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#262. When the sun rises (1)
The day before Sun's Day.
There could be many reasons why Veronica's heart was pounding so hard.
“It’s tomorrow! It’s finally tomorrow!”
“How bright the world will become!”
It may be because of the excitement brought about by the festive atmosphere on the streets.
“Veronica, your walking seems a little awkward.”
“Uh, yeah? No? No?”
It could be because of the excitement that comes from walking alone with Ray.
“Don’t look away. There’s one over there too. It’s the Yeomyeonghoe.”
“… There are already many of them mixed in with the crowd.”
Or maybe it was because of the tension that tomorrow was the day when the Yeomyeonghoe would reveal its ambitions.
Veronica whispered softly.
“You said there were a little over 100 people?”
“As far as I know.”
Ray answered, glancing sideways at the blue rings among the crowd.
If we had not reduced the number as much as possible through guerrilla tactics, the number would have been around 150, not 100.
It was bigger than I thought.
Because outside the walls, there was no group with more than three digit numbers of wizards other than the sect.
If we include the traitors within the church, the number of enemies to deal with could be said to be around 400 to 500.
Veronica spoke softly as she saw the street that appeared as she passed the square.
“If everything goes according to plan, the car carrying the saintess will pass by here, right?”
Ray nodded.
At noon tomorrow, when the sun was at its highest, the saint was to travel by car.
Starting from the church headquarters.
To the Sanctuary of the Sun in the center of the sector.
It was a kind of march.
As the convoy of vehicles slowly moves along, the people crowding the street will cheer with joy.
and.
The saint, who arrived at the sanctuary with everyone's blessings and prayers, will meet death at the hands of the Dawn Society.
'Because it will be used as a sacrifice to fix the blue mana to the artificial sun.'
Of course, this is only a story if everything had gone according to the Dawn Society's plan, and in reality, such a thing would not have happened.
Because the non-traitor side had no intention of sending the saint out of the main office.
Sun's Day, the same day
Through a surprise attack, all the traitors within the sect are eliminated, and a siege is launched against the Dawn Society outside.
That was the plan of the non-turned side.
Solitaire said.
"The purpose of the Dawn Society is to dye the sun with their colors and raise it into the sky. In order to do that, they absolutely need the Saintess. In the end, the Dawn Society spread across the sector will have no choice but to gather here, at the Cathedral."
The advantage of having the battlefield be a cathedral rather than a city center was clear.
The priests were familiar with the internal structure, which gave them an advantage in battle.
It was also possible to meet enemies with pre-installed devices or magic.
chamberlain.
Okay.
The blue moon stone that I can feel in my arms right now was like that.
This small mineral, which glows softly under moonlight, emits a unique wave pattern when broken.
Veronica said.
"It's a wave that temporarily makes the weight of mana heavier. The effect isn't that great. Normal rings are fine. However, according to the Dawn Society's data, mixed rings are different. The elements are irregularly entangled, so the effect is dozens of times greater. It's because of the properties of separation and amplification… Ray, are you listening?"
I got the first part in a blur, but I understood the conclusion clearly.
Breaking the Cheongwolseok can weaken the surrounding mixing ring.
Because of this, items containing the Cheongwolseok were hidden and placed in various places inside the cathedral.
Of course, it took astronomical costs to secure large quantities of the highly valuable blue moonstone.
'There was absolutely no problem.'
Because when it comes to money, there was a mountain of money in Acrasium.
'I didn't steal it.'
It was something I borrowed and intended to pay back.
Philip, who remains in the mansion, manages the Amon family's business and diligently expands the group's common assets.
If I work hard for about 10 years, I might be able to pay off all my debt.
Nod.
It was Ray who gave Philip the motivation to work hard and earn money.
The boy and girl walked, meticulously memorizing the route of the convoy of vehicles the saint would ride.
It was a precaution in case the saint could not be protected at the headquarters.
At that time.
"excuse me…!"
Veronica pointed her finger with a surprised look on her face as she looked somewhere.
On an old mat.
There was a pedestrian standing in front of a collection box.
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There was a steel bar falling from the roof of the building behind him, but he didn't seem to run away even after seeing it.
Ray ran, and Veronica ran too.
Thwaaa …
A precariously spread out defense.
The rebar rolled down.
“Are you okay? Where are you hurt?”
“Ah, thank you…! Joe, it looks okay, except for a few scratches…!”
Woof!
A white halo settled over the walker's scratched area.
Ray looked at Veronica using her healing magic and thought.
It seems that the white mana in the ring becomes brighter and brighter as time passes.
“I just heard a sound….”
“Light? Is it magic?”
People began to gather around her, but Veronica seemed too focused to notice.
“Thank goodness it doesn’t seem like you were seriously hurt… Ah.”
Veronica groaned as she noticed the blackened legs of the walker.
“…Is it paralysis?”
“Yes, Ma, that’s right.”
The pedestrian was said to have originally been a laborer at a construction site.
He said that he often got caught in black rain while working outdoors, and at some point, one of his legs turned black and he couldn't move properly.
“… … .”
Veronica bit her lips after hearing the story.
Of the many diseases caused by black rain, paralysis was one of the most life-threatening.
Rustle, rustle!
A pouch of pills was taken out of the bag and handed to the passerby.
“This is a medicine I made. It relieves the pain of paralysis and relaxes the muscles so that you can move. Of course, it’s only temporary and not a permanent cure… but I hope it helps you a little bit. I’m sorry I can’t give you much. The ingredients are very rare, so this is all I could make this time.”
The pedestrian looked between Veronica and his pocket with a bewildered expression.
“It’s okay. I’ve already tried it several times. I’m sure there’s nothing wrong with your body.”
Veronica reassured the pedestrian with a warm voice.
Medicine, pharmacy, healing magic, etc.
The girl studied a lot in various fields whenever she had free time.
We analyzed case samples and soil samples collected from patients across multiple sectors.
in result.
Although it is not a complete cure, we were able to create a drug that can alleviate the symptoms to some extent.
New drug development.
It was originally something that could not be easily achieved by an individual, but effort, persistence, and innate understanding made it possible.
The countless medicinal herbs that could be collected from the last forest and turned into dew in the laboratory would also play a part.
And the girl could guess.
This is why there are no medicines on the market for diseases caused by black rain.
It was simple.
'Because I don't have money.'
Developing new drugs costs a lot of money.
The opportunity cost of allocating farmland to necessary medicinal herbs cannot be ignored.
New drugs produced in this way are bound to be expensive.
However, the vast majority of victims of black rain are lower-class workers.
'You can't make a profit with the new drug.'
Because it won't sell.
So, new drugs are not developed.
Unless pharmaceutical executives suddenly become philanthropists.
But the girl was different.
I have been distributing medicine for free to sick people I meet on the street.
“Swallow. Here is some water.”
Just like right now.
The pedestrian, who had been thinking for a while with his lips quivering, swallowed the pill.
“Wake up.”
Veronica grabbed the hand of the trembling pedestrian who was getting up.
“Are you ready?”
“Okay, wait, wait… .”
The pedestrian seemed to have already noticed the changes in his body.
After a deep breath, when your hands are released.
"ah…."
The blackened legs moved.
On my own, I took a few steps forward.
As the pedestrian made a face of utter disbelief, a shout was heard.
“The hunchback just got up!”
Veronica turned her head and only then realized the presence of people surrounding her.
“Oh, since when…!”
“It’s been quite some time.”
Veronica, unaccustomed to so much attention, hid behind Ray's back with a red face.
And he pulled Ray's hood over his face.
But I couldn't stop the sounds I was hearing.
“It’s a saint!”
“Saint!”
“You raised the hunchback!”
“The saint has performed a miracle!”
Veronica whispered softly.
“Are you saying that to me right now?”
“I think so.”
People who were swept up in the atmosphere were already chanting the word "saint" like a slogan.
My head was spinning.
My face felt hot as fire.
Veronica ran after Ray with her hood up, shouting so that the pedestrians behind her could hear.
“Just save it for when you need it! And please wait! I’ll develop a cure!”
“The saint is running away!”
“Saint, do not abandon us!”
“Saint!”
The two people who ran to avoid the pouring slogans arrived at a deserted alley.
Veronica, who was catching her breath, said with a bitter face.
“I wish the real saint had appeared. Right?”
“… … .”
Ray knew that it was very rare for his friend to show such emotions.
Because Veronica was always bright.
“Pieta too… she could have lived a happier life. Instead of struggling to survive and being caught as a sacrificial lamb by the Yeomyeonghoe and those people.”
Veronica looked up at the sky covered with dark clouds.
Pieta, who cannot see ahead.
Blindness was also one of the diseases caused by black rain.
If it was like that from birth, the mother must have been exposed to black rain for a long time.
Ray raised his head and followed Veronica as he glared at the dark clouds.
Of course, the clouds did not disappear.
While we were looking up together like that.
“Layya.”
Veronica said.
"huh."
“I think I know.”
“What kind?”
“I’m talking about why black rain causes illness. According to the conversation between the Guardians that Ray heard, mana is emotion, and emotion is mana. And black rain is created when the mana is mixed excessively and turns black, rising to the sky.”
so.
“How harmful would that be? If in fact the black rain is all the dregs of emotion that have gathered together and fallen.”
Ray looked back at Veronica.
“Do you think emotions are harmful?”
“It’s okay if they don’t overflow and appear harmoniously. Rather, they are wonderful and beautiful. However, if they are gathered together in such a haphazard and unregulated way, it can’t help but be harmful to the human body.”
It was something I could agree with.
Because the black mana, which appears as a mixture of all kinds of emotions, symbolizes malice or fear towards others.
How much time has passed like that?
“But, true saint, if we find the reincarnation of the sun, there won’t be any more black rains, right?”
Veronica seemed to feel a little better.
“Isn’t it so romantic? The sun that follows the rainbow and loves it.”
“I don’t know.”
“Ray, do you want to hide?”
“I was saying that I don’t see any reason why it wouldn’t be romantic.”
Ray, who saw the murderous axe eyes, quickly changed his values.
Veronica continued to mutter sentimentally, looking up at the sky.
“Did the rainbow know that the sun loved it?”
“It seems like a difficult problem.”
“I think it’s highly likely that I didn’t know.”
“For what reason?”
“If I had known, I would not have come down to the ground knowing that it would make the sun sad.”
In other words, if the rainbow knew love, it would not have left the sun's side.
'I don't know.'
Actually, I didn't quite understand it.
Because love itself is a difficult emotion.
'I wish you would give me justice.'
I was just wondering when Veronica, the self-proclaimed love doctor, would explain.
Red, orange, yellow, and… .
Ray thought as he stared at the emotion that was constantly changing clothes on Veronica's plate.