
The Noia Phalanx, moving as secretly as it did, made it difficult to obtain internal information.
Even members of the Phalanx sometimes couldn't recognize each other.
I had precisely known that fact and exploited it.
And that judgment worked perfectly.
Revarsen began to unfold what she had experienced.
"The demons' invasion is being prepared. I, our Phalanx, was trying to stop it. And then...... we were hit by a surprise attack. There were collaborators."
Huh?
I thought perhaps this was the same as the method I had been aiming for.
'Is the clue to delaying the Great Invasion...... coming from here?'
The reason I had deliberately come to this Baltras Kingdom.
Actually, it had started from retracing memories of the original content, wondering if there was something to secure.
But while doing that, one unexpected line had come to mind.
'If we had stopped them at Saint Traval, the counterattack would have been somewhat easier, the elder of the Noia Phalanx had said.'
That was the reason I had set foot in this place.
But regrettably, exactly what it was hadn't come out.
From the player's perspective, it was already the past, and it had just been passed over with words about what good it would do to blame the past.
Therefore, my interest was piqued.
I even pulled over a chair and sat in front of her.
"I'd like to hear more details."
"Everything started at Saint Traval. That demon's trick of bewitching people."
Once Revarsen's mouth opened, she spilled everything.
And.
Having heard it all, I had no choice but to head to Saint Traval.
A few days after that incident.
The three of us entered Saint Traval together.