I stood beside the bed where the werewolf boy was sleeping and called out to him softly.
I'm sorry you're sleeping,/. Rust, how are you feeling?"
, I think I am much better than when I came here. I am very thankful to you, Master Rid, for going .. this far for someone like me who has nothing. I will definitely return the favor."
Rust is Cheryl's brother.
He is trying to force himself to sit up as he answers, even though it must be tough for him.
But, like Cheryl, I could see a strong will in his red eyes.
He has the same white skin, white hair and ears as his sister Cheryl.
He may have a tail, but I couldn't see it well because it was hidden by the quilt.
He was trying desperately to sit up, but his sister Cheryl seemed to be quietly watching over him.
But I stop her and turn my attention to the two siblings.
"You don't have to get up. I have something more important to talk to you about. I wonder if you guys have heard of a disease called 'magic depletion disease."
Cheryl and Rust looked at each other and shook their heads lightly.
"I'm sorry, I don't know much about it and neither does Rust,......, but is that what Rust's disease is?"
Yeah. Yes, that's right. Don't worry about the details, you'll learn them from now on. But this "magical power depletion disease" is a troublesome thing". ......
The two siblings were somehow filled with hope that the disease might be cured now that they knew the name of the disease.
But their faint hopes were about to be crushed.
I carefully and gently explained the harsh reality to them.
I explained to them that magic depletion is an incurable disease, for which there is no cure, and that it will surely lead to death.
And as a result of my examination of Rust, I told them that he was depleted of magic power in nine out of ten cases.
They had been wearing an atmosphere of faint expectation until a few minutes ago, but now they had expressions of despair, as if they could not believe it.
In the midst of this, Cheryl opened her mouth gravely.
'Oh no,...... is there really no cure,......?"
I'm sorry, but ...... there is no cure yet."
At my words, Cheryl's expression sank darkly.
The last person who was looking at that situation smiled smugly, even though it must be painful.
'Thank you, Master Rid,' . I'm glad ...... that you just found out about illness."
As Rust spun the words, he found himself shaking as he clenched his hands into fists.
Then, when he finished, tears flowed unceasingly from his eyes, and he desperately wiped away the tears as he revealed his emotions.
'I knew...somehow...I kw. Every day, something ...... slips away from my body, and with it...my strength. Along with that...I lost my strength,...... but I thought I could manage it,...... so I thought,...... I could manage it. ...... but I ......"
He was sobbing so hard that he couldn't spin the words any more.
Cheryl, who was watching from the side, turned her powerful gaze on me with tears in her eyes.
I know I'm asking a lot of you, Rid, after all you've done for me, but please, I'm asking you to do something about it. Please, can you find some way to help him? I would give ...... my whole life to help my brother."
I smiled at them both before she could speak, gently interrupting her with my right hand, forcing her to speak.
" Cheryl, you've been selling yourself too cheap since the first time we met. You should take better care of yourself. Besides, it is true that there is no cure for magic depletion yet, but it is being researched, and even if it cannot be cured completely, it can extend your life.
"......⁉ What do you mean ......?"
It was Rust who replied. He heard my words and I thought I saw a small light in his eyes.
I slowly lower my hand that was holding Cheryl's mouth.
But before I could begin a new explanation, I turned from my smiling face to a serious one and asked a question gravely.
I stood beside the bed where the werewolf boy was sleeping and called out to him softly.
I'm sorry you're sleeping,/. Rust, how are you feeling?"
, I think I am much better than when I came here. I am very thankful to you, Master Rid, for going .. this far for someone like me who has nothing. I will definitely return the favor."
Rust is Cheryl's brother.
He is trying to force himself to sit up as he answers, even though it must be tough for him.
But, like Cheryl, I could see a strong will in his red eyes.
He has the same white skin, white hair and ears as his sister Cheryl.
He may have a tail, but I couldn't see it well because it was hidden by the quilt.
He was trying desperately to sit up, but his sister Cheryl seemed to be quietly watching over him.
But I stop her and turn my attention to the two siblings.
"You don't have to get up. I have something more important to talk to you about. I wonder if you guys have heard of a disease called 'magic depletion disease."
Cheryl and Rust looked at each other and shook their heads lightly.
"I'm sorry, I don't know much about it and neither does Rust,......, but is that what Rust's disease is?"
Yeah. Yes, that's right. Don't worry about the details, you'll learn them from now on. But this "magical power depletion disease" is a troublesome thing". ......
The two siblings were somehow filled with hope that the disease might be cured now that they knew the name of the disease.
But their faint hopes were about to be crushed.
I carefully and gently explained the harsh reality to them.
I explained to them that magic depletion is an incurable disease, for which there is no cure, and that it will surely lead to death.
And as a result of my examination of Rust, I told them that he was depleted of magic power in nine out of ten cases.
They had been wearing an atmosphere of faint expectation until a few minutes ago, but now they had expressions of despair, as if they could not believe it.
In the midst of this, Cheryl opened her mouth gravely.
'Oh no,...... is there really no cure,......?"
I'm sorry, but ...... there is no cure yet."
At my words, Cheryl's expression sank darkly.
The last person who was looking at that situation smiled smugly, even though it must be painful.
'Thank you, Master Rid,' . I'm glad ...... that you just found out about illness."
As Rust spun the words, he found himself shaking as he clenched his hands into fists.
Then, when he finished, tears flowed unceasingly from his eyes, and he desperately wiped away the tears as he revealed his emotions.
'I knew...somehow...I kw. Every day, something ...... slips away from my body, and with it...my strength. Along with that...I lost my strength,...... but I thought I could manage it,...... so I thought,...... I could manage it. ...... but I ......"
He was sobbing so hard that he couldn't spin the words any more.
Cheryl, who was watching from the side, turned her powerful gaze on me with tears in her eyes.
I know I'm asking a lot of you, Rid, after all you've done for me, but please, I'm asking you to do something about it. Please, can you find some way to help him? I would give ...... my whole life to help my brother."
I smiled at them both before she could speak, gently interrupting her with my right hand, forcing her to speak.
" Cheryl, you've been selling yourself too cheap since the first time we met. You should take better care of yourself. Besides, it is true that there is no cure for magic depletion yet, but it is being researched, and even if it cannot be cured completely, it can extend your life.
"......⁉ What do you mean ......?"
It was Rust who replied. He heard my words and I thought I saw a small light in his eyes.
I slowly lower my hand that was holding Cheryl's mouth.
But before I could begin a new explanation, I turned from my smiling face to a serious one and asked a question gravely.
