Vol 1 Chapter 16 (1/2)
A meal was offered to the unexpected visitor
“Mmm~♪”
Miss “Footsteps of Death” was eating out of the packed biscuits, served at the back patio sofa She raised a happy hum
Fujianted to eat so even the cruh, he was forced to attempt to keep his eyes unfocused, since the Miss had taken off her full body armor, now in her underwear
“Would you like a second helping?”
Fujiwara raised a quiet voice, noticing the tea cup in front of her was emptied
“Uh-huh”
“Just a moment”
Fujiwara retrieved the cup that was proffered, and poured into it coffee froht out for the guests The prih it is quite difficult to drink on its own However, due to its flavor and s the bitter coffee a buttery taste
For Fujiwara it was blasphelorious, bitter coffee, but people whine ‘It’s too bitter, you can’t drink it’, so it couldn’t be helped
“There Please be careful, it’s still slightly hot”
“Yes,”
Miss “Footsteps of Death” carefully sipped the coffee fro, thinking she was satisfied, but this ht better of it She pro more biscuits, before she let out a “…Fu,” clearly still not satisfied Apparently, the full paper bag had run nearly eh there was probably only (burnt) bacon and eggs
“By the way… Is your injury really alright?”
“Hht, mm
It seeot it
Fujiwara finally focused on the injury itself On her pottery-like, pristine white skin was the strange-to-see purple discoloration, swollen It was pitiful seeing it in this state At first he had thought it was broken, but no et immediately after
“I… Had to fight a Hungry Tiger while tired… and exchange this injury… for the stupid thing’s life”
“Wouldn’t it be better to treat it immediately?”
“I, mm… decline”
“…”
Fujiwara let out a sigh
He could guess why
She was still hiding her roots When going for treatment, they’d remove her full body armor When they noticed that she was a top notch beauty with a naturally pretty face, ruround
“Noo… mm,”
“What do you mean?”
“I, uh… My hunger is satisfied, nothing scares me now”
Miss “Footsteps of Death” explained in a way Fujiwara didn’t quite understand, laughing dauntlessly as she ate another fragment of a biscuit
Then, Fujiwara saw the reason
Although there was no sical Power unless they focused hard, and this young lady’s body was overfloith absurdly high aic power This sort of phenomenon is associated with powerful ic needed to be converted into ic and was consumed, if too much was let out, an overflow state could be obtained
But, she was just eating, so Fujiondered what on earth could have triggered the ers to cause it
“… Are you possibly a ‘Divine Protection’ e?”
“Yes, sort of”
Sometiic circuits within their body As easy as they breathe, they can use specific ic, but they didn’t need any incantation or trigger Such a person wasn’t valuable in the ties or even into this later period, there have been people who have ars and repainted history with this ability, too They were often subjects of worshi+p as ‘Living Gods’ in ancient times, but the history of this ‘Divine Protection’ ends there, as they get less attention
“Ah, I see”
Miss “Footsteps of Death” tendered her left ar healed with a scary pace The purplish, now red, discoloration was being thinned out, and the dae was healed past the extent even a prayer from the temple could heal it
“…”
Fujiwara finally remembered to breathe
He understood why she was so strong She had extrereat resilience, healing, and reinforcement to her body
When using this reat deal When hungry, you’d be unable to use that ic anymore, so she couldn’t handle her armor
“But, such a valuable thing, must it be hidden?”
Hiding such a strong “Divine Protection” is no suild, a lot of privileges, and free work at the church
There was no real disadvantage to allow this Divine Protection to be known This was the sa paragraph)
“Only you ain”
“Yes, but,”
“You know that I told you not to tell others You don’t need to knohy”