The Shepherd Alone on the Hill is a Genius Wizard-Chapter 149: The Gift (1)

A few hours after losing consciousness as if fainting, Turan opened his eyes feeling someone gently tapping his cheek.

Bize was carefully poking him with the side of her beak.

"Bize."

[Are you in a lot of pain?]

Bize lifted a tablet she had taken out of a large pouch, showing letters that she had clearly written in advance.

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"Not a lot, just a little... ugh."

As he got up, his entire body felt sore as if he had been thoroughly beaten.

It was no wonder, considering he had used fire spirits to make dozens of high-speed movements by exploding them next to his body, and finally, had frantically crashed his body against the walls inside the giant sea serpent’s skull.

’I didn’t notice during the fight because of all the excitement... but I seem to have strained quite a few places. It’ll take a while to heal on my own.’

Of course, with consistent use of recovery potion magic tools, he could recover before long.

But first, he would need to treat his companions’ serious injuries.

"How’s your wing?"

[It’s fine!]

"Do you think you can fly?"

In response to Turan’s concerned question, Bize took a quick spin in the air right there, then landed with a squeak of pain.

"Calm down, I’ll check your wound again later."

[Okay...]

Afterward, Turan woke up his two companions who had collapsed nearby.

Solif, who like him had merely collapsed from excessive magic consumption and fatigue, got up quickly, but it took quite a while for Meisa to open her eyes.

"Where is this?"

"The same island as before. How’s your body feeling?"

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"I... I thought I was dead."

"You almost were."

Remembering how her lower half had been completely severed at the last moment, Meisa looked down with a somewhat frightened expression.

Then she breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing her two legs perfectly reattached.

"Thank goodness..."

"Let me check your wound for a moment."

"Okay."

The various defensive magic tools Meisa usually wore, including her favorite coat, had all lost their power.

It was truly regrettable, but if one considered that these items had at least saved her life, it was a small price to pay.

After all, a lost life cannot be recovered by any means.

When he carefully lifted her torn clothes, a long scar encircled her body just below the navel.

Seeing this, Solif clicked his tongue and said:

"Wow, it’s a miracle you’re still alive. I bet they just matched the cut surfaces without properly reattaching the internal organs or anything."

"I was actually worried about that too. Can you try moving? I confirmed that blood is flowing, but I don’t know if you can walk."

"Hmm... you’re right, it’s not moving at all."

After lightly poking and pinching it several times, they found that Meisa’s lower body was just attached but not functioning properly.

It seemed that the nerves hadn’t properly healed during recovery.

They tried feeding her another recovery potion, but there was no sign of improvement.

While it was enough to close the wound itself, more powerful healing abilities would be needed for fundamental healing.

"I guess we need to call that girl who fixed me again? Though it would take quite a while even with her skills..."

"It’s fine since I can move with flight magic anyway."

As if to prove her point, Meisa immediately supported her body with levitation and flight magic, then moved smoothly across the ground as if gliding.

Having used this much longer than Turan, her skill level was notably different.

"I could probably practice and pretend to walk eventually."

"But you can’t live like that forever. Besides, there might be issues with your internal organs, so we need to find a way to recover quickly."

Turan seated Meisa and carefully examined her wound area.

Perhaps due to using relatively low-level recovery potions, the joined area definitely didn’t feel solid.

It was like a broken mast that had been forcibly patched together.

Given that they couldn’t be certain her internal organs had been properly reattached, it seemed they needed to find a way to treat her as soon as possible.

"Then first we should absorb the giant sea serpent’s corpse, but by the way, what happened to it?"

"They said they’d bring it to the beach. I just woke up too, so I haven’t seen it yet."

"Let’s go quickly! If some passing magical beast eats it, I might die of rage!"

Turan gently waved his hand to stop Solif, who was making a fuss.

"It’s okay, the merfolk are guarding it."

"Really?"

He could sense the well-concentrated power of the giant sea serpent and the presence of merfolk beside it, about a few hundred meters away on the beach.

Though it was just one person, the likelihood of an enemy appearing in the middle of this northern sea that could match a merfolk royal was virtually non-existent.

"They need to use the corpse anyway. But I’m worried that once Meisa gets stronger after absorbing the magic, it might become harder for her to heal..."

Even now, she was too strong for recovery potions to work properly, but after absorbing the giant sea serpent’s magic and becoming even stronger, she truly wouldn’t be able to heal without the help of a high-level healer.

"Don’t worry about me. It’s not like I’m going to die right away. Besides, the magic of an undead that has been revived will dissipate and disappear if not absorbed quickly, right? After all that struggle, we should at least get our reward."

Meisa said calmly with a smile.

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After finishing their discussion, the three of them immediately moved to the eastern shore.

On that completely devastated area due to the giant sea serpent’s death throes, the corpse of what was once worshipped as a god lay alone.

"To think we actually hunted something like this..."

"It still doesn’t feel real even looking at it."

Turan inwardly agreed with Solif and Meisa’s murmurs.

The appearance of the giant sea serpent, having lost its second life, was similar to what he had seen underwater in the past, but facing it after having fought it directly made it feel even more chilling.

At that moment, someone who had been sitting on the giant sea serpent’s head jumped down and approached them.

"What, you’re awake now? Seems even humans that strong become weak when tired, huh?"

"It was quite an intense battle. Where are the other merfolk?"

The young merfolk royal guarding the corpse was the sea turtle Koloba, who had been scolded before for speaking carelessly.

"They’re all resting in the nearby sea. It’s better for us to go inside when we’re tired. Only I’m out here like this since I’m fine. Hurry up and suck out that magic. I’ll go call my father."

Nodding at the merfolk prince’s words, which clearly showed his annoyance, Turan turned his gaze toward his companions.

He could feel the expectation and longing in their eyes.

"Shall we begin then?"

"Yes."

After approaching the enormous giant sea serpent corpse, the three people and one bird immediately began to absorb the magic.

A massive green light flowed out and seeped into their bodies.

"Oh."

At that moment, he saw some of the magic splitting off and seeping into the Mimicker relic.

In his experience, it wouldn’t absorb a magical beast’s power while being worn, so could the cause be the god’s undead spirit that had been mixed in?

Seeing this, Turan quickly tried to take off and throw away the relic.

The most efficient number for magic absorption was four.

At this rate, not only he but also Solif, Meisa, and Bize would be at a disadvantage in gaining magic.

However, Meisa and Solif, who were nearby, grabbed Turan’s hand to stop him.

"Why?"

"Let it be."

"There might be some good effect, you know."

They meant to leave it alone in case there might be some positive influence if the magic of the god who was the origin of the relic was imbued.

If it were just gaining the magic of the Wave Handler and the Mimicker, it would only be a meaningless loss.