The autumn wind was very cool, but it couldn't hide the burning sensation of the direct rays of the afternoon sun, and Worcester's face was a little stinging, but at this moment, he probably couldn't react to the sun in front of his eyes.

Boom!

Even though the mental senses have not yet eased up, the neural senses have never disappeared.

——— seemed to have encountered a small countercurrent, causing him to crash hard against the rocks on the bank of the creek.

The abrupt and dizzy discomfort still pulled Worcester's thinking senses back.

... Sun?

I'm alive?

So where am I now?

Dizzy, I feel inexplicably unfamiliar with sunlight and touch.

And he didn't really feel the fact that he had left the Demon Realm.

It was as if it was a dream, a dream that had never been conceived.

Worcester's eyes narrowed, yes, he only felt at this time that he had been looking directly at the sun.

I just been looking at the sun?

No, no, everything in my head is chaotic.

The sun at noon is still very dazzling even when you close your eyes.........

Ah, unable to move.

You can't even do it if you want to shade your hands, let alone lift yourself.

Well...? The feeling of ice cold and cold....

Still drifting?

I can feel that this place is much smaller than the long river of darkness, and the darkness is boundless, as if there is no end....

But now it's the end of the road.

He thought so.

Even though he had just been knocked out by the stone.

He had no idea that he had been knocked unconscious.

It's as if the body is actually receiving feedback, but the mind doesn't seem to follow the state of the body and is functioning on its own.

———

The sound of footsteps in his ears was particularly clear in the otherwise silent environment, attracting Worcester's attention.

"Huh?"

Feeling his face being poked gently, Worcester woke up again in a daze, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he passed out again.

He opened his eyes slightly and whispered in confusion.

What appeared in front of me was the tip of a wizard's hat.

“？”

Continue to open your eyes, and the scene in front of you will be fully revealed.

A silver-haired woman in a wizard's hat, poking her head out, with her peugeot features, stared at herself with wide eyes and a look of surprise.

"Are you alright?"

Worcester's mouth opened but he couldn't say anything, and then he felt a burning pain in his throat, probably because he hadn't spoken for too long and didn't drink water, which made his throat extremely dry, and the sharp pain made him take a breath.

Looking at the young man lying on the sand and gravel in front of him, there was still a little blood on his head, and the young man's expression suddenly became painful, and the woman was a little worried.

Immediately, Worcester saw that something seemed to be whispering from the woman's mouth, and suddenly, a light flashed from his body, which seemed to be emitted by the woman in front of him.

This is.... Healing magic? ... It doesn't seem to hurt anymore... It's quite comfortable...

Just as Worcester felt the light of the healing magic drizzle over his body, a sharp pain appeared in every corner of his body.

Burst!

Blood flowed upstream, and Worcester spewed out a large mouthful of blood. The instant recovery of his senses put a heavy strain on Worcester's weakened body, and he passed out again.

"Ahh

The woman made a startled sound, and he felt himself move as Worcester's consciousness disconnected again.

"I didn't mean to!"

The woman moves with the dying Wooster in her arms.

If Worcester knew, he would have been particularly surprised, because the woman carried him on the steep road so flat that he barely felt the bumps.

———

On a clear day, the birds were singing, the sunlight was shining through the windows like golden silk on the futon, warm and comfortable beyond description, and the air was filled with a good aroma, which seemed to be a stew, or his favorite kind.

It's as if nothing happened.

Worcester opened his eyes excitedly and sat up directly, but the violent movement suddenly strained his weak body, and when the pain hit, he already realized that hope was a dream but his own wishful thinking, and the pain subsided, he leaned on the pillow and looked around the room.

Sighing slightly, the unfamiliar room still told me that I wasn't actually dreaming.

Wooster looked out the window, where a chameleon was resting, but he didn't quite remember what had happened.

Death, fire, celebration.

and important people.

That's all he remembers.

Wooster stroked his forehead, still dizzy and a little headache.

"Where is this?"

After coming back to his senses a little, Worcester first had to make sure that this was here. He began to meditate, connecting the fragments of his own memories. After about a few minutes of brainstorming, he came up with it.

I came to the human world!

Although he still doesn't know how he broke the seal to get here... But he still came to the human world.

It's hard to believe, but he did leave the Demon Realm, and just by the magic energy in the air, he could tell that this place couldn't belong anywhere in the Demon Realm.

———

Mutter~

Ah, I'm hungry.

Wooster could only stop brainstorming, although he didn't get any other information, but he was also quite mentally drained, plus he could smell the aroma of the stew all the time, although he didn't care about it, but now he could hear the sound of kitchen utensils colliding after caring about the fragrance, and he almost forgot that he was being carried back.

"I feel like my IQ has dropped a lot..."

Wooster couldn't help but mutter, but his voice was hoarse, and he remembered that he should have been thirsty all the time.

........ There is a glass of water at the head of the bed.

Worcester shifted his perspective down a little and saw the water on the side.

.... Then drink it.

Gently hold the cup in your hand, pick it up and put it in your mouth, the cool water can moisten your thirsty throat-

That's what Worcester expected.

In fact, when he picked up the cup and was about to lift it up, his hand lost his strength in an instant, and he heard a snap, and the glass shattered on the ground.

Huh?

Turns out I'm already weak to this extent, hey!

But what can I do? Broke someone else's stuff .... And as I am concerned, I am still being taken care of by others.... Worcester tensed as the clashing of kitchen utensils disappeared and was replaced by the sound of crisp footsteps, accompanied by the sound of a thump, coming straight this way, and fast!

In the brainstorming session, Worcester recalled the person who rescued him, but his physical condition was so bad at that time that his impression of the person who rescued him was limited to a woman! His heart was beating a little fast, and he looked at the door with curiosity and apologies at the same time.

"Are you awake?"

The woman poked her head out of the door, without the wizard's hat in her first impression, her long silver hair hung down naturally, her lilac pupils looked at Worcester who sat up, her voice like a silver bell was very pleasant, her face was a little red, her facial features could be described as Peugeot, and her excited voice made Worcester a little shy.

Worcester subconsciously spoke, his throat unwilling to cooperate, his voice hoarse like sawing wood, and he immediately closed his mouth.

The woman rolled her eyes and looked at Worcester.

"I see, do you want to drink water and break the water glass?"

Wooss nodded.

"It's okay, call me if you wake up!"

The woman smiled and walked into the room, and Worcester heard a spell he didn't know, and she looked at Worcester with a smile on her face.

What's the matter... Keep looking at me.....

Worcester, a little shyly, looked away and looked down at the futon.

Well?

At this point, a glass of water is held in the hand completely. I didn't notice it at all!

Gone are the broken glass and water stains on the floor!

"Drink water, please!"

After watching Worcester drink the water, the woman held out her hand.

"My name is Estelle, please advise!"

"Ahh

Worcester looked at Estelle as she approached, his face so close that he blushed all of a sudden.

"I ..... It's Worcester, in short... Thank you for saving me. ”

Looking at Estelle, who had been laughing, although Worcester thought she was a little weird, but in short, she was very cute, and he had a hunch that he might have a lot of connection with Estelle in front of him.