The Priest of Complete Dispel ~ Every Time I Save a Cursed Beautiful Girl with My Status Abnormal Cure Skill, For Some Reason Her Dependence on Me Maxes Out ~ - Chapter 23: The True Face

Chapter 23: The True Face

“—Glen!!”

It was right after they finished defeating all the goblins.

Like a taut string snapping, the mage Risia rushed into Glen’s arms with force.

Relief that the battle was over—that wasn’t all.

Her large tears soaked Glen’s chest. Those tears spoke clearly of how much she had worried, how much fear and anxiety she had endured.

Her shoulders trembled slightly. With a tearful smile, she kept repeating, “I’m so glad you’re safe,” looking like a lover reunited with her partner.

This closeness… maybe these two really were in that kind of relationship, I thought for a moment.

“Iris, are you okay?”

“Yes. I prepared defensive and offensive spells… but in the end, I didn’t need them.”

“Yeah… Honestly, it was a bit anticlimactic.”

“As expected of Shu-sama…! I got wet…!”

“…Huh?”

“I got wet from tears…!”

“Oh, right…”

For a moment, my mind accidentally twisted her words into something else.

But when I looked at her face calmly, she hadn’t shed a single tear. …No, I was overthinking it.

“Glen…”

“Glen!”

Garo and Erina rushed over, too, rejoicing in his safety.

The trust and bond between the four were real. More than a family tied by blood, it was the connection of comrades who entrusted their lives to each other—visible right there.

“Thank you… I can’t thank you enough.”

“No problem.”

Glen bowed deeply, thanking me. His face was full of relief and gratitude.

After celebrating their safety for a while, Glen walked up to me and held out the longsword.

“Thanks for the sword, too. …My real weapon must be somewhere, so I want to look for it.”

“Yeah, do what you want.”

“But—”

He stopped speaking and shifted his gaze. There, a girl stood.

She hadn’t moved once since the battle started, standing still in the same spot. She neither attacked nor defended, just looked down.

Silently, I walked toward her.

“Eek…”

As I approached, the girl let out a fearful sound and instinctively stepped back. But she tripped on a stone and fell on her backside.

Her body trembled. Her hands were clenched tightly.

I reached to remove my hood, but there was no need.

“You too… huh…”

Her face, now visible, was distorted like a pig’s, just like the other captive women.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!!”

The girl cried out, desperately covering her face with both hands.

In that moment, a black orb rolled out from her hand.

“This is…”

Iris quickly picked it up and used Appraisal.

Her expression hardened slightly.

“This was used to control the goblins… It’s a magic tool.”

“A magic tool?”

“Yes. It’s a very special kind of magic tool.”

Magic tool—it reminded me of the fire magic stove in the village. In modern Japan, it’d be like electricity or gas.

But a magic tool that controls a horde of goblins? That’s not normal.

Still, questions remained.

Why did this hooded girl have and use such a thing?

“I heard a bit from Risia and the others. From that, I’d guess—”

“—this girl was cursed and threatened by someone, forced to do this…”

Glen’s guess was continued by Iris.

I reached the same conclusion.

From the girl’s terrified state, it was hard to believe she did this willingly. There had to be a mastermind behind it.

“Let’s heal her.”

With that, we decided to take the girl back to the captive women.

“Wait.”

“Hm?”

Glen called out, stopping me.

“We should at least collect the queen’s magic stone. When we return to Hares, we need to submit it to the guild master for investigation.”

“…I don’t get it, but do what you want.”

“Thanks.”

I left the magic stone collection to them. Iris and I took the hooded girl back to the prison first.

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“We defeated all the goblins. —I’ll get you out now.”

I used Air Slash to cut through the iron bars, breaking the prison.

The women, trembling in fear, regained a faint light in their eyes.

They seemed to remember me as the one who used Heal.

As I removed their chains, their tension eased, and sobs mixed with cries of joy began to escape.

But—

“You…!”

The women’s gazes focused on the hooded girl.

Eyes filled with hostility and hatred.

“She ordered the goblins to attack us… Unforgivable…!”

“How could we forget the horrible things done to us…?”

Anger and sorrow erupted.

But Iris stepped forward and spoke in a strong voice.

“Be quiet!!”

The atmosphere changed instantly.

“I am Iris Carnelia, a saint candidate!”

“A saint candidate…?”

“Such a person…?”

Her title alone made the women’s hostility waver.

As expected of a saint candidate.

“The hooded girl was likely forced by someone… Look at her face. The one who changed you is someone else. Hate them instead—”

Iris’s voice was direct and powerful.

I was impressed again by how dignified an eighteen-year-old girl could be.

And she continued.

“The reason we came here… is to break that curse!”

The prison stirred.

“Shu-sama is loved by the Goddess even more than I am. From head to toe, he is protected by the Goddess’s blessing… With Shu-sama’s miracle, we will surely break the curse!”

…What a weird introduction. But it wasn’t a lie.

Hope began to spark in the women’s eyes, though doubt lingered.

“Is that really possible…?”

“If you can heal us… please do…”

Their wishes spilled out.

I spoke with a serious expression.

“I’ll heal everyone. If I can’t, do whatever you want to me—boil me, burn me, anything.”

I showed my resolve.

The women looked at each other and nodded.

With their consent, I moved forward.

“Looks like you’re ready… But first, some explanation.”

I stepped forward to explain the risks of Perfect Clear.

For first-time patients, unless it’s an emergency, I had to explain properly.

“I have a skill that can fully heal curses and status ailments. But there’s a risk. That risk is—it involves something a bit naughty.”

I spoke with a serious face.

The women froze, as if time stopped. Then one woman asked.

“Are you saying you’ll do the same things to us as the goblins?”

“No, it’s different… Specifically, I checked earlier, and the skill requires ‘rubbing the lower body, except the private parts’…”

“What Shu-sama says is true. My Appraisal skill confirmed it. His skill varies depending on the person or curse… And it might feel a bit good.”

For Iris, the treatment was far more intense than this.

And “a bit good”? For Iris, it was way more than that.

Was this explanation okay?

“Feel good…?”

“The goblins hurt us… Just pain… There was a myth about being aroused and feeling good, but that never happened…”

“If it’s a human, that’s better.”

“If it feels good, that’s…”

“No, no! This is treatment, okay? It heals curses and diseases properly!”

The conversation was going in a weird direction, so I made it clear this was treatment.

But they accepted it, so I was relieved for now.

With their consent, it was time for treatment.

“Alright, you on the right… Ready?”

“Y-Yes, please…”

I approached the woman sitting on the far right.

Her face was distorted like a pig’s due to the curse. But her body was well-proportioned, retaining soft, feminine curves.

“—Perfect Clear.”

A faint white light rose from my hands, seeping into her body.

I touched her toes and began the treatment.

“Nn…—Your magic is… inside me… But it’s gentle… I feel a warm power…”

At first, she was hesitant, but her tone gradually changed.

As my fingers traced her calves, her tense muscles slowly relaxed.

“Haa… Ah, ah… Th-There… It’s embarrassing… Everyone’s watching…”

Treatment under piercing gazes. Shame overwhelmed her.

From toes to thighs, hips… and then her buttocks.

I had her get on all fours, and I rubbed her buttocks with both hands.

“Ahh… N-No…! I’m feeling it… ♡ My butt… Ah, ahh… It feels… good…!”

As the curse’s resistance faded, her voice grew sweeter, more sensual.

I focused solely on the treatment. But the surrounding air grew heated.

After about fifteen minutes—

The treatment was complete, and I let go.

“Your… face…!”

“What… What…?”

At another woman’s shout, Iris handed her a mirror.

The woman peeked cautiously, then collapsed, crying out.

“—Ah, ahh… My face… It’s back!? Thank goodness… Thank goodness…”

From a pig-like face to a beautiful one in her early twenties.

She grabbed my hand, thanking me with a trembling voice.

“Thank you… Thank you so much…!”

“Yeah, glad it worked…”

Seeing her large tears, I felt a bit rewarded.

I continued treating the other women one by one.

Each felt shame or fear. But they also had a strong desire to be saved.

Some tried desperately to suppress their voices.

Others begged for more intensity.

And some let out loud, uncontrollable moans…

Each reaction was different, like proof of their struggle to survive.

Iris used Appraisal on each, confirming the curses and ailments were gone.

With each confirmation, the women’s faces brightened, and relief spread through the prison.

And then—the last one was the hooded girl.

“It’s done.”

I spoke, and Iris handed her a mirror.

The girl took it with trembling hands and peeked.

The next moment—

“Ahh, ahh… AHHHHHHHHHH!!”

She collapsed to her knees, sobbing.

She touched her face repeatedly, confirming. It was no longer a pig’s face.

Wavy orange hair and large red eyes.

A youthful face, still in her mid-teens. But it was undeniably a human face, reflecting a future.

Sobbing, she stroked her cheeks repeatedly, her voice shaking.

“…Glad it worked.”

I muttered quietly.

I couldn’t heal her heart’s wounds. But at least I broke the curse on her face.

That fact was undeniably real.

The women in the prison, all crying, hugged the girl, sharing warmth with each other.