The Overlord Journey of the God of Creation

A whole family of common people often only has a small vanity mirror, or even none.In Arche's house, every room has a floor-to-ceiling mirror that can illuminate a person's whole body.

This was also one of the few objects that made Arche realize her aristocratic status, and reminded her of her childhood.

At that time, I thought my father was the most amazing man in the world.Mother is the most beautiful woman in the world, and she feels that her life is extremely happy.

Only now did I realize that that man knows nothing but bragging.The same goes for that woman, who only has the advantage of being beautiful. The so-called happy life is like a bubble. It looks beautiful, but it bursts with a puncture.

Arche stood in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror.

She was only wearing white underwear, and a large area of ​​skin was exposed, but it was not a beautiful sight at all.

The hair was dry and messy. Although it was washed clean, there was no trace of beauty.The originally beautiful eyes now lack a trace of luster, and the whites of the eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes.

His eye sockets were sunken, with deep dark circles, as if he hadn't slept in a long time.His face was so emaciated that he looked like this even though he was eating every day.

The same is true on the body, it seems that the outline of the ribs can be seen, and the skin has become very dry.

Why did I become like this?Such questions flashed through Arche's mind.

At this moment, the scene in the mirror changed.

The emaciated girl disappeared, replaced by a mass of crimson flames, as strange as human blood.

A skeleton appeared in the flames, holding a terrifying golden scepter in his hand.

The skeleton raised one hand, and slowly stretched it towards Arche——

"Ah, no!" Arche screamed, throwing herself on the bed and wrapping herself in the blanket.

She was hallucinated by her own imagination, and she was so frightened that she was about to lose control.

Panting, panting non-stop, and my heart was beating non-stop.Pain while jumping.

You will have that nightmare when you close your eyes, and you will see that hallucination when you walk on the road.And it got worse day by day, Arche's spirit was close to collapse.

"I'm sorry..." the girl huddled under the quilt whispered.

When the younger sisters needed her the most, when they needed her sister the most, she turned into a waste who had completely lost her courage.

Arche sobbed softly, tears streaming down her face.

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Arche hid in the room, weeping in a low voice that no one outside could hear.

The shadows of former companions appeared in front of him one by one. Hekkeran, Imina, and Robatiku Goldrun, these upright and reliable companions, Arche always felt that meeting them was a joy. Very lucky thing.

She recalled the first time they met, it should have been a rainy night, and Archie, who had nowhere to go, found the 'Four Advisers' according to the rumors. At that time, they should still be called the 'Three Advisers', and begged them to let her join.

Because of his third-level magic caster level and the ability of 'seeing through the devil's eye', he was allowed to join the team, and he received various cares after that.They are really good, both as workers and as people.

According to Arche's understanding, Heklan and the others were originally adventurers of the empire, but because of a conflict with the temple of the empire, they withdrew from the adventurers' union and became workers.

The temple does not allow adventurers who use healing magic to heal others without charging an appropriate fee.For example, if you meet a seriously injured child in a poor village, if you treat him for free or at a low price, it will be regarded as a violation.

Generally speaking, healing magic is provided by the temple, and patients need to donate money to ask the priests of the temple to cast spells for treatment.If the adventurer ignores this point and treats for free or at a low price, it is equivalent to stealing the job of the temple.

It seems that this is a rather unreasonable law, making people feel that the temple and the trade union are quite black-hearted, but there is actually a deeper rationality.

It is precisely because of the right to speak in the medical industry that the temple can maintain normal operations and serve people without interfering in national and regional politics.

Moreover, the cultivation of priests, the exorcism of the undead, the development of new types of healing magic and medicines, and the improvement of the lives of the residents are all based on these donations.

Moreover, the price set by the temple itself, based on the order of healing magic and the number of release times, is also more conscientious and reasonable.

If adventurers use healing magic at will, the temple may have to earn funds from various secular sources, resulting in a change in nature.

So, the rules of the temple are reasonable, but——

"Is it wrong to see a wounded person and want to heal him?" The declaration of his fellow pastor is absolutely just.

When you see someone who needs help, help him and don't think about those messy things.This is the idea of ​​the Four Advisors, and it is precisely because of this idea that they gave up their identity as adventurers.

"If I wait until I retire, I plan to be a priest in the countryside, and heal the villagers while cultivating fields." The uncle priest in the team, Robatiku Goldron, plans his future in this way.

"After retiring, let's get married first, and discuss things later." Hekland and Imina are a loving couple. They have never made up their minds about what to do in the future, but Arche thinks that they are both smart and talented. ability to lead a happy life.

These partners, these very good people, their beautiful lives have clearly just begun.Arche also hoped that one day she would attend Hekkeran and Imina's wedding, and they would invite her to be a bridesmaid.

But now, everything is over.They died, died in that majestic arena, died in that terrifying ancient tomb, and there was no way to bring back their corpses.

This is Arche's first experience with 'death' so intuitively.

This is death—it is a farewell, it is an end, it is a broken marionette.

It is the permanent end to all possible future comedies.

"Actually, it's my fault." Arche said in a trembling voice, biting the sheet of the quilt.

"It's all because of me, for me, that I took on that dangerous mission."

"The real damn person is me!"

Ironically, Arche came back and they didn't.

Arche hid in a corner, cried with all her strength, and gradually fell asleep.

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