Ugh....

　Like a newborn lamb, Fanon's body shuddered as he gagged and spat out what was in his stomach.
　He vomited up a large amount of water as if his body refused to do so. The current Fanon couldn't control the feeling of vomiting by himself and was in a state of intense delirium.

''Fanon-sama!

　You should have understood the cost of this - or rather the side effects.
　The first thing Exeles did was to look at the condition of the broken arm, and in order to prevent it from getting any worse, he ripped off his own clothes and held them down forcefully to secure it.
　It's not just the fact that you can't get away with it, it's the fact that you can't get away with it. That's not the point. She sobs and vomits repeatedly without feeling the pain of her broken arm.

　Keeping the healing mage on standby, Exeles rubbed her back until her condition calmed down.
　Aside from her arms, this was a symptom that even the healing mage couldn't help.

'It's rejection. Slowly calm your breathing. Don't put it back too far if you can...''

　Transplanting [Crippling bruise (Eilvennibus)] is possible because of Fanon, but it's not something that can be done unconditionally. And moreover, it's not a trick that can be done without any cost. To begin with, xenopathy is simply adapted to the body of the magician, and like magic power, it cannot be shared with others as a general rule.

　Naturally, what we can think of is rejection. It's tantamount to suicide in nature.
　The last time, Fanon had said it felt like his brain had been scrambled.
　He couldn't even focus, let alone focus on his third canal. The intense vomiting sensation is something you can't resist.
　On top of that, the sudden chill in his body robbed him of his physical freedom. It's strange just to be able to sit like this, and she's desperately fighting it.

''Ughhhh, excelessssss..................it's painful.''
Yes, sir.
I'm sick I'm cold.

　Tears pooled at the corners of her eyes and her trembling voice was as weak as a child panting with a high fever.
　The words were exchanged, which gave Exeles some relief.

'Yes. You'll be fine. You'll be better soon. I'll be there for you until then.'

　Gently caring like a mother, Exeles rubs her back in a gentle tone.
　Fortunately, it's a mild form of rejection. When I used it in the past, it usually lasted for about twenty minutes and left my liver cold, but at that time I couldn't even support my body with my arms, let alone sit up.
　Compared to that time, it's probably better if I can just talk.

'Good luck,'

　It's distressing to be able to spin only such words. Even though it's short, it's painful for him. Still, it may be a cheap price to pay for immense power. I don't know, but it was difficult for Exeles to readily accept that it was inevitable due to his own unusual abilities.

　I'm sorry, it was inevitable that I would have to put on that kind of face.
　That's why I'm going to stay by her side and keep talking to her until she recovers.

　It was painful to see Fanon getting so weak, knowing that there was no way to shoulder it.


　After about five minutes of caring for her, Fanon threw her legs out, with Exeles' shoulder on her back, Fanon inhaled and exhaled repeatedly, slowly catching her breath.
　As he became more rested, he was able to begin healing his arm as well.
　It may take a little longer to heal, though, as I'm still trying to focus and meditate and all that.


　A little while later, in the eerie silence, an unexpected sound of voices suddenly popped up in the middle of the eerie silence.

'Ho-ho-ho, it was already over. I'm here to add to the mix, but did I miscalculate?　Not bad for a girl...............................I see.

　While being accompanied by the troops that had been sent out to scout, the girl - Ilyce - had a nimble and sarcastic smile on her face.

　Fanon didn't even look at Ilyce, who was in such a buoyant mood that it was obvious to everyone.

''What kind of head does a little girl have, little girl... so?''

　He doesn't want to show his weakness, and although he returns strong words, there is no strength there. However, the barren exchange here would only be a one-sided burden on Fanon.
　To get to the point, she quickly urged him to continue.

'We're done downstairs ... but the kids weren't there.
Now it's the kid. What kind of standards do you use for that? So....
Well, we did some washing downstairs, but we didn't find any significant traces. I even came back to check once with your detection, but my guess is that he's probably on this floor nine times out of ten. I hope it's not too much trouble.

　When the water was pointed at him, Exeles first saw that the bruises had returned to his body. At the same time, he lightly brought Ilyce's entire body into view.
　Although there was some dirt on her robes, it was difficult to find traces of the battle from her.
　Anyway, I'm going to detect it immediately, but the only investigation of the two underground floors is still the huge room (pocket) I came down from.

　Normally, the possibility of the Rare Mare sisters being on the second basement level is high. More to the point, if there was a passage connecting the hierarchies somewhere, there's also a possibility that there's another person in distress here--Felinella Sokalent.

　It's also certain that there's another demon at the same level as [Starving Monkey Demon [Shava]] in this hierarchy.

(No, it's slightly different.)

　Another high rate demon. I feel a little bit of doubt now about what I felt when I tried to detect it outside the deposit.
　I have a strong sense that the detection of [Crippled Bruise (Eilvennibus)] is on the same level as the threat level. The quality rather than the total quantity of magic power. It's also because it perceived an odd magic power, Exeles came to the recognition that it's at the same level.
　It means that this hierarchy perceived two kinds of different magic power.
　One has a huge amount of magic power, and the other is due to magic power that has never been experienced before - can we say it's a kind of life force presence?

　It is impossible for the energy body of magic power to be greatly transformed by species or individual differences. The higher the rate, the greater the amount of information, the more dense it becomes, and we often use the word "quality" to describe it.
　I can't help but feel that it doesn't fit into this conventional concept.

　In any case.

'Chairman Ilyce. In the current Fanon-sama........

　He was about to say that, but Exeles swallowed the rest of the way down to Ilyce, who gave a glimpse of what was going on.

'What has happened to you?　Chairman Ilyce.
'No, Ars seemed to care about it too, but I'm a little concerned about the top.
Speaking of which, it must be Master Garginis. It is true that the sounds of battle have ceased for some time now.
No, not that way. It's higher...
..........?

　Ren-like astonishment was what Ilyce was referring to, but he had a feeling it was a bad thing anyway. As Exeles pondered to sort out the information that seemed to come to mind, Ilyce forcefully interrupted him, 'No.'

'We'll have to decide first. I'm going to go back upstairs or you guys are going to go back upstairs. To be honest, I'd like to prioritize the objective of rescuing people as soon as possible. I don't know much about the sisters Rhea and Mare by the way.
They are twins. There are almost no individual differences in magic, and the resemblance is so great that even a license can't identify them. And also ... they have a somewhat belligerent temperament.
Hmm. It's a bit of a problem. It's a good idea to have the recklessness of youthfulness on display for once. I'm sure the sisters are still hunting for demons and moving on from the way they talk about it.
'I'm of the same opinion. With their fighting strength, they could have evacuated well enough.

　Ilyce let out a hefty sigh as she brought her hand, hidden in the hem, to her forehead.

''Huh~ With all the demons that even single mages have to deal with, I can only hope that I don't encounter them. Being dead is a pain in the ass, and that's not going to change. I don't have the hands to reach out to them to die.