"It's over..." After having finished fighting the demon, I muttered to myself. He wasn't tough, but he was a disgusting opponent. I really think so. I picked up the pieces of his flesh, including the head I had just cut off. The body of a demon.
It was extremely dangerous, and too much for an ordinary person to handle, so I couldn't just leave it there. But it was also valuable as a material that could be used for various things. If I sold it, I could get a decent amount of money. Maybe I should consult an alchemist about it.
"The nightmare is over. I have ended it. You can't get back what was lost, but I will help you as much as I can. I promise you that, in the name of the hero." Having finished dealing with the aftermath, I called out to the girl, who was still in her dream. I picked her up and returned to my horse.
As I straddled its back, I thought about what had happened.
The demons boldly entered the town. It was something that had never been thought possible before. Something bad was starting to happen. I couldn't help but smell something fishy.
After riding my horse a little further, I came across a makeshift medical center. It seems that those with relatively minor injuries were being treated here, while those with serious injuries were being taken to the church. I called out to Sister Anesarya, a nun who had been called in on an emergency to treat the seriously injured. "Sister Anesarya."
"Lord Charles, you're amazing for defeating that terrifying demon without a scratch."
She said this after seeing that my clothes were spotless. "There's something I need to talk about." "Understood, I'm all ears." She followed me, realizing that it would be difficult to talk about this in a crowded place. "It's about the girls who were victimized." "Yes, I know the general situation. If we treat them properly now, they won't become pregnant with the demon's children."
She understood straight away what I was trying to say. And that was a blessing in disguise for me. "I'm sorry to bother you when you're busy, but can you help me?" "I'll get started as soon as I've finished treating the ones with life-threatening injuries."
"I can help with treating the wounds. You can leave those with a moderate amount of injury to me." "That would be a great help." "That's what I wanted to say. I'm truly grateful."
I thanked Sister Anesarya and went with her to the church where the seriously injured were waiting.
After removing the foreign object and administering some treatment, I cast a high-level healing spell. Then, the deep lacerations caused by the falling rubble healed in an instant. "Thank you. To have the hero himself heal me..." The old woman bows to me as she says this.
Well, I'm not that great of a person to be bowed to. A murmur erupts as I show my healing magic for the first time in public. "Amazing! The hero can even use healing magic!? And it's amazing..." "Not only is he strong, he even heals people. What a wonderful person he is!" Such voices can be heard. I've been showing my face a lot recently in emergencies, so it seems that almost no one thinks of me as a stupid prince anymore. It's rare for the hero to show his strength in public. So it's no wonder people are surprised.
In addition, I have learned high-level healing magic in preparation for when I enter the dungeon alone.
It can't be helped that I'm seen as a heretic. There aren't many people who can use high-level healing magic, so I used Mana water to recover my magical power many times while treating people. It's not that I don't have much mana, it's just that there are too many people I have to heal. Even when I entered the dungeons alone, my mana almost never ran out.
Just to be on the safe side, I brought along many recovery items that are far more valuable than Mana Water. Mana Water is water refined using special materials and methods that restores a small amount of magical power, and it costs quite a bit to buy. I use that precious Mana Water generously to continue the treatment. No matter how valuable it is, it can't be compared to a human life.
Besides, it is precisely because it is used at times like these that it has true value. Just as the Mana Water that I had always kept on hand was running out, the treatment of the seriously injured was finally completed.
Once the living people were treated, it was time for the dead. Of course, those who could not help with treatment had been doing the work up until now, but there were still not enough hands.
That's why I requested backup.
"I'm sorry to bother you when you're tired, but this time I want you to pay respects to the dead." "Understood." "I'm sorry, but I can't help you anymore today. I'm keeping people waiting." Four hours had passed since I ran out of my chambers. I knew it was too late, but I still had to get back as soon as possible. I was in the middle of preforming my duties. I put it on hold to come here.
After I exchanged a few quick greetings with everyone, I hurried over to where she was waiting.
"Welcome back!" She was waiting for me, just as she'd promised. "Sorry to have kept you waiting."
"No, I've heard the reason. I'm even more proud now to be held in your arms, Lord Eucharlouch." Far from getting angry, she even said something like that. And so, our duties resumed, although much later than usual.
"Ah...! Ah...! Eucharlouch, you're amazing...!" She let out a moan as I passionately thrusted into her from behind.
"I'll make up for the delay by giving you lots of loving...!"
"Ahhh...! I'm so happy...!" "Tonight, I won't let you sleep until morning...!"
I won't tell anyone that the excitement of the battle had made me feel more energetic than usual. And so our passionate night passed.
Chapter length 2486 characters.
Note: Although the author never marked this interlude as completed this seems like it is.
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