Abandoned Priest at the Hero’s Party

Bitter Regrets

A family that has been fighting demons for generations with a whip.

The last heir of the Western family looked blankly at the changes that were taking place in him in a space somewhere different from reality.

Silver hair, the same color as his own hair, grows on his limbs. Maybe even on the face.

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My long hair is getting shorter and my nails are getting longer. Change, an irresistible change, was still happening even now while teleporting. The woman burst into tears involuntarily.

‘no.’

Being forced to change into a non-human being is such a terrible thing. At the end of the change, even the intellect will disappear, leaving only one pure beast. As her family and relatives did, humans disappear and animals remain.

‘no…’

Now there was no voice. A shrill cry came out of his mouth. Life only changes into another form of life, but for man it is death.

A lantern flashed through Lucia’s head as she was about to die as a human. From the days I was young, until I reached this point now. The whole life flowed like flipping a book.

‘Father, mother. And my sister, my brother…’

The Western family is cold to the devil but warm to the family. Parents, relatives, and blood brothers and sisters. To Lucia, they have always been a friendly family, and they were the most reliable people.

That day, before Grimudo came to visit them.

it would have been

‘Somehow… I wanted to save it somehow.’

Brothers and sisters who shared blood became a herd of animals, and the older sister who became a weasel tried to eat the mother who became a chicken. Those who were once family did not recognize each other and returned to a wild state.

After Grimudo had left, the reality faced by Lucia, who had been away from home, was so desperate. Since the Demon King did not touch their property, fortunately, with the money, someone was able to take care of the animals.

But then what? Most animals do not live as long as humans.

Even a mother who has become a chicken right now has a long lifespan of 10 years. In short, he has to leave this world after 5 years. Facing that desperate reality, he went to the Pope of the Elysia Church, who was closely related to the Western family, and appealed to them, but there was no answer.

– I don’t even know how this curse is possible.

Although the Pope himself came and infused with divine power, those who became animals did not return. It just became a healthy animal.

The three gods were only stirred by the fear of the demon king revealed again. For this reason, even bringing an item such as an elixir had no choice but to be meaningless.

– Hey. The way to cast this curse, if there really is such a thing, the ancient demon lord must have it. I’m sorry. In our Elysia religion, there is no way to break the curse.

Are you saying that you should spend your whole life without talking or communicating?

If the family had rather died, it could have been given up because there was really no way. But no. stay alive Everyone is alive! All you have to do is find a way to get it back!

For that very purpose, she volunteered at the Hero’s Party. To find a way to meet Grimudo, subdue him, and somehow bring his family back. It was a trip to take revenge on the family and return the family that had turned into a beast.

But, what is the result?

Just one more beast. What have you been traveling for all this time?

For what the hell I was struggling so much, only tears came out.

In fact, you may have known. From the day she ran away from the North Pole and ran away unsightly, she may have been trying to ignore the truth.

Because he didn’t want to face the sad fact that he wouldn’t be able to do anything about revenge for Grimudo or bringing his family back.

sparkle.

The woman who had closed her eyes at all could not see it. The blue bird’s feathers quivering in her chest.

The Polymorph Curse is an attack, not an environmental change. As the blue bird’s feathers were not within the range that could be prevented, the feathers disassembled themselves and reduced them to pure divine power.

The power that went into realizing the miracle was once again transformed into pure power itself. The resulting blue divine power permeated into Lucia’s chest.

Awakening from the warmth, what she saw was the limbs that returned to their smooth appearance as if they had ever had hair. In a hurry, her purple eyes scanned her entire body.

“The Polymorph Curse…”

She jumped up from her seat and opened her eyes. Hey, where is this place? When she woke up, she was lying in the yard of a crumbling house, dirty and dirty like a hut. It was in a deserted forest, where the sound of a lark made such a loud noise.

The teleport was over and the movement to an unknown place was completed, but I couldn’t even see anything like that right now. She was busy checking her body now. He even took off his top and looked at it in detail. It was certain. No change occurred.

“Ah, ah, ah… what, what happened…”

Parnell stretched and cleared the still numb back. She, too, tried to turn into a snake, but then returned as a human again.

Thanks to that, I still felt like my body was creaking, but wouldn’t it be better to be a human being than to be an animal even if I roll the shit out of it?

“Grimudo… it must have been something he did to us in the end.”

Urinelle also frowned as she looked at her paws or hands that had returned after trying to change. She almost became a lion.

If the transformation was successful, immediately after moving to this place, they would have killed a snake and ate a cat. The blue bird’s feathers disintegrated and seemed to block something, but I had no way of knowing what it was.

“Anyway, I’m glad it ended without any problems. No matter what, we should be okay. Rather, where is Saint? No matter how urgent I was, there was no way I would have made the mistake of omitting St.

Parnell looked around. He, Urinell, and Lucia are here in good shape, but Araidel can’t see where he’s gone.

Only the castle she was wearing was lying on the ground in Naples.

“Jeez-Jack, prick…”

No, strictly speaking, the clothes were not alone.

A bird that made a sound that Urinelle, a country child, had heard many times as a child, was trapped in her clothes and flapping her wings here and there. So, the clothes were also upbeat, and it looked like she was dancing alone.

“Isn’t it…?”

Urinelle’s face turned white. Parnell was speechless and remained silent.

I really wish it wasn’t, but they just saw and felt their bodies transform into something other than a human being. And come to think of it, Araidel didn’t even have bluebird feathers.

“Tell me that bird is not a saint. hurry.”

“I, I don’t know. how do i say That is blasphemy…”

“Stick?”

Soon, a lark pierced the neck of his clothes and finally stuck his head out. At the moment when I thought that the color of his hair was somehow similar to that of Araidel’s, Parnell stumbled involuntarily.

I saw. I watched it That bird, unlike a normal lark, has blue eyes, not black. For reference, Saint Araidel’s eyes were inside the wall.

“Oh, my God.”

“Stick. Bibi-bae-bae-bae…”

The bird spreads its wings to fly away to warn people. Parnell sat down with a sense of weakness and casually cast a spell. Such low-level magic can be used no matter how low the magic power is.

“bind.”

“Tit?!”

“Catch that. I can’t… hold it in my hands. I’m going to hell when I die…”

The woman who committed the blasphemy that tied the saint with a bind put her hands over her head and closed her eyes. It looked like he was praying to the goddess Nemi.

Urinelle held the flying bird safely with both hands. After all, I almost missed it.

Her spine cooled. A noble saint almost died from a fall on this spot…

‘Grimodo’s magic is too poisonous. Neither push nor break.’

Urinelle’s physical condition right now was similar to that experienced by Geher and Reiman. Grimudo’s dark power engulfed his entire body’s magic circuit, and took possession of it as if he were the owner.

Because of this, magic did not flow through her body properly, and even drawing in magic from outside was limited.

‘Damn it, the magic is too strong. Was the Heukganggi really that bad?’

It was frustrating. It was stuffy as if my nose was stuffed, and I felt like I was about to suffocate. There was so much magic in all directions, but it was so terrible that it was impossible to breathe because the circuit was blocked.

In the previous battle at the North Pole, this did not happen because the divine power of the God of Hope melted the dark energy that had flowed into his body. At that moment, Urinell sighed.

I sincerely regretted it. I didn’t mean to let him go that way. But no matter how much she regrets it, only Lucia.

“Lucia. It’s a big shock, but calm down… Lucia?”

Like a madman, the woman was biting her nails. This dignified demon hunter’s appearance was an outrageous, ignorant sight neither Parnell nor Urinell had ever seen.

“what’s the matter. Were you scared? Anyway, we ran against him twice. That alone should be grateful.”

Parnell opened his mouth to try to appease him somehow. but it is silent

In fact, Lucia kept saying something. But it wasn’t about them.

“Why, why? Why… if you could break the Polymorph curse… why didn’t you tell me?”

The answer he had been searching for all his life was right next to him without even having to go to the North Pole.

No, to be more precise, there was.

“Why… even though I could…”

“Polymorph curse? The one who made a new saint? Is it Polymorph that we just got caught on?”

Parnell barely sighed and responded.

“I don’t know how you know that, but did you ask Kyle if you could curse him? There’s never been a time like that. Then, of course, he wouldn’t know.”

“…Lucia? Lucia? Hey, why all of a sudden? Calm down!”

Parnell, who grabbed Lucia’s shoulder as if fainting, screamed inwardly. In fact, she wanted to cry too. But there is no way that the answer will come out of crying here.

‘I don’t know where this is, but it’s a long way from the nearest branch of the Mato Tower.’

Even magic communication is not working properly in this remote place. Telepathic magic or message magic can inform them of their situation and ask for help, but the problem is that it requires enormous magical power. The magic of transmitting information over a very long distance consumes a lot more magic than you think.

The only commoner she acknowledges and is grievous at the same time. Nominally her teacher. Parnell sighed at the thought of Oldman Topzou.

She and her teacher, both nominally and in a priestly relationship, actually don’t get a single letter a year. Rather than a bad relationship, they were just indifferent to each other.

They didn’t usually contact each other, so there’s no way they’d be surprised that they lost contact.

“For now, let’s all take a break here. After that… somehow I have to take the saint back to the Empire. If I can go back to the Empire, I can contact the temple or the tower from then on…”

No holy sword, no whip, and no magic power. Yet they are still alive.

If I did not commit suicide out of desperation, I needed to think about what to do next.