Chapter 12 (1/2)

And a type of monster that was hitting Melkiade.

I didn’t know if it would happen in the future or that it was just my imagination.

‘I’m glad that I got there in time, anyway.’

Fortunately, thanks to Ludwig and the Holy Sword, daddy was saved.

I didn’t know if it will happen until I arrived.

‘This was where Melkiade almost lost his eye.’

The place where Melkiade’s face was scarred with a long scar, seemed to be here.

Fortunately, I got here in time so it was clean without a scratch. Thanks to that, she lost her so-called “middle-aged man” later, but daddy still has his perfect beauty.

This is the equivalent exchange for taste!

“It seems that they have cleared up all the monsters around the cathedral.”

“Sir Ludwig, you’re amazing. You’re truly a Holy Knight.”

“Oh, no. Sir Kalian is more than capable of dealing with the monsters.”

While Kalian and Ludwig praised each other, I finished writing a letter to priest Aiden from the Vatican cathedral.

“You’ll be in touch with him, at least in a week.”

“Wow, that’s great.”

The method of sending letter taught by priest Aiden was great. With this, we can send and receive letters even if we are far away.

“Old man, you can’t do this magic?”

“It may seem easy, but it takes a huge amount of divine power.”

“Really?”

It looked so easy.

It was simply a magic of sending letters as birds or animals were sent to the destination, which, unlike what it looked like, was a high-level magic.

“For example, the divine power would not be a problem, but it would be a problem if you don’t know where to send the letters.”

I laughed at priest Aiden’s words.

“Old man, old man.”

Priest Aiden listened to me. I asked carefully as I looked at the other people’s work.

“Can monsters even speak?”

“The monsters?”

“Yes.”

I nodded and Priest Aiden answered me with a very strange look on his face.

“I’ve never heard of a monster talking.”

“Really?”

“The monster is a scum of malice. He’s not intelligent, so he can’t even speak.”

“Is that so?”

So what was that voice I heard?

‘Save me…’ That’s what it said.

The monster howled like that as it was torn by Ludwig’s Holy Sword. Later when I asked Ludwig, he said that he didn’t hear anything.

What he heard was just the grotesque screams of the monster.

‘Is it just me?’

This is the first time I’ve ever experienced this.

This never happened in the novel.

It wasn’t even Priscilla’s ability, so I was just wondering.

“What is it?”

I left Priest Aiden and came back to Luciana as he was busy taking care of the cathedral’s repairs.

“Lucy, is Dad all right?”

“Yes. Fortunately, he’s fine.”

Maybe it’s because my expression didn’t change , Luciana asked me.

“Would you like to go see him?”

“Okay.”

I thought I’d have to see it for myself if he’s okay. Holding Luciana’s hand, we went to the room where Melkiade is resting.

The guard, who was guarding the door, greeted me as soon as he saw me and left.

I peeped my head through a crack in the door and saw the room. Melkiade, who was leaning against the bed, saw me.

“Can I come in?”

Melkiade laughed as I leaned against the door and asked him.

“Come here.”

I immediately went inside.

When I walked into the room, there was no chair for me to sit on. But I still got a place to sit!

I climbed onto the bed and sat right next to Melkiade.

“Daddy, are you all right?”

I carefully reached out and touched Dad’s forehead. There was no fever.

“No, it hurts.”

“It hurts?! Where are you hurt?”

I was surprised and opened my eyes wide, and Melkiade showed me his arm, expressionlessly.

“Faster! Where are you hurt?”

I clutched my dad’s arm in a hurry. There was no apparent trauma. Did he suffer internal injuries because he was attacked by a monster?

“Amel will heal it for you.”

How does a “Healing prayer” works?

First, I have to be calm.

“This little one asks you to lend me your power, a miracle of remarkable recovery.”

I learned it, but it was my first time using it in real life. The light from my fingertips went into Dad’s arm.

It won’t hurt anymore, will it?!

I looked at Melkiade in anticipation, Melkiade was looked at me, still frowning.

“Are you still hurt? Daddy? What should I do? I did what I learned. Why didn’t you get better?”

I was restless when suddenly Melkiade burst into laughter.

“……?”

Why is he laughing all of a sudden?

Did he finally lost his mind?

I stared blankly at Melkiade laughing and slowly realized what had happened.

Damn!

‘You made fun of me!’