The Reincarnated Eldest Witch Sister Embraces Self-Sacrifice - Chapter 15: The Fallen
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“Ulgiar Nee-san? This can’t be happening. Please, wake up, Nee-san. Nee-san, Nee-san…”
“Did you do this to Onee-chan? Why? Tell me!”
As I entered the orphanage’s yard, where I had been distributing food, chaos had already erupted. Demeter, with a demonic expression, restrained a man with giant vines. Hekate was shaking our Nee-san, who lay collapsed on the ground, half-mad with panic.
Seeing Nee-san Ulgiar, bleeding from the head and unconscious, my mind went blank. As my face drained of color, I rushed to her side.
“Hekate, what happened!?”
“…Nee-san protected me, took a stone to the head, and hasn’t woken up since. If she remains like this, I—”
“She’s still breathing. It’s okay, we’ll save her.”
Confirming her breathing, I cast a spell to enhance natural healing on Nee-san Ulgiar and used my torn sleeve as a makeshift bandage for her head.
I wanted to move her to a quiet place and call a doctor immediately, but another urgent issue demanded my attention.
“That’s the culprit?”
“Yes. He hurt Ulgiar Onee-chan…!”
“Good. If that witch dies, the world will be a bit better—argh!”
In the middle of his rant, Demeter tightened the vines around the man’s torso, eliciting a disturbing crunching sound.
I grabbed Demeter’s shoulder, stopping her.
“Demeter, that’s enough.”
“Why stop? We’ve endured so much without retaliation! Nee-san even provided wheat at regular prices, and today, warm meals! And this is how they repay us?!”
“Demeter!”
I shouted at her for the first time ever. Her actions betrayed Nee-san Ulgiar’s wishes.
“I hate this man too, wish to make him suffer, but that’s not what Nee-san wanted. Remember? She said witches and people should help each other.”
“But—”
“We’ll hand him over for assault. I want to kill him, but that would only worsen witches’ reputation, right?”
“…Yes.”
Demeter reluctantly loosened her vines. I warned the man sternly not to insult my Nee-san again, or face a fate worse than death.
“Demeter, keep him restrained. I’ll move Nee-san to a bed and then call the doctor and guards.”
After instructing Demeter, I carefully carried Nee-san Ulgiar to a guest room bed in the orphanage. I then used a body-enhancing spell to run full speed to a clinic and the guards’ station.
The guards, having received numerous eyewitness accounts due to the large crowd, promptly jailed the man. Had they discriminated against us, I might have lost my temper at the guards.
After ensuring the man’s arrest, I returned to the guest room. An elderly female doctor in a white robe was tending to Nee-san Ulgiar. Demeter and Hekate were already there, watching from a distance.
After a while, the doctor spoke to us.
“The immediate treatment was good, so the external injuries should heal quickly. But it’s hard to say how much internal damage there is. Don’t keep your hopes high. If she doesn’t wake within a week, it’s likely she’ll remain like this forever. Call me if you need anything else.”
With a calm yet sorrowful voice, the doctor left the room. Hekate, upon hearing her words, clung to the bed, crying in agony. Demeter and I stood in stunned silence.
“No way… It’s all my fault, Ulgiar Nee-san!”
“Sister will wake up. She must be rewarded for her hard work. It can’t end like this.”
I could only listen silently to my Nee-sans’ grief-stricken voices, utterly drained of the energy to speak.
Our guiding light, Nee-san Ulgiar, had fallen too easily.