And Now This Lifes Dream Scatters
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BANG!
I had no room to worry about manners.
I flung open the door to Sara-chans room and barged inside.
Young Miss? Lady?
The people inside turned toward me with startled expressions.
There was the Baron leaning on his cane, Lady Emma, the sinister butler, and my senpai maid with bandages around her head.
And an unfamiliar tall, tanned man with white hair wearing a white robe.
They were gathered around a small bed where the peach-haired beautiful girl, Sara-chan, lay motionless with her eyes closed.
Y-Young Miss?
My shaking legs somehow propelled me forward to approach, but
Dont come any closer, cursed child, the man in white coldly stated.
Hah? Who is this guy? Ill kill him.
Killing intent leaked out and my Intimidation activated involuntarily.
Calm down, Emi. The doctor is in the middle of treating Sara right now. This is the renowned healing specialist, Dr. Kiskett. He happened to be in the neighboring village, so I brought him here.
The Baron hurriedly tried to appease me.
Looking closer, the mans hands were indeed giving off a soft glow as he treated Sara-chan, visible even without Magic Perception.
Oh, I see, he needs to concentrate on the healing magic. Sorry about that
And Emi, thank you for protecting this mansion, this village, at the cost of your own body I am grateful.
The Baron then knelt on one knee despite his injured leg and bowed his head to me.
Though really, for you to not only survive that Poison Breath directly, but recover enough to move around after just one days rest Just what is your body made of?
I dont know myself.
Maybe its because Ive become more resistant to poisons lately, so the damage was minimal this time too?
Could be that eating all sorts of things has given me various resistances over time.
No, nevermind me.
Baron. Why is the young miss sleeping?
It seems that despite you blocking most of the Poison Breath from that monster-like massive Topopolock you could not prevent all of it.
Eh?
While she was unconscious, Sara inhaled just a small amount of the poison But even that minuscule amount is still said to be extremely dangerous dosage. Especially for Saras small body
Wait, wait.
I couldnt fully protect her?
I couldnt save my friend, Sara-chan?
My legs trembled.
I felt dizzy.
Involuntarily, I staggered.
Its okay! Its okay! Sara will be fine! The doctor is healing her!
Lady Emma cried out in a tearful voice, dark circles under her eyes as she desperately clutched Sara-chans hand, her makeup running from tears.
Dr. Kiskett silently continued administering healing magic.
Extra-sama had previously told me about healing magic it sends the patient magic power to enhance their bodys natural healing abilities.
Too much or too little magic power wont work you have to continuously provide just the right steady amount.
Looking with Magic Perception, the doctors magic output showed no fluctuations at all as he channeled it into Sara-chan.
To maintain this precision for so long, he must truly be top-class.
But then
!
The doctor twitched, and a cold sweat ran down his brow.
I understood the reason.
Sara-chans magic power leaking out of her body had rapidly started decreasing.
Its said that all living beings constantly leak out trace amounts of magic power.
So if that leakage decreases, it means
No.
I dont want this.
I dont want this, I dont want this, I dont want this, I dont want this, I dont want this!
Not Sara-chan.
Just when we became such good friends.
The friend I even dreamed about from my previous life.
My very first friend since being born here!
I involuntarily rushed to the bedside.
The others, unable to see magic power themselves, noticed the doctors change in demeanor and also approached.
Ah, not again.
Not another important person leaving me again.
Y-Young Sara-chan
Powerless.
Utterly powerless.
All I could do was tremble and helplessly stare at Sara-chan lying there on her back.
Tears streamed down.
The magic power leaking out as proof of Sara-chans life gradually, gradually decreased until I could no longer detect its existence with Magic Perception.
At the same time, the doctor stopped channeling magic power and shook his head.
No, doctor You cant mean!
No! No! Nooooooooo!
The Baron sank to his knees on the floor, strength leaving him.
Lady Emma sobbed uncontrollably as she clung to Sara-chans body.
Everyone was stunned into silence, Lady Emmas wails the only sound echoing in the room.
Despair reigned over the space.
But then, at that moment!
A brilliantly shining golden sphere of light appeared in the room!
!?
Startled by its sudden manifestation through the ceiling, I tensed up.
I felt like I had seen something similar to this light before.
Well, not seen directly, since I had my back turned.
It was that light that shone down on the Queens corpse just recently.
An unbelievable, extremely high concentration of condensed magic power.
It hovered briefly near the ceiling before shooting into Sara-chans body at tremendous speed.
?!
Sara-chans body started glowing after the light entered her.
Blinded by the brilliance, everyone instinctively shut their eyes.
Just a few seconds later, the intense glow subsided, and we opened our eyes.
There was
Mmm, mmmfuwaah
Sara-chan, previously lying completely still, now sitting up on the bed and stretching.
Sa-Sara? Sara! Saraaaaaaa!
Wah? Eh? Um, huh? Emma Salar Baroness?
Lady Emma sobbed as she embraced Sara-chan tightly.
A miracle A miracle has occurred! Sara is alive!
Nnn? Eh, who is this old man Woah, Martz Salar Baron!
Next the Baron trembled as he hugged Sara-chan.
For some reason, Sara-chan was blinking in confusion, muttering strange yes, strange things as she referred to her own family by their full names.
Y-Young Mistress~~~!
Though restraining herself from hugging Sara-chan as a servant, my senpai maid choked back tears of joy.
Um, um, that maid over there is Maid, right? And that old man is Mr. Sneigen No way! Even Dr. Kiskett is here!?
Contrary to everyones elation, Sara-chan seemed utterly bewildered.
For some reason, I had an ominous premonition.
Y-Young Miss
I hesitantly called out to her.
Sara-chan turned toward me, furrowed her brow even more perplexed, and said one thing:
Who are you?