The New Civilization of Witches
Chapter 43: Be strong
“Kakak Anna?”
When Nana heard thunderous footsteps coming from the stairs, she ran to the door and caught a glimpse, but she was immediately disappointed that she found out that the person who came was His Highness, the Prince.
"Anna should still be working, but she might come later" Roland said as he arrived at Nana's side.
"Work?"
Nana had recently often heard this word coming out of the Prince's mouth, "You mean she burned this gray mud powder?"
“For now, yes.”
Nana pouted while returning to the table.
I have a job too, he thought. My job is to stay here and wait to take care of the wounded soldiers while defending the city.
Roland asked with a gentle smile, “How?
Did you get bored when Anna wasn't here?”
as he took a chair to sit by the fireplace.
“Yah,”
Nana propped up her chin with her hand so that she could not nod and give a correct answer.
It's not that he doesn't want to take care of the injured, but …
seeing his wound was so horrible. She still remembered when she had to take care of Brian, it was the first time she had to take care of a human.
The man was covered in blood so it seemed like he was bathed in blood.
The reddish-brown blood clots had hardened in the liver feathers, his mouth looked like a dried fish, and he was spitting out white liquid and red blood.
Then. Nana fainted.
That's really embarrassing. Nana raised her head to secretly glance at Roland. He saw that he had been leaning on his chair and snoring.
The prince seemed tired, he thought. His job was to build walls, train soldiers, and protect the city from the invasion of demonic beasts.
When he came to ask for her help, even though he hesitated for a long time, in the end he did not refuse.
"You will find some things that make you want to continue living, even if you have to fight for life." –
Nana doesn't understand what this means, but when she closes her eyes, Anna will appear in her mind –
with a pair of her bright blue eyes, like a lake, surrounded her slowly. This was the reason he had agreed to Roland's request.
She wants to be as strong as her sister, Anna.
Suddenly there were footsteps from below again and Nana jumped straight from her chair.
He wanted to go to the door to see if it was Anna who came this time, but suddenly he was stopped by an invisible hand.
"Wait a minute, there's more than one person."
Nana patted her chest with dissatisfaction,
"You're scaring me, sister Nightingale."
Soon the door opened, and this time it was Brian, who was stationed here, who came in,
“Nona Pine, please come down. You have a patient who is on fire.” It's a job for him, right?
Nana took a deep breath, "I'm going down."
He walked down while two guards were busy carrying the unconscious person towards the bed.
Standing beside the bed was a short man with a face full of anxiety. Brian walked up to the patient and neatly tied the patient's hands and feet to the bed.
After he finished tying, he closed the area with the curtains he had prepared beforehand and then carried the little man out of the room.
When Roland got down, he asked as he rubbed his eyes, "What happened?"
"Your Majesty, the North Slope Mine sent a seriously injured person, it looks like he was doused in hot water."
Prince walked towards Brian, “He was burned by the steam engine, right?
Is there a problem with the machine?
Did you send him to Nana?
"He's in the medical room." Brian pointed towards the door.
"I want you to investigate the case." when he finished speaking,
Roland walked towards the medical room. Nana slowly stepped closer to the injured man, only looking at him meticulously in her peripheral vision.
When he saw his face, his facial features had turned into paste, forming a round ball.
What should have been a dehydrated and inhumane white skin, it just looked like a cloth lying on his face.
On his neck were small egg-sized blisters, some even broke, and the mucus coming out of the blisters mixed with blood on the pillow.
In the twinkling glint of flames, his appearance was more terrifying than the demons in his nightmares.
He took two steps back and closed his eyes. When she opened it again, she saw her father watching her, attentive.
"Are you okay?" Nana nodded, thinking of the words Roland said to her –
“You just need to treat the injured just as you treat small animals.”
An overwhelming feeling emerged within his body and gathered on his palm. He saw a beam of light emitted from the glowing green liquid flowing out from his hand as it fell on the injured face.
To him, this fluorescence glow was obvious, but to others it seemed invisible. Then, the wounds began to change.
The charred skin is constantly peeled off and new skin begins to grow back at a visible pace.
The injured man's agonizing groan gradually diminished until it stopped, and his breathing subsided.
Looks like he just fell asleep. Nana sighed, relieved. This time his own appearance was definitely better than before,
and he thought, I should have made great progress with my training, right?
“Yes God, is this what His Majesty meant when he spoke of your healing abilities?
It's the first time I've seen you do this.” asked Sir Pine.
Then he exclaimed, "Good girl, you are amazing!"
“It was the power of the gods,” Brian said with the same tone of admiration,
“Nona Nana also healed me when I was seriously injured, I really owe her a lot.” Ah, he's so stupid.
Nana had to cover her face in shame, didn't she know that it was Nightingale's sister who smuggled her in and saved her that day?
"When did that happen?" sir Pine asked, full of astonishment,
“Why don't I know it?”
“Oh... Their powers have nothing to do with God, they belong to the witches themselves.” Roland opened the curtain and stepped in, coughed once and changed the subject,
"How's the wound?"
“He has basically recovered,” Blaine said excitedly,
“Like never get hurt! Your Grace, your,
with the help of Miss Nana, during the Demon Moon, everyone who fights has a chance to survive!”
"As long as they don't die on the spot, there won't be any problem with saving their lives" the Prince asserted,
showing Brian that he should stop since the man woke up, "Your name is Titus, right?"
The man named Titus looked confused and asked,
“I... What happened?
Am I dreaming?”
"You don't" Roland said.
"You're alive."
"Are you …! I have seen His Majesty in the square!” The man suddenly woke up like he had been struck by lightning, jumped off the bed, and knelt down,
"Your Majesty, did you save me?"
“It was the daughter of the Pine Family who saved you. She is a witch and has healing abilities.”
Nana's mind froze, she immediately said that she was a witch, would she be alright?
Sure enough, the look in the man's eyes instantly changed, “A woman...she is a witch?
Your Majesty, aren't they demons ..."
"Don't talk shit like that!" When Sir Pine heard him say such words about his daughter, he angrily cried,
“My daughter has nothing to do with the devil, but she instead saved your life, Do you think the Devil will extend a hand to you with help?!”
"No no! Forgive me for being disrespectful,"
Titus lowered his head,
"Thank you for saving my life, Miss Pine."
Nana suddenly felt uncomfortable. If he could, he would immediately rush out of the room, but a voice in his mind repeatedly reminded him, saying,
“be strong.”
Then when Titus was expelled,
Sir Pine anxiously asked,
“Is this going to be okay, Your Majesty?
This way, I am worried, my daughter will not be able to live a normal life again.”
“You should think on the bright side, Sir Pine,” Prince comforting,
“We have to take advantage of a situation like this, so that we can break the deadlock. With this, Nana will be completely free in the future.
Otherwise, in the years that followed, he would one day be revealed. Until then, I was worried that he could only live in seclusion.
“ ... True freedom?
Nana had no idea what this meant, because even now she felt so free. But Her Majesty said when they would reach her, Anna's sister would also be able to leave the castle like her.
Maybe they can even go back to Karl's college teacher, right?
