Chapter 113: – The Lord Is With Us (34)

༺ The Lord Is With Us (34) ༻

The medical room was eerily quiet in the middle of the night.

The shortage of oil in this down-trodden orphanage made it difficult for the wick in the lantern to catch light. Instead, the moonlight somewhat lit up the room

In that dim room, there was a woman examining my back.

It was the Saintess. A pained groan leaked out as substantial pain flared up wherever her slender fingers glided across my back.

The injuries from fighting the monkeys still hadn’t fully recovered despite using an entire potion.

Without even knowing that, I had been overexerting myself since morning. It was no wonder that the wounds on my back had reopened and was dripping blood.

It felt as if my skin was dry and cracked like damaged asphalt, and a dull pain continually shot through my nerves.

“…….Are you stupid? I told you last time that your body was already at its limit, but you really thought a single healing potion was going to be sufficient?”

I couldn’t find the words to reply. Her scolding was perfectly reasonable and justified.

In her eyes, I was just another sinner for not having taken proper care of myself. On top of that, I had even purposely avoided her, wanting to escape her nagging.

It had only been a day since I had been discharged. I could only imagine her dismay when she saw that I had returned with more injuries.

Embarrassed, all I could do was try to preserve a bit of my pride.

“Kuhum… I thought I’d be fine since it was only a shallow wou–AHHHH!”

Naturally, my false bravado didn’t last long.

An agonized cry resounded as she abruptly pressed down on my wound.

Her sigh tickled my ear.