Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

When Rei regained consciousness, there was a young woman warrior's face wrapped around a metal armor - a sleeveless metal armor that looked like a breast plate.

He bundled his grey blonde hair behind him, and although his face burned in the day had no makeup, it was stern and beautiful.

The face was in front of him, and he was upset. But soon I notice a strange odor around me.

The smell of raw, metallic odor mixed with the smell of manure, he glances at his face.

At the same time I noticed some liquid on his face and was stunned when I raised my hand to wipe it off.

(Eh, isn't that blood? Am I hurt? No pain? What?... what?

He panicked at the massive amount of blood on his arm and looked around.

Seeing a good number of bodies around him - the unbroken mutilated bodies of the bandits - he felt fierce nausea, crawled on all fours and began vomiting.

The woman warrior beside him looked at him and said, "Are you okay?," but he could not answer the voice.

Though I hear her voice, the thought of panic does not easily restore calm. Spit out everything in your stomach, and even more up to your stomach juice, the feeling of vomiting won't go away.

(WHAT, WHAT HAPPENED... disgusting... HELP, SOMEONE HELP...)

Repeating vomiting for about five minutes, he finally seems calm and falls asleep on his back.

The female warrior who saw that appearance,

"Thank you for helping me where I was in danger earlier. My name is Ashley Markat. I work as an escort for His Excellency Baron Atley over there."

He squeezes out his voice, trying to somehow answer her voice.

"I'm... Ray..." I just answer, and that's where the words get jammed.

(What can I say? Can I say I'm from another world? I didn't think anything of it... would you like to try this place for classic amnesia...)

"Excuse me. I'm not sure of my memory, I can only remember the name Ray..."

A middle-aged man wrapped in brilliant clothes he watched in the distance - Baron Atley decided that this knight, who saved his life, was not in danger, took a butler like man and came close.

"Do you call me Lord Ray? Non worships the Baron in the Kingdom of Lax. My name is Bruno Atley. Thank you for saving our lives."

Ray doesn't know how to answer, all he can do is snort for now.

A woman warrior by the name of Ashley,

"Lord Ray, for now, shouldn't we wash away the blood? There must have been a creek nearby. If you can't stand up with too much magic, give me a hand..."

That's the first time he's seen himself when he's said that.

My whole body is dyed red with blood, and by the way, it also adheres to what looks like a piece of meat. vomiting struck me again when I saw that appearance, but I managed to indulge in it,

"Can you tell me what happened?

and spoke to his voice to squeeze out.

Baron Atley and Ashley looked at each other and Ashley began to explain.

"Lord Ray popped up when we were being attacked by bandits, one after the other..."

Hearing a briefly summarized explanation, he lost his mind about the blood.

(All of it, did I do it? You've killed people... this blood belongs to those bandits...)

Regardless of the eyes of those around him or anything else, he starts to rattle and tremble.

Ashley, who saw that,

(What is this man? If you think you've shown that hero-like movement, you just look at the blood and vomit and tremble like a little girl... I have no idea why)

She felt the impression that she initially thought of herself as a hero breaking down and was confused about how to sort out the emotions in her.

(There seems to be no danger. I also think it's going to be interesting. Most importantly, it is the Marcat family's teachings that give thanks to the benefactor of life...)

She becomes interested in him and, again, suggests washing the blood away.

The baron seemed somewhat sorry,

"Could you do something about it by the time my daughter wakes up? If you see that, you'll lose your mind again."

Hearing the words, Ray turned to those who were told there was a creek.

Looking at him, the Baron asked, "What do you think of him?," asks Ashley.

"I don't know. In any case, there would be no harm in the present state," she replied, retrieving the equipment of the bandits while keeping the knights killed behind the carriage and vigilant around them.

and Ray toward the creek with me washes away the blood in a small stream of water.

But the blood that started to dry didn't quite fall off, and at the end of the day he was trying to jump into the creek and wash his whole body away.

The water in the creek was unexpectedly cold, with tremors coming soon enough that the roots of the teeth didn't fit, but it was a priority to wash away the blood.

(Drop it now! This smell of blood induces nausea. Damn! Why aren't you falling...)

Trying to wash it off in the creek for about five minutes, it struggles in cold water, but although my face and hands have managed to fall, I can't shed the armor, the cloak, the clothes I put under my armor, and the blood attached to my hair that bothers me the most.

(If it's a novel, you can drop it in one shot with the magic of "purity"... if we were talking earlier, you could use magic, this is the situation, why don't you try it under no circumstances...)

He remembered the setting of his novel and tried the life magic “cleansing” that keeps his body and clothes clean.

In his novel, there is the field of "life magic," and the setting that the magic of purification is a mixture of water and light attributes and wind attributes was conceived.

When he thinks of the magic of purification - the magic of a process in which the Spirit of Water floats dirt, the Spirit of Light breaks down, and the Spirit of the Wind flies its degraded dirt and water, imagining a commercial of detergents, etc. - the light gathers around him.

The blue light wraps him up, then turns into a white light close to gold, and finally a white light close to silver wraps him up.

Waiting surprised but still motionless, the blood, dirt, etc. attached to his body were removed clean, and the cape and underwear were like new, as they put them out for cleaning, without leaving a single stain.

Including his body and the hair he cared about, he was in a neat condition like he had taken a bath and removed dirt.

And my wet clothes and body were completely dry in the creek and I didn't feel the cold anymore, but I also felt a little carefree.

(Wow! I could really use it... maybe I could use something else...)

He forgot for a moment the guilt of saying he had killed people and was excited about the fact that magic could have been used.

And when I thought about using new magic, I heard Ashley from afar.

"Lord Ray! It's time to leave, will you come back..."

He was just a little sorry, but he thought about the rest of the bandits attacking him and went right back to them.

Having washed off his blood, Ray returns to where the carriage Ashley and the others waited.

As I approached the place, I got the smell of blood making me nauseous again, but I managed to reduce that nausea.

Seeing him completely clean, Ashley and the Baron couldn't hide their consternation again.

"How did you wash all that blood off? It's like I'm dressed..."

I worry about how to answer that question.

(Isn't the magic of purification common? Maybe using attack magic sounds normal but there is no life magic... I can't tell you what I'm bad at...)

"After some rinsing off in the creek, I magically cleaned it... didn't you know?

"Magic to clean clothes, bodies, etc... I've heard rumors that Sartooth elves use such magic..."

As the baron tilts his neck, he follows his memory. to the word. He said,

(You just said elf. And the place name “Sartooth”. The Baron said "Lax” kingdom... it's the same name as the country I wrote in the novel. I wonder what that means?

Looking at the two men who contemplate, the realistic Ashley has suggested preparing to leave.

"My lord, Lord Ray, it's time to leave," he said to Ray, "could you help me collect the bandit's Demon Crystal Stone?"

"Demon crystal stone? Oh, that's a magic crystal stone...... eh! I..."

(Demonic crystal stone, if it remains my novel, is the crystal of magic in the bodies of people and demons. Taking it out means you shouldn't have put your hands on the body and let the magic flow... I hate to see the body again...)

"What's up? You've forgotten how to take it, too? If so, recover the Demon Crystal stone with me. Can you find me a horse instead?"

He accepted her suggestion.

And then we go into the woods where we think we have horses.

(The name of the country, Demon Crystal Stone... I can't decide if I don't purchase some more information, but I think I'm lost in the world of novels I wrote...)

He finds the horses on which the knights were riding and approaches them in horror.

(I've never touched a horse. Should I have the reins? I have more than ten heads in all, but how do I take them...)

I don't know how, so I decide to take him near the carriage two heads at a time, hold the reins, and pull gently. The horses have arrived honestly to see if they are well trained.

Taking the first two heads near the carriage, Ashley was removing the Demonic Crystal Stone from the bandit's body. The method is the same as he thought, and when you put your hand against the chest of the body, something like a glass ball about a centimeter in size emerges.

(I knew...... you got lost in the world of the novel Trinitas Mundus? That's what...)

He was half-heartedly focused on collecting horses and trying not to think about them as much as possible.

About enough the horses had been collected, and Ashley had also finished collecting the Demonic Crystal Stone and connecting the horses with rope.

As she crossed the horse, she turned to him,

"You can ride a horse, right? When you can't ride, you just have to get in the carriage..." he asked worryingly.

He sees how she rides and answers, "I'll try to do something about it".

(I feel like I can get on somehow, why?

When he hung his feet on the hook and crossed the horse lighter than he thought, his body remembered, gently pulling and stabilizing the reins.

(It was easier to ride than riding a bike. I wonder why? Who owns this body in the first place?

Ashley reassures him that he is likely to be able to ride the horse, and when he tells him that he is leaving for the Baron, he sends a signal to the deacon-like man sitting in your seat.

He matches that signal and makes the horse walk with a signal.

At first I manipulated it like it was horrible, but when I had enough, I could manipulate it freely as if I'd been riding it from time to time.

(Maybe it's because horses are well trained, but equestrianism is so easy?

He manipulates the horse to get out of the woods, surprised by why he can ride the horse.