Nightmare (1)
It’s a nightmare. A truly terrible one.
“When I count one, two, three, you must let go.”
The physician, who had neither the time nor the composure to grind herbs, spoke while chewing medicinal herbs with hemostatic properties in his mouth. At his instruction, Hugh and Princess Coco, who were pressing down on Ren’s chest, nodded. Coco tried not to cry, but there was no way to stop the hot tears pouring down. In this moment, she couldn’t think of her pride or anything else.
If begging could bring him back to life, she wanted to beg anyone.
Absurd altruism. An action incomprehensible for Princess Coco. She just resented and resented Ren, who had been stabbed by the sword in her place.
Please survive, otherwise I feel like I’ll want to die.
When you wake up, I won’t let this go. I’ll question why you did it and get angry, so be prepared.
Princess Coco bit her lips roughly.
The physician finished counting and Hugh and Princess Coco simultaneously removed their hands. Without even a moment’s gap, the physician’s hand, clutching the hemostatic agent, blocked Ren’s chest.
The amount of blood the heart was spewing had greatly decreased.
That meant there was no more blood left to flow out from Ren’s body.
Temarr stood still, watching everything.
A silence where they couldn’t even breathe carelessly. Cold sweat flowed from the physician’s forehead. After carefully applying the hemostatic agent in clumps, he gestured. The perceptive Hugh held out bandages, and the physician wrapped Ren’s chest tightly with quick but meticulous hand movements.
The physician removed his hands and opened several medicine bottles packed full in his bag.
It was fortunate that today was the day to purchase medicine. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to even preserve his life for a moment.
Thinking that the expensive medicine that was hard to obtain coming into his hands today must be for this very moment, the physician opened Ren’s mouth. So the physician could treat him comfortably, Hugh held Ren’s body again and tilted his head back slightly. Yellow and green medicine entered through the open mouth. Half was spat out without even being swallowed, but it was fortunate if Ren could swallow even half of that half.
Temarr’s legs moved.
The cold sweat beading on the physician’s face dripped down his chin.
Rante clung close to Ren’s side, emitting a faint light. His appearance was shabby unlike when he first revealed himself.
The amount that just flowed into Ren’s body wasn’t nearly enough.
The physician opened all the remaining medicine bottles.
“……?”
In the dim cave, the physician, who had been continuing treatment relying on the barely entering moonlight and the mysteriously twinkling warm yellow light, made a bewildered expression.
Because a huge shadow had cast over him.
Sweat broke out on the back of his neck.
The one who moved was Temarr.
He who had mechanically moved at Ruman’s command and brought the physician.
After that, Temarr, who had been standing like a rock at the cavity entrance, moved as if coming to his senses.
Ruman, who had been staring at Ren not even knowing blood was seeping from his arm that had been cut and reattached, raised his head.
Has he come to his senses?
Temarr walked slowly. The physician, who had been holding a medicine bottle, stopped his hand as if tense. Every time Temarr moved, bloodstains marked the cavity floor. Blood that hadn’t yet dried was dripping down Temarr’s legs.
Drip. Drip. In the silence where it was hard to even breathe properly, the sound of falling blood drops was particularly loud.
“Te…… What are you doing, Temarr.”
“……!”
Ruman growled lowly.
Temarr, who had walked with large strides, sat beside Ren and grasped his shoulder. Hard enough that the veins on the back of his hand bulged.
“……?! Why, why are you doing this…!”
The physician also startled and trembled his shoulders.
He clutched the medicine bottle he almost dropped and soothed his fluttering heart.
“Temarr…!”
“Ren.”
However, Temarr, as if unable to hear or see the voices and gazes of others, called Ren’s name.
Ren.
When he said that, Ren would always call him ‘Hyung!’
So naturally this time too it should be that way and it will be.
Because that was something that had never been broken even once since birth.
Whatever happened between Temarr and Ren, when Temarr called, Ren would answer vigorously ‘Hyung!’ Because he would look at him with gentle blue-green eyes. Always.
So, naturally this time too…….
“Ren.”
“Let go…!”
“Please calm down.”
“What are you doing. I’m telling you to let go.”
Hugh grabbed Temarr’s forearm with his blood-soaked hands.
However, how could an ordinary human’s strength withstand a Hero? Like shooing away a fly, Temarr broke Hugh’s arm without even looking at him.
Hugh swallowed his groan and bent his body. His adam’s apple trembled at the unexpected pain.
“Hugh!”
Coco caught Hugh. Horror appeared in her purple eyes.
What are you trying to do! Coco, startled, rubbed away her dried tears and glared at Temarr. Coco, who had been trying not to make a loud noise since Ren was unconscious, closed her mouth after seeing Temarr’s face.
Fear appeared in Coco’s purple eyes.
With Hugh’s silent groan and Coco’s fear-stricken face, the physician also began to tremble.
Naturally as a physician, he should hurry and treat the patient! He tried to move his body with a sense of duty, but before the Hero’s overwhelming energy, ordinary humans couldn’t even breathe freely like herbivores meeting a predator.
A murderous energy rose from Temarr’s body.
“Are you crazy? Stop it.”
“……”
Ruman gripped Temarr’s shoulder as if to crush it, but the two had different abilities to begin with. In terms of physical strength, there was no one who could surpass the Seventh Hero Temarr. Temarr ignored Ruman’s hand as well and grabbed the face of the unconscious Ren.
Ren’s shoulder seemed to dislocate and drooped limply in Temarr’s rough hand.
Before Ruman had time to draw up his ability, Temarr’s hand was swift.
He grabbed both of Ren’s cheeks and snatched the medicine bottle the physician was holding with his other hand. Then he poured it straight in and forcibly closed Ren’s mouth. Ren’s chest heaved as if breathing was difficult, but Temarr didn’t care.
“Ren.”
As if believing that if he called like that, Ren would come to his senses.
No emotion could be read in Temarr’s eyes, possessed by obsession.
A face coldly frozen like a statue, only Ren’s name endlessly flowed from his cracked lips.
From the wound that had been healing under Ruman’s grip strength, blood dripped, but Temarr seemed unable to feel that either.
A threatening energy that seemed to swallow the entire cavity.
It was a moment where if they breathed wrong even once, their necks would fly off.
When everyone was caught in Temarr’s energy and couldn’t move, a small body collided with Temarr’s body and tumbled.
It was Princess Coco.
Temarr’s emotionless eyes rolled to stare at Princess Coco.
Like looking at an insect with indifferent eyes.
It was a gaze that seemed like he could kill at any moment if she interfered.
The moment Hugh gripped the dagger in his chest with his unbroken arm, Princess Coco jerked her head up. Her fluttering purple hair stuck to her wet face.
If Temarr goes on a rampage, I’ll swallow him even if I have to burn my life.
Ruman condensed his energy. So he could unleash it at any time, aiming at Temarr’s heart.
“If you do that…. He’ll really die…… If you stubbornly insist on doing it alone like that… really, he might die……”
“……”
“Ren might die…! Because of you!”
“……”
Tears that had dried flowed drip by drip from her purple eyes.
Eyes filled with fear, trembling lips and eyelashes, Coco endured the terrible pain and fear while staring straight into Temarr’s eyes. The words barely exhaled with her breath scattered as if evaporating instantly.
She didn’t even notice that her body hurt from colliding and tumbling.
Princess Coco felt like she would stop breathing. It felt like Ren’s life would be extinguished while she delayed like this.
If you don’t let go of that hand, I’ll kill you.
“……”
That can’t be. There’s no way Ren would die.
The blood that flowed from Temarr pooled thickly on the floor.
The blood that spread while slowly soaking the floor touched the physician’s hand.
The physician, who couldn’t even open his mouth, clenched his fist after seeing Princess Coco who spoke as if squeezing while barely able to breathe.
“Move aside! I, c-can’t, br-breathe!”
The physician, unable to even speak properly, dared to push the Hero aside and took the seat in front of Ren.
The empty eyes rolled to stare at the physician’s head. Ruman was still grasping Temarr’s shoulder and Hugh was gripping his dagger. Coco also put strength in her legs.
“If, if you feed him so r-roughly……”
I feel like I’ll piss myself.
No, just focus on the patient.
The physician, trembling while grumbling, supported Ren’s head. While helping him breathe evenly, relieved that one of the medicine bottles Temarr had roughly emptied remained, he poured it in little by little. Even so, half soaked Ren’s front.
“Ren.”
“……”
Ruman released his arm gripping Temarr. His palm was damp with blood.
Rante, who had been guarding Ren’s side, faded and disappeared. Ruman spat out the blood that surged up and glared at Temarr.
