Worried about what was going to happen with the axe once he became unfrozen, I stood behind Graham. I wasn't sure how far I could send [Heal] with the fan, so I stayed within arm's reach. I opened the fan and tested a 'light' dose (as light as I could make it, anyway,) then saw in my fairy sight that I wasn't spreading it over his entire body this way.
I also wasn't sure if I would really spread it out evenly through the fan, so I folded it and stuck it back into my sword belt, then placed my hand on his back. By doing this, I could directly coat his whole body with healing the same way that I coat my sword with Earth mana.
Pulling in a deep breath to steady my nerves, I began summoning the mana. I had to be sure it was enough, so I pushed it to the point that I felt like my arm was in front of an open furnace, if not inside the thing.
"[Heal]."
I learned my first true control technique for mana output while doing this. Holding and circulating the mana like that had the effect of pushing the output higher. Mana kept flowing into me at a faster rate for every moment I held it back, and my arm soon felt like it was being roasted alive. The feeling spread across my shoulders and up my neck, then I could feel it pouring up my torso, heat blasting upward into and through my chest as it poured through there into my arm to my hand. Soon I could feel it down to the soles of my feet, as if knives were simultaneously stabbing every inch of my body.
"Isn't she... starting to glow?" I heard Ceria ask.
Even though my breathing had begun normal, I became aware of a hoarse, heaving pant, and realized it was coming from me. At no point had I held my breath, but I now felt starved for oxygen.
My ears began singing and my arm began to shake. I reached up with my other hand and grabbed it to keep it in place. I grew afraid I still couldn't hold it there, nor keep myself up on my feet. In desperation I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around him, both for support and to keep pouring the mana into him. My arms barely fit around his massive abdomen, but I was able to hold on.
I don't know how I knew-- perhaps it was something I had heard at some point-- but I felt certain that it would be dangerous to Graham if I stopped. I gritted my teeth and bore the torment. Then, my wings materialized on their own, without my commanding them, fully spread. I had my head turned in order to press my body up against his back, so I was able to see my left wing. I really was glowing, just like Ceria had said. My wing was white instead of black, and I could see strands of white glowing hair out of the corner of my eye...
A woman's voice was screaming out a wordless howl with every decibel they had. After a while, I became aware that it was my own voice.
Then suddenly Graham pulled himself out of my grip, bellowing out in pain. It must have been instinct that caused me to do it, because I jumped backward, just barely avoiding his axe as he whirled and swung at me.
I did not know that adrenaline would affect my wings. They had grabbed a mighty scoop of air in a single hard wing beat that extended my leap backward a half dozen paces from where I had been before my feet landed. Which was a good thing, because Graham whirled and charged me, drawing his axe back like a baseball bat, ready for another swing.
I could barely stand in my exhaustion. Thankfully, Ceria appeared before me. She projected a powerful magic wall that repulsed his weapon. He was preparing another swing when Bruna's glaive came up under his chin, stopping just before slicing into his neck.
His eyes blazing, he yelled at me, "You thrice-damned vampire b**ch. You followed us!"
My legs crumpled and I collapsed to my knees, my wings vanishing. My entire body ached like I had been run over by construction equipment, but I rasped as I pulled out my fan, "Bruna, Ceria, get away from him, quick!"
The miasma freed up from the petrification was covering him like a full body suit, and a possibly lethal dose of it would penetrate him long before the rest dispersed. I gathered up the mana I needed as I opened the fan and held it up, facing him. His eyes still raged, but his scowl filled with uncertainty.
Bruna quickly stepped away, but Ceria hesitated.
"Do it!" I ordered her with vampire Command. The bracelet probably protected her a bit, but I had put force into it. She jerked, then nodded and stepped out of the way.
Graham had pulled in a deep breath. He let out a bellow, pulling his axe back up. It was his [War Cry] mana defense, a kind of crude wind magic.
"[Purify!]" I called.
My tortured body raged at the renewed assault as the purifying mana poured through it into the fan and outward. I watched the wave overwhelm his defense as the pain overwhelmed mine and gray filled my vision.
# # #
I became aware that I was sitting on the ground with my back being supported by Ceria's arm. Bruna stood square with her back toward us, her glaive in a guarding position, facing Graham.
The warrior was on his knees, his axhead rested on the ground, the handle still in one hand. The other hand massaged the back of his head.
Later, Ceria explained what had happened. I had already been near the limit of what I could endure, and had caught the portion of the [Purify] casting that had bounced back off Graham's defense. He had taken a physical blow from the same strike hitting his mana shield. The majority of the purification passed through the shield and destroyed the miasma cloaking him, but he had been knocked off his feet in the process.
He glared up at Bruna, who was holding her position, as he resumed a two-handed grip on his weapon. He demanded, "Are you attacking or not?"
"I'm only acting to guard my employer. If you stop going after her, then we have no quarrel."
"What happened to Brigitte?" he demanded.
"The fox-kin?" Bruna asked. "She's all frozen like stone, about two hundred paced behind you. Just like you were, until the Lady unpetrified you."
"What?" he retorted. "Don't joke! That woman just swings a sword!"
"Believe whatever you want, fool," Bruna answered. "I saw what the Lady did for you with my own eyes."
"Are you okay?" Ceria asked me, concern wrinkling her eyebrows. I nodded and let her help me to my feet.
The fan was miraculously still in my hand. I closed it and tucked it back into my belt.
Graham still had a glower for me. I shook my head.
"Vampire b**ch, I think you said? Considering you're an Atian and a subject of the king that I serve, I should be demanding an apology as his knight."
"Considering you lied to us, why should I apologize?"
"Gratitude, maybe?" Bruna shot back in my place.
Every nerve in my body was ringing with pain, but I needed to stand. I forced myself to stay on my feet.
The hem of my armor wasn't really built for it, but the sea-serpent hide was just barely flexible enough to grab. I gave him my full curtsey. Ceria and Bruna both made noises of protest, but I ignored them.
"Mr. Graham, this knight deeply apologizes. I humbly admit I should have counseled my king to reconsider his command to me to conceal the truth about my nature from you."
Receiving no response, I lifted my head far enough to see his scowl.
"What are you expecting from me?" he asked. Well, as a commoner, he might not know.
"A statement as to whether or not you accept my apology. If you don't speak up soon, I will rise on my own and assume my apology has been spurned. Which, Mr. Graham, is an even greater insult than calling me a b**ch. If you say clearly to me that you won't accept it, you at least do not sully my honor as a lady. As a gentleman, what will you do?"
His lip twisted, then he shrugged. "Fine. Apology accepted."
I rose, and nodded.
"How long before you can take care of the other two, Lady?" Bruna asked me.
I shuddered a bit, but admitted, "I can probably heal Brigitte in a couple hours."
"And how long until he's recovered enough to help me?" she wondered, hooking her thumb back at Graham.
With a blush coming to my cheeks as I realized what she meant, I used my fairy sight on Graham, saw relatively strong mana flow, and said, "You could... probably get him to help you right now. Graham is as strong as a bull."
"Ceria, set me up an alarm barrier?" She said. Her sister nodded with a smirk.
Graham had a wary glare for all of us, but Bruna just returned it with a bright smile, laid her glaive on the ground, hooked her hand under his upper arm and asked him, "Graham, may I ask you to assist me with something? We just need to go over to the other side of that big rock..."
From how quickly he switched from suspicion to cooperation, I guessed that Bruna's kind use some form of bewitching magic to aid in seduction, just like succubi. Which left me wondering, was I turning my back on my former comrade as he fell prey to a monster, or helping out a bro?
Ceria laughed at the complicated expression on my face.
Truly, a question of deep concern...
either way Tiana shouldn't care because of how much of an ungrateful jerk Graham is being, let Graham serve some usefulness by helping Bruna out before they part ways
Well he didn't say sorry to her then i assume our MC is a sh*t that take all barking from some nobody.
Thanks for the chapter.
may I asked you to assist me with
may I ask you
Another great catch. Thanks.
So her hair and wings turn white and glow when she's using powerful holy magic? I wonder if that's a way/indication of her being influenced by it, maybe making it hurt less to use in the future? Something like building up a tolerance to it?
Yep, there's a****** number 1 already, attacking her immediately after she healed him. Even taking into account the axe swing that was interrupted and the miasma, to continue attacking Tiana as soon as he saw her is incredibly d*ckish behavior. Ungrateful prick. Even if Tiana was able to only swing a sword around she's saved your behind multiple times already. I'm wondering if he'll slightly be less of a jerk after he sees Tiana heal Brigette/Ryuu before becoming even more of an ass after he finds out she learned healing from having accidentally blood bonded with Melione. Brigitte is definitely going to be an ungrateful pest as well, maybe only Ryuu being possibly slightly less of a jerk overall...maybe even after they find out about the blood bond thing since he doesn't have a deeply ingrained knee jerk reaction to it since he didn't grow up in Huade
In his defense, in his mind he was still in the middle of the fight with whatever petrified him. Unpetrification happened from his POV literally a second or two after petrification took hold. At first, he doesn't yet know that over a week has passed, or that he in fact had been petrified.
@Fushigi fair enough I suppose, though he still had an extremely hostile reaction to her. I guess we'll just see how the other two react after being unpetrified and how badly they take the blood bond thing with Melione (and Ceria)
@Fushigi That and the strong pain from the healing justify the ax swings, not the insults after he has realized that the battle has ended.
He should remember that he was in the middle of a battle, and now there is no trace of the enemy. As he doesn't know that time has passed and he knows that Ryuu was petrified (unless I am mistaken, Ryuu was the first that was petrified), so the only possible conclusion is that Tiana has routed the enemy. Brigette had no chance to defeat the opponents alone.
As he is a commoner in a (pseudo) feudal system he should know that you don't insult nobles and/or rapresentative of the King with impunity.
@Jago he seems like he isn't the sharpest crayon in the box, so it may not occur to him how big of a social blunder he committed and the possible consequences of it if Tiana really wanted to force the issue. It also probably has to do with Tiana not beating the party members over the head with her social status (or physical/magical abilities)-Tiana is clearly head and shoulders above everyone else in the party as the strongest and most (socially) important member, with only Ryuu maybe even being close because of his status as summoned hero (and the cheats he seems to have gotten to speed up his strength)