“It’s nice to meet you, Lady Isabella. I am Eurushia. That plan sounds wonderful to me. I’m sure you and Sir Capel are very busy. And I came here to bring light, so I can’t afford to be resting all the time. How kind of you both to accommodate my wishes! Wouldn’t you agree, Brother Ludrick?”
“Oh, oh …… “
With a big smile, I spoke quickly, causing Lady Isabella and even Rick to step back, stunned.
“W-well, actually, Eurushia, there is something we would like to ask you…”
“Lady, that is–“
“Oh, please! I will do anything I can!”
I eagerly cut off Rick.
“Well, you see, a child in the local Costelle Church seems to be afflicted by a curse–“
“Understood! I will examine that person right away!” I decided immediately.
“A-ah, thank you…?”
“Oi.”
Lady Isabella seemed more confused than grateful at my hasty decision.
“Ahem, well then, Eurushia, I shall escort you. Sir Ludrick, would you care to explore the town? My daughter will guide you.”
As if waiting for this, Cordelia stepped in front of Rick.
“Yes, I will guide you! Going to the church will just be boring, right?”
For a moment, Cordelia gave me a triumphant look. But…
“No, I came to see the work Eurushia has been requested for. I cannot leave her.”
“…Eh?”
My and Cordelia’s whispers overlapped, and she glared at me with wide eyes. How cute.
“Eurushia…?”
“It’s nothing, Brother Ludrick. Hehehe.”
“Well, then, I’m afraid I won’t be joining you.”
Displeased, Cordelia snorted and turned away.
I don’t know what she thought of my exchange with Rick, but Cordelia was not in a good mood, so she sniffed and turned away …….But I immediately grabbed her arm.
“Let’s go together, Lady Cordelia.”
“Eek!”
Cordelia let out a strained cry as I firmly held her.
“Y-Eurushia-sama?”
“Oi, Eurushia.”
Lady Isabella and Rick called me, puzzled by my abrupt action. But I won’t back down here!
“Lady Isabella, Brother Ludrick… I’m sorry. I was anxious and clung to Lady Cordelia, who has an older sister-like aura…”
“Well…”
“…………”
As I clung to Cordelia’s stiffened arm, avoiding their gaze, the two had complex expressions and said no more.
I won’t let go of this “human shield” so easily!
And well, she’s not as delicious-looking as my real big sister, though.
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In the carriage, I used the “human shield” to avoid being sandwiched between the two again. Upon arriving at the church, the entrance was blocked by knight clerics, and an eerie presence could be felt from the outside.
“…There it is,” Lady Isabella said, frowning at the fetid scent.
There was a young mother embracing a child covered in oozing bandages, surrounded by clerics using sacred magic.
“How terrible…”
If you let her sit on the stone floor, her back will get cold!
“Please, save this child!”
the young mother pleaded tearfully.
I see. This is likely a curse, not just an illness.
The light world I dreamed of didn’t exist, but curses do exist here.
Usually it’s related to demons, but this time it seems to be magic. It’s difficult, but magic can do similar things.
The difference is, with demons, the curse is cast remotely in exchange for a price, but with magic, it’s more like a “trap” – set on important things to curse whoever touches them.
In that case, it’s troublesome because the spell will activate even if the caster is dead. I also suspect that’s why this child was affected, but how did ordinary civilians come to interact with such a cursed item?
“If you can’t do it, how about just honestly apologizing?”
“You shouldn’t say that, Cordelia. Lady Eurushia is still young, you know.”
“Yes, I’m very sorry, mother.”
I can see the bodyguard and Mrs. Isabel saying something as they move away from me, covering their mouths with a handkerchief. Well, if they want to apologize, they should do it to me, not to themselves. But oh well.
I’m in a good mood now, so I don’t mind. Bodyguard, thank you!
I gave them a warm smile, but for some reason they looked frightened. How rude.
In any case, the bodyguard is right – it would be difficult to dispel this curse with ordinary holy magic.
This child’s case seems to be a curse of illness. Likely, we’ll need to treat both the illness and the curse simultaneously.
In that case, we’ll have to use magic that’s not ordinary.
As I approach the mother and child, the priests try to stop me.
“This is too dangerous. You mustn’t come any closer.”
The priests seem to have a mix of concern for me as a child, and condescension towards me as a child. I wonder how the Capel Ducal family has been portraying me in the royal capital and the Toul territory?
“It’s alright.”
–Bam!
“Wha…the barrier just disappeared on its own!?”
The priests are shocked as the barrier vanishes with my approach. Surely my coming near didn’t cause the sacred barrier to break, did it?
“Please, help…”
“Yes.”
I smile gently at the pleading mother and child, and slowly spread my arms.
“–‘Let there be light.'”
The image I focus on is the most powerful potion I saw in that “game” world –
the one that can instantly heal any condition short of death. I’ve never used it because it seemed too precious.
This time, since it’s my own magic, it doesn’t cost me anything, but as an ordinary person, I still feel a flutter of excitement and a bead of sweat on my brow.
Soft light spreads, and dense, attribute-less pure magical power materializes into feathers of light, scattering about. In an instant, the child wakes up with no trace of injury.
“…Mommy, what happened?”
“Ah, Saint-sama! Thank you so much!”
As the mother embraces the bewildered child and expresses her gratitude, I nod with a wry smile, perspiring.
Phew, I’m relieved…the others seem fine.
Since it was an infectious disease, I cast it on everyone in the church, of course. And in this world, even if there were tattoos or plastic surgery, it would have returned them to their original state.
Looks like no one’s face has changed, so we’re safe.
“Big sis, thank you!”
“It’s nothing. I’m glad the pain is gone.”
The small boy cheerfully thanks me, and I gently pat his head.
Look at me! I’m the big sister!
“And, well…about the offering…”
Ah yes, that system does exist.
While holy magic healing is largely monopolized by religious institutions, the basic treatment itself is free. But people are expected to make an “offering” in return.
So sometimes there are those who don’t pay. In that case, the usual response is: “I’m sorry, but other patients are waiting, so we’ll be in touch later…”
After all, those offerings are an essential source of income for maintaining the religious facilities and being able to provide the treatment in the first place.
So there are general guidelines on treatment costs based on the condition. Something like a broken bone would be around the same as a commoner’s monthly salary, since a skilled mage could heal it in about three days, versus taking months with ordinary treatment.
But in a case like this, where I used that magical power, the cost would be…
hmm, maybe around the level of [the full cost of a heart transplant surgery and subsequent infection treatment].
“As the will of God dictates.”
As I ponder what to do, a priest-like person brings over a piece of paper that seems to have been prepared in advance, placed on a tray.
Let’s see here…ugh.
“nudge.”
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!?”
As the priest-like person tries to pass by me, I can’t help but give a jab, and he ends up sliding all the way to the corner of the church in a comical pose.
Crumpling the “invoice” that flutters down, I burn it in my hand, then turn to the mother and child with a gentle smile.
“No offering is necessary. Rather, I’m grateful for the experience.”
“B-b-b-but…”
For some reason, they still look terrified of me! But I won’t be disheartened!
“This is a church, but the sacred magic I just used is not ordinary magic – it’s something I’ve created myself, and this is the first time I’m using it. If I were to receive a large donation because of this, I think it would go against God’s will.”
──Rumbling sounds──
[Oh no!] [An earthquake?] [God is angry!]
Not again. I don’t know if it’s the local spirits or the land god, but could you please stop getting frightened every time I call you? I won’t eat you or anything.
But it seems the people who were paralyzed by my magic have forgotten to criticize me, which is a relief.
“…Mom, that’s weird.”
“Shh, be quiet.”
The boy doesn’t seem to understand what’s going on and is simply asking his mother for a snack.
The boy doesn’t stay quiet, and rummaging through his mother’s bag, he pulls out a small baked good and offers it to me.
“Big sister, have a snack!”
“Oh my! Thank you very much. I’ve received a wonderful ‘donation’ now.”
See? I’ll try to wrap this up by looking around, and sure enough, the priests are averting their eyes, probably because they don’t feel comfortable with a child making a large donation to me.
…Why are the boy’s mother and even Rick avoiding my gaze as well?
Well, it may be sweet, but instead of taking money from those who have little, I should be taking it from the Capel family.
While the priests are looking at me with rabbit-like fear in their eyes, the boy’s mother keeps thanking me as she leaves the church with her son.
But I wonder if they’ll be okay…? The church has been sealed off for a few days, and if the donation hadn’t happened, the mother and child might not have been able to receive the next treatment.
But it’s fine. Later, someone who seemed to be an important person in this town came and made a deal with the church. On their chest was…
“As the will of the Goddess dictates…”
The membership card of that [something something brings darkness] group was shining. And their scalp as well.
In this world, it’s all about connections and money. Let’s bring some darkness later.
The sense of liberation is no joke. I must have gotten a little too excited from escaping that carriage.
I dread having to go back, though.
And about…
“…What is this?”
That snack the boy gave me, there’s something off about it.
It has a nice aroma, and it looks homemade by the mother, but Vio said I shouldn’t eat it if I can help it. I can sense something like a remnant of the boy’s “heart” or soul in it.
I’ve sometimes been able to sense the “taste” of things made by people I know well, but could this be… a [offering]?
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