The Otherworld Was Way Too Brutal – After I Healed the Mutilated Girl, She Turned Into a Completely Obsessed Yandere Guard Dog - Chapter 23.1

Chapter 23.1

Inside the swaying carriage, I sank my body—which felt as heavy as mud—into the seat.

The scenery flowing past the window was sinking into evening darkness.

Two black knights sat silently beside me as my minders.

I didn’t have even a scrap of energy left to think about running.

My mana was completely drained, and my stamina had hit its limit too.

The price I paid for regenerating Tsugumi’s left arm had been huge.

(…But I don’t regret it.)

When I closed my eyes, Tsugumi’s tear-streaked face came back to me, along with the feeling of her hugging me tight with that brand-new left hand.

I’d come all this way just for that one moment.

But reality didn’t give me any time to get sentimental.

The person I was about to meet was the real ruler of this city—a ruthless monster named Genzou Sumeragi.

The carriage stopped.

I heard the sound of a heavy iron gate opening, and we entered the grounds of that gloomy mansion again.

“Get out.”

Urged on, I stepped down onto the ground with shaky legs.

The air around the mansion felt even more stagnant than last time.

It was like vultures circling because they already sensed their master’s death—an ominous presence hanging everywhere.

They led me to the same top-floor room as before.

When the door opened, the sharp smell of chemicals mixed with the stench of death hit my nose.

“…So you came.”

In the center of the room.

Genzou—still hooked up to life-support machines—turned his cloudy eyes toward me.

His face had a deathly ashen color; it almost looked like the Grim Reaper was standing right behind him.

“I’ve heard the report. Level 4… you can regenerate limbs now, huh.”

“…Yeah.”

“Then heal me. Right now.”

There wasn’t a shred of composure left in Genzou’s voice.

It was an ugly mix of terror at death and desperate clinging to life.

“Sorry, but that’s impossible right now.”

I answered honestly.

Even if I lied here, the moment I started the treatment it’d be obvious.

“As you can see, my mana’s totally empty. Healing that girl’s one arm already took everything I had. With my current resources, I can’t fix your whole body.”

“…Hmph. Within expectations.”

Genzou moved his withered, twig-like fingers and gave a signal to the attendant waiting nearby.

The attendant approached respectfully, carrying a tray.

On it sat a small bottle filled with a clear, sapphire-blue liquid.

“Drink it.”

“What is this…?”

“The highest-grade mana potion. One bottle costs enough to buy a whole castle.”

I swallowed hard.

Potions were already rare in this world.

A mana potion that instantly restored magic power? That was practically a legendary item that never hit the open market.

And he was just handing it over without hesitation.

“Drink it and your mana will recover. I’m not accepting excuses.”

I had no right to refuse.

My hand shook as I grabbed the bottle and chugged it in one go.

—Guh!

A burning sensation scorched down my throat, and then an enormous wave of heat surged up from deep in my stomach.

Power flooded back into my dried-up mana circuits like a raging torrent.

My vision sharpened, and the exhaustion all over my body vanished like it had never been there.

“…Holy crap, that’s insane.”

“Of course it is. Now begin. Use those hands of yours to remake this pathetic, tube-ridden old body.”

Genzou’s eyes were bloodshot as he shouted.

I steeled myself and walked over to the old man’s bed.

Up close, the state of his body was even worse.

His heart was beating irregularly, his lungs were on the verge of total failure.

The liver and kidneys were wrecked too.

Without the machines keeping him alive, he would’ve died long ago.

(…Level 4’s effect is ‘regeneration of lost limbs and major organs’)

I couldn’t turn back aging itself.

But I should be able to rebuild organs that had fallen into dysfunction until they were basically brand new.

“Here I go.”

I placed my hand on Genzou’s chest.

I activated Level 4 healing magic.

Thump!!

Through my palm, I felt Genzou’s heart give a huge, powerful leap.

Thanks to the mana potion, I had magic to spare.

I poured it in without hesitation.

First the heart.

I broke down the hardened, sluggish heart muscle and rebuilt it.

Cleared out clogged blood vessels, repaired the valves.

“Guh, ooooooh…!?”

Genzou’s eyes flew wide open and he let out a groan.

It had to hurt.

But he accepted the pain with an expression of pure ecstasy.

He could feel the pulse of life growing strong again inside his own body.

Next came the lungs.

I replaced the pitch-black, fibrosed alveoli with fresh, vivid pink tissue.

So he could breathe deep and strong without needing any respiratory tubes.

Liver, kidneys, stomach and intestines.

One after another, I regenerated his major organs.

Sweat poured down my forehead.

Even with the potion, replacing every organ in the body was mentally exhausting.

But I couldn’t stop.

About an hour passed, probably.

As a final push, I activated his whole bloodstream, then finally pulled my hand away.

“…It’s done.”

When I said that, silence fell over the room.

Only the machines kept making their empty noises.

But those sounds weren’t needed anymore.

Genzou ripped the oxygen mask off himself.

Then he took a deep, powerful breath.

“Suuu… haaaa…”

No wheezing, no whistling.