Future Knight [EN]: Chapter 101

퓨쳐나이트 101화

31. Goddess Zikyon

In the thick of battle.

Zikyon, her face veiled, was healing wounded soldiers in the field hospital.

It was all she could do right now.

Of course, she didn’t particularly care about the soldiers’ lives.

She was just bored of being cooped up alone in the barracks while everyone else was doing something.

“Kkyaaaa! Kill me! Just kill me! Please!”

A young soldier, his back completely burned by the Phoenix’s attack, writhed in agony.

The priest healing him shook his head with a look of despair.

“I, it’s no use… No matter how much I heal, the wound won’t recover. Has my faith been so lacking all this time? Oh, Pionessa, please grant this one grace…”

As the priest lamented his lack of faith, Zikyon approached.

“Hey! Stop talking nonsense and get out of the way.”

Thwack!

Zikyon kicked the screaming priest aside and used Dragon Language magic to heal the wounded soldier’s injury.

“New flesh, grow forth.”

As bright light emanated from Zikyon’s hand, the soldier’s back, which had been burned and mushy, quickly healed back to its original state.

The soldier, who had been in excruciating pain, began to touch his back with a puzzled expression as the pain miraculously disappeared. Then, he was shocked.

“H, how? How could this happen?”

The young soldier couldn’t believe it.

His back, which had been so painful, was now as smooth as a baby’s skin.

Even the priest who had been kicked by Zikyon was as surprised as the patient. Because the healing power she had just shown was so great that even the Archbishop of the Pionessa Church couldn’t imitate it.

“I, impossible, n, no way.”

Zikyon ignored their surprise and approached the next patient.

“Sob, sob… My leg! My leg!”

He was clutching his severed leg and crying desperately.

Zikyon stepped on his stomach and snatched the leg he was holding. The soldier desperately tried to take back his stolen leg.

“G, give me back my leg! My leg! What are you going to do with my leg!”

Zikyon hit him on the head with the stolen leg as he frantically struggled.

Thwack!

“Hey, if you keep freaking out, I won’t reattach your leg.”

“Huh? R, reattach it? My leg?”

“Yeah.”

At the word ‘reattach,’ the frantic man instantly shut his mouth and clung to Zikyon with a desperate heart.

“I, I’ll be still! Please reattach my leg!”

“Okay, so be still.”

“Yes? Ah, yes! I’m ready!”

The soldier bit down on the hilt of his dagger, though no one told him to, and tightly shut his eyes.

Zikyon squatted in front of his severed leg and began to loosen the tourniquet that had been tightly tied to stop the bleeding. Then, a woman in white, who had been taking care of the patient covered in blood, shouted in surprise.

“T, that’s! You can’t loosen that!”

However, Zikyon ignored the woman’s cry and released the tourniquet.

Then, a tremendous amount of blood gushed out of his leg.

It was such a massive hemorrhage that he would lose his life in an instant if he didn’t stop the bleeding quickly.

At the sight of the patient, the woman in white quickly ran to pull Zikyon away from the patient.

“What are you doing? Get out of the way!”

“You get out of the way.”

Zikyon casually pushed away the woman who was pulling her arm, as if she was annoying. Then, she fell backward, and Zikyon put the severed leg on the bloody patient’s thigh and said.

“Attach.”

At the same time as her words, a warm light began to envelop his severed leg. Soon, the flashing light disappeared.

The patient’s severed leg was perfectly reattached.

Then, the patient who had lost his leg looked at his leg, which was back in place, and touched it in disbelief.

“M, my leg is really back… My leg is really back!”

His face was filled with elation.

His bleak life, in which he thought it would be better to die honorably than to live as a cripple for the rest of his life, was given another chance.

The patient prostrated himself at Zikyon’s feet.

“T, thank you! Thank you so much! I will never forget this grace!”

The man conveyed his gratitude to Zikyon, even slamming his forehead on the ground.

Thanks to that, his face, which was covered in tears and snot, became covered in dirt.

But Zikyon didn’t care much about his sincere gratitude.

“Then, I’ll be on my way.”

As Zikyon got up to heal other patients, patients with miserable appearances who desperately wanted her help flocked around her like a swarm of bees.

“Hey! Please look at my arm!”

“Hey! Please look here too!”

“Please save me!”

Seeing the rushing patients, Zikyon raised her right hand high and shouted loudly.

“Get in line!”

* * *

The second day’s battle also ended in a draw.

The fierce battle, in which they stood face to face without an inch of compromise, ended insipidly, with only enormous sacrifices.

“Ugh, stubborn bastards! Sick of it, sick of it.”

“Tomorrow, for sure…”

Although they did not win, they slowly retreated, vowing to win tomorrow.

On the battlefield where the living returned, only the cold corpses of former friends and comrades remained in a miserable state.

Duke Sachsen, who had fought fiercely all day, got off the Gigantes [A type of large, humanoid war machine] in a haggard state.

Duke Sachsen’s Agni [Likely refers to the name of Duke Sachsen’s Gigantes] was telling how hard he had fought. There was not a single undamaged place.

Not only that.

None of the Gigantes that were put into today’s battle were intact.

They were all crushed, broken, and scorched, all in a miserable state.

“We could have pushed a little harder…”

Duke Sachsen was so sorry.

On the ground, the Allied Forces clearly overwhelmed the Green Elves.

However, because of the Spirit King Phoenix, who rampaged freely in the sky, it was another draw.

No matter how hard Arteon tried, the power of the Spirit King was still overwhelming.

“Hoo… Anyway, how are we going to get through tonight again.”

Duke Sachsen said with a resigned sigh.

Tired as he was, he had to solve the terrible homework of the Dark Elves’ surprise attack that would come again tonight.

How the Allied Forces solved this was the key to victory in tomorrow’s battle.

However, it did not seem easy to stop their terror.

In today’s battle, which recorded more casualties than yesterday, there were more wounded than dead.

Not just wounded, but wounded with severe burns.

It was all the Phoenix’s doing.

It was by no means easy to stop the Dark Elves’ persistent terror with them.

Just taking care of them in pain was not enough.

‘Hoo, I’m very worried about tonight…’

But until then, Sachsen did not know.

That the Goddess had reappeared in the field hospital.

* * *

“Oh! Goddess!”

“It’s the Goddess!”

“Please have mercy, Goddess…”

“Show us a miracle!”

Everyone knelt down and prayed to Zikyon with their hands together.

Zikyon’s expression, who was receiving the adoration of the patients, was full of gentleness and kindness, unlike her usual rough appearance.

“Would you like to show me your wound?”

At Zikyon’s beautiful voice, which echoed like a calm wave on the lake, the seriously injured soldier forgot even the pain for a moment and stared blankly at her beautiful face.

“If you stare at me like that, I’ll be embarrassed…”

As Zikyon smiled shyly and turned her head, the soldier quickly came to his senses and showed her his wound.

“I, it’s not a big deal, but… Ugh!”

The soldier said it wasn’t a big deal, but the wound he showed was very serious.

“To think that you don’t think such a big wound is a big deal, you’re a really brave person. But if you don’t treat this kind of wound quickly, it’s very dangerous. Now, stay still.”

Zikyon reached out to his wound and cast a healing spell.

“Oh miracle of Pionessa, may it be manifested from my fingertips. Assarabia!” [Likely a nonsense phrase used to imitate a divine incantation]

Zikyon cast a ridiculous spell and healed his wound with Dragon Language magic from behind.

Then, the soldier’s wound healed in an instant, like the miracles she had shown so far.

Without a single scratch.

Then, exclamations burst out from here and there.

“Wow!”

“It’s a miracle!”

“Goddess! Please look here too!”

“Goddess!”

“Goddess!”

“Goddess!”

No matter how common healing magic was here, if it was a serious wound that would endanger one’s life, even a skilled healer would have to sit there for hours and heal.

And it was normal to be exhausted from mana depletion.

The same was true of divine power.

However, Zikyon healed any wound cleanly in just a few seconds, and she didn’t even seem tired even after healing hundreds of people.

Then, people called her the reincarnation of the Goddess and were enthusiastic about her miraculous power.

As far as they knew, the only being with this level of healing power was the Goddess, who was born with the power of God.

Zikyon, who had suddenly become a Goddess, felt strangely good at the human eyes full of awe that she had received after a long time, and she was acting as a Goddess without her fate.

But the fun was only for a while.

As the day waned and the battle ended, a huge number of wounded soldiers poured into the field hospital.

Each of them was so critical that their lives would be in danger if they were not treated quickly.

Losing an arm or a leg was not even considered an injury.

Zikyon groaned as she looked at the pouring wounded soldiers.

‘Heh! What, now they’re coming in packs, damn it…’

The endless stream of wounded seemed to be tens of thousands at first glance.

No matter how much she had Ancient Dragon’s healing power, it would be impossible to heal all of them with that number.

It was time to stop playing around and disappear quietly…

“Kuaaa! My eyes! My eyes!”

“I, I want to live, I want to go home…”

“Mother, mother…”

The priests and healers working at the field hospital were also horrified by the endless stream of wounded.

The field hospital, which was already saturated with the first day’s battle, had no more space to accommodate them.

“I expected a lot of wounded, but I didn’t expect this many…”

The high priest of Pionessa, who was in charge of the field hospital, was also stunned.

The number of wounded pouring in far exceeded their expectations.

It was then.

Someone shouted loudly.

“It’s okay! We have the Goddess!”

“That’s right! We have the Goddess!”

“Wow! Goddess!”

“Goddess!”

“Goddess!”

“Goddess!”

Suddenly, when a woman shouted the name of the Goddess with a bright smile, everyone shouted for the Goddess like fanatics and looked at Zikyon.