Chapter 222.1
Aligning Ideas
A demon appeared in the royal capital, and people learned its terror.
The number of casualties exceeded a thousand, and among the dead were young nobles, which gave the nobles’ faction a reason to attack the royal family. However, the attack by the nobles died down when several noble families and people testified that the person who defeated the demon was Crown Prince Ervan accompanied by the Saint. Due to various people’s intentions, the name of Count Lester was never made public.
“——“
Nathaniel, who could no longer speak, let out a raspy wheeze like a draft and looked up at the girl who had come to visit him with eyes that were starting to become cloudy.
His health, which had been bad for some time, had worsened in the past few days. His skin, which was once full of vitality at just thirteen years old, had dried up and become dry, his glossy brunette hair had faded, and Nathaniel was already so weak that he could not stand up.
Of course, the Holy Church did not just sit by and watch these unknown symptoms. However, even the healing magic of his grandfather, the head of the temple, was ineffective, and even if he temporarily recovered, the same thing would happen the next day. The head of the temple could not use the healing powers that were meant to be used on the people only on those involved, so he gave up on further treatment and entrusted Nathaniel to Saint Licia, whom he admired.
“Nathaniel… please do your best.”
Saint Licia, accompanied by a white maid, smiled gently at Nathaniel’s pleading eyes.
There was no way healing magic could cure him. Nathaniel was not injured, sick, or cursed, but his “soul” was gradually being chipped away.