Reader’S Regeneration Life [EN]: Chapter 207

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“I’m sorry. Something came up at home, so I must leave!”

The past Holy War, or more precisely, the fierce battle between the Celestial Race and the Demon Race, concluded with both races retreating after suffering immense damage.

Of course, unlike the Demon Race, who were stuck on the mortal plane, the Celestial Race, while retreating, continued to spread propaganda throughout the continent, claiming it as a victory of light and asserting that good would always prevail.

Their aim was to ensure that while they retreated to their sanctuary to recover their exhausted and wounded bodies and depleted strength, all beings on the continent would be armed with infinite animosity and hostility towards the Demon Race, independently fighting and resisting them.

‘In that sense, the Demon Race was truly foolish.

If they had remained silent, the beings of the continent would no longer have paid attention to them.’

As expected, the forces of evil, those who bring chaos and darkness to this land, are foolish.

Shaiella thought so as she lightly soared into the air.

No being on the continent can fly with such light wingbeats like they can.

Looking at these wings, which display a pure white color even more distinctly in sunlight and moonlight, and the beings who possess them, who with any sense could not call the Celestial Race the descendants of light!

Of course, there are monsters and demons who also have wings, but one is merely a monster in the eyes of any being, a creature without reason.

And the other exudes ominous energy, with colors that stand out as blood-red or as black as night.

Neither of these beings would ever be welcomed by any on the continent.

—Your efforts, unable to rest in the sanctuary, will surely receive the rewards of light someday.

—

While most of the Celestial Race returned to the sanctuary to await the Holy War that would one day rise again, and the day to purify this dirty and foully corrupted continent following it, to recover their strength.

The very few Celestial Race members who did not enter the sanctuary called themselves the servants of the Celestial Race and, together with the Fairy Race, who were ready to carry out the teachings of light for them at any time, focused on checking the Demon Race and continuing to spread the teachings of light on the continent.

Thus, on the very day when the seven horns sounded, all beings would offer prayers, hoping that everything would be done according to the will of light.

“But, there are still those who cannot easily accept the will of light.

No, should I say there are many?

Truly, they are incredibly foolish.”

What attachment do they have to this corrupted and defiled land that they try to maintain their ugly lives?

Shaiella could not understand those who did not accept the will of light.

Look at the fairies, who call themselves the most superior race.

They are already beings who listen to the words of the Celestial Race and are ready to act according to the will of light at any time.

So, isn’t it natural that they are not lacking in calling themselves the best race!

“The Holy War is a shortcut for everyone on the continent to be at peace.

I have illuminated the path so that they can participate in that glorious battle, but instead of enjoying that honor, they only think of running away.

They are definitely in need of punishment.

There is nothing better than physical stimulation to guide them on the right path.”

Shaiella looked down at the spear that reflected the moonlight, emitting a subtle purple glow.

It was a mysterious item imbued with tremendous divine power, given to her by her brother Luga, who was the leader of the few top-ranking Celestial Race members.

When Shaiella asked why he was giving her this precious item, Luga said it was a gift to his sister, who could not rest in the sanctuary and was guiding all beings on the continent to the path of light, and the least he could do as a top-ranking Celestial Race member to show respect to a hard-working upper-ranking Celestial Race member.

‘Do your best, Shaiella.’

Recalling Luga’s words as he smiled and said that, Shaiella spurred on her wingbeats.

Recently, news has been heard from various places that the path to bringing light and peace to the continent has been faltering a bit.

At such a time, if even this most important Holy War were to go awry before it even started, she would not be able to face Luga.

“···Is it down there?”

To prevent any possible friction, Hispana, Nudia, and the Holy Prussen [likely referring to ‘Prussia,’ but adapted to fit the fantasy setting].

These three countries were encamped at a certain distance from each other.

Thanks to this, Shaiella was able to reach the vicinity of the Hispana camp without being observed by Nudia or the Holy Prussen.

Shaiella gently fluttered her wings in the air and looked around for the most splendid and largest tent.

She had heard that the tent of Princess Vanessa was like that, so she planned to find it, quietly enter, and first persuade her with kind words, and if she still didn’t listen, she would inflict some punishment.

“I hope you will listen when I speak.”

Saying that, Shaiella fiddled with Luga’s spear.

A long time ago, whenever she tried to stray from the path of light, Luga would hit her buttocks with this spear for not repenting.

At first, it was so painful that tears would well up in her eyes, but at some point, she started to think that it was rather okay than painful.

‘If others are punished like this, will they feel good and listen well?’

Curious about that, Shaiella had hit the buttocks of monsters, young Celestial Race members who didn’t listen, and other races with the spear.

But every time, they would all cry, scream, or beg for forgiveness, and no one would smile and enjoy it like she did.

‘Strange, am I hitting them wrong?

Too lightly?

Or too hard?’

Shaiella thought so and tried hitting them with other tools instead of the spear, and finally with her own hands, and adjusted the intensity, but she could not see the reaction she had hoped for.

‘Then, are humans different?’

Shaiella wanted to bestow this teaching on humans right away.

However, those who had seen her actions began to stop her, saying that it was absolutely not allowed for humans.

The reason was that foolish humans would only think of it as harassment by the Demon Race, not as punishment for teaching.

She was very disappointed, and she really wanted to inflict punishment.

Everyone was complaining that humans were not following the path of light, but if she gave them a few punishments like her brother had done to her, they would listen well on their own.

“···In that sense, Vanessa.

You will be my glorious first human subject of punishment.

I hope you don’t understand me when I speak.

You never know?

You might also know the pleasure of this punishment and walk the same path as me.”

It was the moment when Shaiella, with a very bright smile, slowly glided down to the earth.

‘Hmm!’

‘···Huh?’

As if feeling an invisible wall for a moment, Shaiella urgently braked and stopped in one place.

Then, she looked around, taking on an appearance as if she was trying to find something.

‘Just now, just now there was some strange energy···.’

Woong!—

As if answering, ‘It’s here,’ the unidentified energy that had been pulling Shaiella’s wings revealed its presence again from somewhere.

It was a very short, literally fleeting moment, so ordinary beings would not be able to notice it, but Shaiella was able to feel the energy in the air.

It was as if it knew her location from the beginning, accurately shooting its energy towards where she was flying.

‘Who on earth was reading all my movements?’

Shaiella looked around.

She wondered if it was a trap set by the Demon Race, but unless the highest-ranking demons came forward, it was close to impossible to do anything to her.

And more than half of the highest-ranking demons had already become dust in the Holy War a long time ago, and the surviving beings had been secretly subdued by the Celestial Race while acting individually and sealed in a place from which they could never emerge.

‘That’s what happened to Bahamut, and that’s what happened to Lilith.’

Above all, if a truly high-ranking demon was in this place, they would not be so quiet.

They would have immediately launched an attack as soon as they discovered her.

“···Is it there?”

Shaiella’s eyes sparkled, and she turned her body and began to fly at a tremendous speed towards a place away from the Hispana camp.

And the moment she stopped abruptly in place and looked down.

“It really is a pigeon.”

She could confirm the man who was looking directly at Shaiella with a slightly admiring voice.

Although there was moonlight and stars, it would be impossible for the skills of an average human to see her appearance or even sense her presence or sound, but the human man standing below seemed to be seeing everything, hearing everything, and feeling everything, and he looked so relaxed.

More than that, the man had uttered a very strange word just now.

“Pigeon?”

Shaiella wondered if she had misheard something.

To use the word pigeon for the noble and glorious descendants of light?

No being on the continent, not even most of the demons, used such a word.

The only ones who could openly demean the Celestial Race like that were the highest-ranking demons.

In other words, only those with such power were unique.

But the human man below was saying the word pigeon as if it were so natural.

Just a human, an inferior race that doesn’t know anything and is busy fighting among themselves every day.

‘I think they need some teaching.

A warm teaching including some punishment.’

The upper-ranking Celestial Race member Shaiella, shaking her head, continued her very elegant and noble wingbeats and slowly landed on the earth.

Shimmering silver hair, and wings that are pure and clean that no being in the world can possess.

‘Hehe.

How is it?

Isn’t it admirable?

If you regret using such a low-class word as pigeon and bow your head right now, I might forgive you···.’

Shaiella smiled like that and let out a light smile.

The human man, who had been watching the Celestial Race member’s appearance, paused for a moment and then slowly opened his mouth.

“What a load of crap.”

“···?”

Did I just hear something wrong?

Thinking that, Shaiella blinked her eyes and looked at the human man who was standing crookedly in front of her, glaring with cold, hardened eyes.

“···Are you perhaps a demon?”

No answer came back.

Sometimes silence is said to be affirmative, but Shaiella thought that this time, silence did not mean affirmation.

Even though the word demon had come out, the other person was exuding an atmosphere of, ‘What kind of nonsense are you spouting.’

In addition, she could not feel the unique energy or smell that demons exuded.

Shaiella realized that the being who was looking at her, a Celestial Race member, without the slightest agitation, standing in a rather arrogant posture, and looking at her with eyes that seemed even more arrogant, was a perfect human without a single point of suspicion, and continued to speak.

“A demon follower?”

“···.”

There was still no reaction.

Shaiella was slowly getting angry at the person who was so openly ignoring her.

“Well, whatever it is, it doesn’t matter.

Seeing our Celestial Race, the descendants of light, and having such an arrogant attitude, or openly provoking me.

Everything is wrong, very wrong.”

“···.”

“Not showing any reaction after listening to the other person’s words.”

“···.”

“Even showing the gesture of ignoring me instead of listening to me when I speak.

Everything is wrong.

You shouldn’t be like that, but you’re acting arrogantly as if it’s so natural.”

“···.”

“I don’t know what your intentions are, but as a descendant of the great light, I cannot overlook this rudeness···.”

“Rishikida.”

Then, something rustled behind the man, and slowly approached him.

Shaiella did not seem very surprised by Rishikida’s appearance, because she had already noticed Rishikida’s presence as she came down to the earth, and she did not feel that she was stronger than the man.

“Yes, Yoo-hyun.”

“That pigeon, I think it would be better for you to deal with her.”

“Me?”

“If I step forward first, I think I’ll kill half of her without you being able to do anything.”

Ha?

Shaiella let out a sigh as if she was dumbfounded by the man’s words.

She was a skilled member of the upper-ranking Celestial Race, a definite powerhouse who had stayed outside without entering the sanctuary and had survived here without any major incidents.

‘But, just a human is going to kill me?’

Shaiella was dumbfounded, but she looked at the human called Yoo-hyun once again.

If he was a bluffer, there would definitely be signs of lying, but the man did not show any such signs.

Then the conclusion is twofold.

Either he’s just a mediocre guy who’s nothing more than a frog in a well [an idiom for someone with limited experience or knowledge].

Or he’s a really powerful guy.

‘Honestly, the former is more likely, but it’s better not to be careless.’

Because of that, she scanned the surroundings once as if preparing for an emergency.

An act to see if there were any other hostile forces that she had not noticed.

At that, Kim Yoo-hyun opened his mouth without even looking at Shaiella.

“There’s only you, that pigeon, me, and this woman here, so don’t worry.

I’ve specially designated this place as a place where you won’t get caught unless you fight to the point where the world collapses.”

“Ahaha!

So what?

Don’t tell me you want me to thank you?”

“I should be the one saying thank you.

I was already very tired because my new disciple has been rushing at me like crazy lately.”

“Sir Yoo-hyun, please don’t say things that are likely to cause misunderstandings.”

Rishikida pouted and grumbled like that.

Sion wasn’t here, but still, hearing those words made her feel like she was betraying Sion and sticking to another master.

“If you endure well against that pigeon, then we’ll move on to the next stage.”

“Really?”

A bright energy filled Rishikida’s face.

She had Sion’s order to get stronger, but Kim Yoo-hyun, who was teaching her, didn’t make any progress, so she was rushing at him with a sword every day, asking him to move on to the next stage.

Kim Yoo-hyun said that he would give her the next stage of teaching, so Rishikida immediately turned her body and looked at Shaiella.

“You have to keep your promise, Sir Yoo-hyun.”

“Don’t worry.

I don’t make promises often, but once I make a promise, it’s my iron rule to keep it.”

Rishikida, who had heard Kim Yoo-hyun’s confirmation, stood in front of Shaiella with only a simple outfit and a sword.

Shaiella, who was dumbfounded that a human woman who didn’t seem particularly special until just now was standing in front of her without fear, was about to warn her to step back and bring the arrogant man forward.

‘Huh?’

The energy changes in an instant.

The woman, who had seemed like a calm lake until just now, was now a sea with storms raging like crazy.

‘Ha!

How interesting.

I looked so easy.

I think there will be a lot of humans to educate today!’

Maybe today will be a day when she can punish as much as she wants.

Shaiella thought so and glared at Rishikida, who was slowly walking towards her.