The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 17

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“What did you say?”

Belinda looked dumbfounded.

Even as they talked, the red spots all over the girl’s body bloomed and slowly disappeared like flower petals.

Some spots were completely swollen and oozing pus, while others simply appeared and disappeared.

Belinda watched Gillian’s daughter for a moment before opening her mouth.

“This disease is clearly ‘eternal punishment.’”

Jiselle nodded.

‘Eternal Punishment’ is a severe disease that cannot be cured even with divine power.

That is why priests claimed that this disease was a punishment for those who had committed great sins in a past life.

As those words came to mind, Giselle clicked her tongue involuntarily.

“Anyway, I don’t like that one at all. You nag me and nag me every day, just like the saint… … No, it’s nothing. It just reminds me of the old days.”

As the others tilted their heads, Giselle quickly changed the subject.

“Anyway, this is just a simple illness. It’s not a punishment from God, nor is it a chain that has been in place since birth. It’s a disease that can be treated sufficiently.”

Belinda couldn’t help but be impressed by his confident attitude.

“How on earth can Confucius cure something that no one else can? This disease doesn’t even work with divine powers.”

Most illnesses can be cured by using divine power, but this illness was an exception.

If you pour in divine power, your condition may seem to improve for a short while, but it will soon relapse and you will collapse.

“Divine power only suppresses illness for a short time. And that has its limits. In the first place, it is difficult for ordinary people to continue receiving divine power treatment.”

In the temple, divine power was not readily granted except very rarely, when large-scale relief work was being done.

It is easily accessible to the nobles and the rich, but for the poor, it is a different story.

“You must have already spent all your money.”

Gillian nodded weakly.

He had made quite a lot of money in the past, but he lost all his wealth due to long-term nursing.

He spent all his wealth to treat his daughter, but it was like pouring water into a bottomless pit.

“Anyway, let’s leave now. There is no reason for you to stay here any longer.”

Belinda just hoped Giselle would stay away from the girl.

Although the rumors of it being contagious were false, I couldn’t help but feel uneasy.

She wasn’t the only one. Others were also busy avoiding people with this disease.

If you are unlucky enough to get this disease, you will have to suffer for the rest of your life, so even if it is just a false rumor, there is no reason to risk your anxiety and stay close to the patient.

“No, I definitely need to get treatment. It’s not too late, thank goodness.”

But Giselle shook her head firmly.

I understand why Belinda tried to stop me, but I had no intention of leaving the person I had finally found behind.

I was glad that I remembered the story I heard in my past life and came to see Gillian right away. Luckily, the timing was just right.

Gillian’s daughter dies shortly after. Heartbroken by her daughter’s death, Gillian gives up everything and takes her own life.

If that had happened, I would never have been able to meet Gillian.

“You want to treat it yourself?”

“I’m the only one who knows how to cure this disease right now. Of course I should do it, right?”

At those words, Belinda raised both hands and gave up trying to stop him.

Giselle had been this stubborn since she was little. Once she started being stubborn, even Belinda couldn’t stop her.

Gillian was speechless as she watched Giselle play with confidence.

It would be wonderful if we could cure incurable diseases, but is that really possible?

But Gillian didn’t have the strength left to believe and follow those words, or to disbelieve and deny them.

At that moment, Gillian’s daughter began to tremble violently and cry in pain.

“Ah, ugh… … .”

“Rachel!”

Gillian approached her daughter, calling her name urgently.

‘Eternal Punishment’ brings about extreme fever and unimaginable pain without warning.

“Ahhhhh!”

Belinda and the knights who accompanied her turned their heads with complicated expressions, finding it difficult to listen to the painful screams.

Regardless of my desire to not get involved with Giselle, it was hard to watch the sick man suffer.

Her fingernails were already ripped and bloody from the pain she felt while pulling at the bedsheets.

The dark, dried blood stains on the bedsheets clearly showed how much pain Rachel was experiencing.

As blood started to leak out from her mouth, Gillian quickly lifted Rachel’s upper body up and drained the blood. If she had vomited blood while lying down, her airway could have been blocked and she could have suffocated.

“Eww, aaaah!”

“Rachel, Rachel… … It’s okay, it’s okay… … .”

Rachel, who is in pain and spitting out blood, and Gillian, who is equally in pain.

Belinda gritted her teeth as she watched him tremble as he held his daughter in his arms, not knowing what to do.

‘There’s not much time left.’

‘Eternal Punishment’ is not a disease that shows serious symptoms like Rachel’s from the beginning.

All you will see is a red spot or two appear on your body and you may feel a slight fever.

As time goes by, the condition gets worse and eventually even divine powers stop working, and only extreme pain remains.

Looking at Rachel’s condition, it seemed like she had already reached the end.

“Ugh, ah, ah, Daddy… … I, I hurt so much… … Aaaah… … I want to die… … Daddy, Daddy please… … !”

“Rachel, Rachel… … .”

Gillian eventually burst into tears as she held her daughter tightly in her arms, writhing in pain, unable to move.

All that filled his eyes was the desperate wish to end this hellish suffering.

‘pain.’

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‘I can’t stand it any longer.’

‘Let’s die together.’

‘I’m sorry, Rachel.’

Something that always ended up just as a fantasy and never actually done.

But now, sensing that the end was near, Gillian’s eyes turned black. That must be the last look of someone who has given up on life.

Belinda and the knights turned away completely, as if they could not bear to look any longer.

Only Giselle watched the whole tragedy with a serious expression.

As Rachel’s seizures began to subside, Giselle opened her mouth.

“Belinda.”

“yes yes?”

Belinda, who had been sobbing, hurriedly raised her head and came closer following Giselle’s gesture.

“Once the seizure stops, we need to start treatment right away. I’ll write down the necessary medicine, so buy it all without fail.”

Jiselle looked at Rachel for a moment, searching her memories, then quickly took out a piece of paper and a pen from her bosom and wrote down some notes.

Belinda was surprised when she received the paper.

“You want me to buy a fairy’s blessing?”

“okay.”

The fairy’s blessing is a flower several times more expensive than its weight in gold.

It was such a precious item that only those with a lot of money could afford to look at it.

“No, Your Majesty. Why on earth is it so expensive… … .”

“That’s the most important ingredient. There’s no time. You never know when another seizure might occur, so it’s best to make the medicine as quickly as possible.”

Belinda had no choice but to go out to buy some medicine. The attendants also prepared the tools to make the medicine according to Giselle’s orders.

Gillian, who had just managed to put her daughter to sleep after her seizures stopped, just stared at her with blank eyes.

He was already so exhausted physically and mentally that he had no energy to stop Giselle from doing anything.

As soon as Belinda returned with the herbs, Giselle started making the potion.

‘It’s incurable now, but a cure will be found in the future.’

Because it was such a hot topic, Jiselle also remembered the treatment method.

The only problem was that incredibly expensive ingredients were used, but there was no need to carefully adjust the mixing ratio and the recipe itself was not difficult.

Thanks to that, it was fortunate that even Jiselle, who had never studied pharmacy, was able to clumsily imitate a pharmacist.

Jiselle began to carefully make the medicine according to the recipe she remembered.

The group also watched with curious eyes to see if he could really make the medicine.

Honestly, I couldn’t believe it, but seeing Rachel in pain made me hope that the medicine would have some effect.

Gillian looked helplessly at Giselle, who was seriously making the medicine, and asked.

“I met Confucius for the first time today. Why are you doing this?”

He couldn’t understand why Jiselle suddenly rushed to treat his daughter’s illness, even buying expensive ingredients and making the medicine herself.

But Giselle didn’t even look at Gillian and focused only on making the potion.

“I said I’ll cure you? Why do you need such a grand reason to cure a sick person?”

“… … .”

It was something a conman would say.

No, even if he was a swindler, it didn’t matter anymore. It was my father’s heart that wanted to hope for even a small hope.

As if mocking the resignation that had built up over many years, hope sprouted in my heart again.

But he knew all too well that if you harbor hope and then get frustrated, your despair will grow just that much more.

Gillian could neither give up hope nor raise it, and could only watch Giselle with trembling eyes.

“It’s done.”

The purple liquid in the small flask looked like melted amethyst.

Giselle approached Rachel, holding the vial in one hand.

He held Rachel’s unconscious neck and carefully poured the medicine into her mouth.

The group that was watching this soon showed expressions of disappointment because outwardly there seemed to be no change at all.

“You’re worrying me for nothing, so stop making that face and just wait a bit. It’s not magic. Do you think I’ll get better as soon as I take it?”

Giselle brought a chair over to the bed next to Rachel’s and sat down, crossing her arms.

Other people had no choice but to wait boredly beside him.

“omg!”

A few hours later, Belinda, who had been nodding off next to Giselle, opened her eyes wide at the sound of someone shouting.

“What! Are you the enemy?”

The knights were looking somewhere with astonished faces.

“I, that… is it real?”

Gillian was the same.

“This, this… … medicine… … really… … .”

Jiselle smiled with satisfaction.

“It works. To be honest, I was a little worried.”

Belinda opened her eyes wide in surprise. The spots on Rachel’s face and body were slowly disappearing.

When using divine power, the spots’ colors will lighten, but they will not disappear like this.

But now, only scabs remained on Rachel’s body, and the spots here and there had clearly disappeared.

Belinda stood next to Giselle and asked in a trembling voice.

“Am I really cured? Are you sure?”

Gillian also waited for Giselle’s answer without even being able to breathe properly.

The effect was so noticeable. His heart pounded as if it was going to burst at the miraculous situation.

“It won’t be completely cured in one go, but it will be much better. Still, you should check it out. I’ll give you money, so call a priest.”

One of the attendants quickly took the money from Giselle and ran out. He also wanted to check if the cure was really effective.

After a while, a plump priest walked arrogantly behind the knight.

As soon as he entered the house, he covered his nose and frowned.

“Oh my, the goddess likes cleanliness… … Even a garbage dump like this one is a garbage dump. This is the hell of this world. Are you devils who live in this hell?”

Everyone ignored the priest’s words. Giselle snickered and gestured to him.

‘Where did that little kid come from without any shame and wave his hand to tell me to come and go?’

The priest was secretly dissatisfied, but he had received so much money that he could not say anything outwardly.

“Ahem, who is that? I have to see the sick. I came because he showed me sincerity, but I am busy with official duties and cannot stay long.”

At the priest’s words, Giselle nodded and pointed to Rachel.

“What kind of a bastard is this… … this girl?”

The priest recognized Rachel immediately, as he had treated her several times at the temple.

“Haha, this disease cannot be cured with divine power. How many times have I told you, but you still can’t give up? Divine power only suppresses the disease… … No, wait. What have you done?”

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