Deep in the ruins, Ulysses is embarrassed to be carried on his back by Rasha.

"Rasha, I can walk on my own, let me come down. Although this was the twenty-seventh time that Ulysses had asked Rashia to put herself down, Rashia, who was usually very obedient to him, turned a deaf ear this time, as if he had not heard him speak in her ear at all.

Based on Ulysses' experience from observing Rascha for a long time, it seems that Rascha was really angry this time, otherwise he would not have listened to him.

"Rasha, I'm fine. Ulysses put his mouth close to Rashia's ear, trying to get Rasha to change his mind in a way that had been tried and tested before.

"No!" this time Raxia finally reacted, her face flushed, obviously affected by the breath blown by Ulysses. But nothing changed about her decision, and after seeing Ulysses seriously injured in front of her, she decided not to leave him in this ruin no matter what.

It's better to carry him on your back like this, and if anyone wants to hurt him, they have to cross her corpse first.

"Alas!" Ulysses, who had no choice at all about Rasha's surname, sighed, Raxia usually seemed to be a good child, but once he made up his mind what he wanted to do, he really couldn't persuade anyone.

This is an advantage and a disadvantage, but Rasha's heart has indeed reached his heart. It's a feeling that makes people feel warm, and I can't help but want to cherish it.

For him, who had been haunted by that terrible coldness in his body now, nothing made him feel more relaxed than such warmth.

He didn't know how this strange illness came about, as if it had eaten away at his body before the dark ruins arrived, as if it were an ominous omen.

When he held the miracle sword, the powerful divine power could heal his body's injuries, but there was nothing he could do about this cold ice. It was as if it had completely merged with his body, becoming a part of his body.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could feel the shadow remaining in his body, a combination of infinite coldness and dead silence. Although it was more than half less than when he first attacked, the remaining part still firmly occupied his body.

It was a suffocating cold, and the ice gas shot out by the mantis monster just now was nothing compared to it.

"Ulysses, does it hurt?" Feeling a slight tremor coming from behind him, Rasha asked with concern.

"It's nothing, it's just a little cold, Rasha, let me come down and take a walk, so I can warm up. "Ulysses, of course, won't tell Rasha the truth.

It's better not to tell anyone about his illness for the time being, and in this dangerous underground ruins, he doesn't want Laxia to worry too much about him.

Moreover, he did not really lose all his combat effectiveness. After resting for a while, the outline of the cross sword, which had almost lost its senses, gradually became clear in his mind.

It seemed to be speaking to him, and it was calling for something. Something ancient and sacred was emanating from it, silently infecting the spirit of Ulysses.

It was faith, and it was faith, and when Ulysses walked on this path and remained steadfast in his heart, the power of the Cross Sword became stronger and stronger.

"Really, not lying to me?" Rascha looked at Ulysses with some suspicion.

"Of course it's true. Ulysses wasn't lying, he did feel the cold, and moving around would indeed warm his hands and feet a little.

It's just that there is a slight error in the degree of severity.

"Be careful, then, don't be reckless. Rasya carefully laid down Ulysses as if he were the most precious treasure.

Ulysses adjusted his center of gravity and stood firmly on the ground, the feeling of weakness and weakness that he had just fallen from was moving away from him. As the outline of the Cross Sword in his mind gradually became clear, his power returned.

Breathing in the slightly moist air underground, Ulysses' eyes glowed again. Even in such a deep underground, he smelled the wind, the free, unfettered power.

The remaining coldness in his body was still there, but he needed to get used to it, and at this time, he couldn't be defeated by something like this.

"Very good, it's okay anymore, it's Rasha, you're too worried, I'm not that badly hurt. Besides, I'm a priest, and I can heal this injury myself. With the miraculous power bestowed upon him by the Cross Sword, Ulysses showed Raxia that he was in better shape than usual.

Judging only by appearances, the current Ulysses is indeed fully recovered. Even Rasha was deceived.

"It's wonderful. Rasha, who had always believed in Ulysses, smiled as beautiful as the sun, and even Ulysses himself did not believe her words, but she believed it.

Unreserved, even unfounded trust, Rashia's affection for Ulysses was so direct and undisguised that she didn't need to hide anything at all.

Because, she is Ulysses's fiancée, and she will definitely marry his girl in the future.

On the other hand, Yuria, who had been following Ulysses and Rasha, and staring at Ulysses from different angles, noticed that something was wrong with her brother at this moment.

Although it seemed that the injury was completely healed, and there was no problem with either speaking or acting, Yulia was all too familiar with the appearance of pretending to be fine.

Because she herself is the best expert at disguise like that.

Pretend to be casual in front of everyone, smile in front of everyone, run with hope, and never let people discover their pain. What Ulysses did, she had done countless times.

That's why she found out that something was wrong, and if there really wasn't anything, her brother shouldn't be so stressed. Compared to her, who is frail and sickly, her brother has always been very healthy and positive.

That kind of brother wouldn't go out of his way to say that he has nothing left. Moreover, she knows better than anyone about her brother, who has not yet learned basic healing techniques and is unable to treat his injuries.

Flaws, too many.

"Okay, then I can't lose to you. "Rasha was also encouraged to see that Ulysses had fully regained his mobility.

She raised her right hand, which had been hanging by her side, and the already completely unconscious hand was stinging like a lot of knives were stabbing into this hand one at a time.

"Get me well!" Rasha shouted as if commanding his own body.

This is completely unreasonable, Rasha doesn't know any healing spells, and he's clumsy even to wrap a bandage, let alone heal himself. And if you give orders to your body and say that you can get better if you get better, this world will not need the profession of a priest.

But just when Ulysses thought so, something contrary to common sense really happened in front of him.

A series of subtle sounds came from Rasha's right hand, which had been completely destroyed by the Nether's sword not long ago, and even the bones were shattered, and blood oozed out of the bandage on Ulysses' bag, which looked a little scary.

I don't know when the thin cyan thread that appeared on Rashya's wrist extended into her palm under Rashya's strong will, and distributed into her bones, flesh and blood, which were close to shattering.

Then, Rasha moved her fingers up and down.

First the index finger, then the middle finger, then the ring finger, the little finger, and when the last thumb also moved, Rasha had already clenched into a fist, and then opened it with all his might.

"Hah!" With a powerful shout, the cyan air shook off the bandage that Ulysses had wrapped, and Rasha's hand returned.

"Hahahaha, it's cured, Ulysses, your bandage really works super well. Rasha looked elated at her completely healed right hand, which she felt tingling after being bandaged by Ulysses.

When the pain became more and more apparent, she instinctively knew that it was about to heal. So after feeling almost, she gave orders to herself.

Sure enough, the strength returned, and instead of being wasted, the right hand was stronger and stronger than before the injury. She felt that she could now smash all the steel with a simple punch, and she didn't need any moves.

"This ......," Ulysses swore to the Supreme God, all he was carrying with him was an ordinary medical bandage that could be bought in any city, and there was absolutely no such miraculous healing effect.

The bandage that can break all the bones of his right hand, and the tissues are even more messy, and the bandage that completely heals Laxia's hand in this short period of time must be the legendary Divine Frost Bandage - the highest grade alchemy product that has long been unproduced.

"Okay, let's keep fighting!" waving his fully recovered right hand, Rasha's confidence returned.

Unlike Ulysses, who was just a façade, she was truly completely healed. Not only that, but she could also feel the strength in her body increasing, especially in her right hand.

Sure enough, the bandages Ulysses gave her were the best.

............ "Is that bandage so good?" Yuria, who followed the two carefully, looked at her body in confusion, the bandages on her body should be exactly the same as Ulysses's, but even a single abrasion would take a day to heal.

When she bandaged herself, she was in tears of pain, and she couldn't see any special therapeutic effect at all.

Sure enough, it was my brother who bandaged it himself to have that special curative effect.

(To be continued)