The Saint Class Reincarnator
CHAPTER 94: DISASTER (3)

There is no more bleak sight than this. The scent of blood pierced into the nose, the corpses of huge-bodied monsters lying on the floor, a place that was almost completely destroyed.

Then two swords were there, one stuck in the ground and the other no one was able to lift it anymore.

“Hey, survive.”

Yohan's body was heavily injured. Even so, he couldn't help but worry about his fighting partner from bleeding from his stomach. He could not think of anything worse than this, to just breathe was difficult.

“Sorry..” Heros. “In the end I was too stupid and careless.” a gaze that was even half-open, unsure how much longer he would last in his vision.

A very limp sound as if slowly his voice would disappear, Heros body rolled to the side, then it Yohan caught his body.

“Stupid. Don't talk anymore and focus your consciousness.”

Ever since the first fight inside the Dungeon in the beginning Heros had used a lot of her own magic power, and that was even before she started getting into the dungeon.

It could be said that Yohan had sharp and powerful skills, only that she did not have too much magic power. Therefore the potential is slightly limited and does not allow it to be excessive. Therefore, he needed Alvius to supply magic power.

But it was different with Heros. Before he became a prophet he already had great potential. In addition to his sword martial ability he also had a decent amount of magic power when he was not a Wizard.

Alvius knew this and said that Heros was very balanced.

Not knowing if this was due to the curse within his body that made him possess powerful magic power or did he indeed experience within the field?

In essence, he had already drained his own spiritual energy. Even though he knew it would be fatal.

“Quick go...” Heros mouth opens in helplessness. “Alvius may be in danger..”

What he was more worried about was not himself but someone else.

That's understandable. At least for some people. In this situation no one can understand what the word danger means. All are in a state of great crisis.

“What did you say?”

The voice was precisely eminent from Yohan. The tone filled by the storm of adversity was here all along in concern.

Gritting his teeth, he continued. “Think about your own circumstances and do not think about the circumstances of others. You don't see how much...” as if he can never calm down.

Heros understood this in his worst moments and replied.

“But... Only you can go... Alvius will go again.”

Hearing that Yohan's eyes filled with a burning feeling. The tightness he could no longer bear made him have to shout at Heros.

“I know! I know it! But..” once again he grits his teeth and then bites his lips. “I know... Because it's quiet.”

He tried to hold back his emotions as much as he could. Blaming Heros would not change the fact that he was powerless.

Then Yohan looked towards the wounded Heros, especially at his stomach. Pitying eyes could not bear to see blood dripping out of his stomach. Then he had broken it off and laid Yohan down for a while.

“Don't move much.” Yohan said gently.

After that he tore his arm-clothes off his shoulder and wrapped the cloth around Heros' wounded stomach. Heros also survived as much as he could, even though his eyes seemed to be dying.

And again, having done sober first aid, also taking his sword, Johan lifted up Heros' body and carried it on his back.

“What you—” muttered softly Heros was shocked by what Yohan did this.

Yohan answered directly. “Be quiet.”

Had no choice Heros fell silent and volunteered to remain in a carriage like this. It was unimaginable that a man like Yohan would treat himself so well. Heros felt goosebumps if this was done with a certain intention. But now he could only shut up.

Yohan who had difficulty in carrying Heros on her back with the injuries she suffered could only force herself.

For a moment, the two of them no longer spoke to each other.

The sound of heavy walking footsteps echoed in this gloomy place. No one knew if a castle of this size was a monster residence and those who entered it knew that fact.

Slowly Yohan continued walking and the direction she was walking in was towards where Alvius was.

Why would he want to go there while he was seriously injured?

How could he do that by bringing a dying person with him?

Was he willing to sacrifice himself and Heros?

Heros glanced at the visual sight of Yohan. The frown on Yohan's forehead showed her struggling. His breath of heaving heaviness almost reached the limit. Heros knew, if now the whole body of Johan shook and Heros felt it.

It made Heros think...

Ah, he's been very far in despair.

Is correct. In fact, he was very depressed about the problem where his sister was. He did not want to lose his sister because of that he was chasing the light, the brighter the light the bigger the shadow.

Then the shadow was the embodiment of the darkness that was about to swallow all that light.

With all his strength Yohan tried to push this door but let alone open, moving there was no sign. In conclusion, it was because of the barrier.

Someone's already installed the terrain to not disturb what's in there. Of course he knew and it was Astaroth.

But, Yohan did not stop trying and looked for another way.

“Sorry..” He told Heros to tightly embrace his shoulders so as not to fall and continue pulling the sword that was on his hips.

He swung the sword upwards and a bright radiance filled his blade. It created a vortex of high holy energy and made ripples of air change nearby. In that instant he also slashed at the door of the hall full of anger.

“Haaa!!”

His blade was on target but there was no explosive or conducive explosion. It was only a temporary trait to the effect of his attack that was useless. As if his attacks were reflected, the doors of the hall were not scratched at all.

Realizing the reality of uselessness Heros bluffed and shouted in great anger.

“HAAA—!!!”

The magic energy radiating within his blade, the sword aura peaked and was constantly being swung out using all his might. Many times, it continued to repeat itself until it could not count how many slashes this sword.

Heros can only be a silent witness in Yohan's outburst of emotion.

The next moment the sword slipped out of Yohan's hand and fell to the floor, her breathing in a mess, she put her right hand towards the door again.

“Al! Answer that! can you hear me! Al!”

There was no answer at all from within, leaving a dark and endless stillness like the abyss of the underworld illustrating the impression of this scene.

He continued to repeat the words again and while hitting the door with his bare hands that already looked battered. If it continued like this his hand would be crushed first before he could meet the person he was looking for.

“Stop..” murmur Heros.

Seeing Yohan like this made him lose even more. He knew how important the family was, and was evidenced by the brother-sister relationship of the person he considered valuable.

Yohan is not done yet to continue looking for the right way of communication at least she wants no answer even if it is a short message. And he tried the likely effective way.

However, very quickly that answer also did not bring the results he had expected.

[No reply from ‘Monarch of Diligent’]

He had an answer like that. At that time Alvius was completely unconscious and made him afraid — what if Alvius left him? That's what he's most afraid of.

However, the answer should be another because Alvius has escaped from the coma. Why did this answer repeat?

A bad feeling crept all over Yohan's body.

What if something happens to Alvius again? And maybe this time worse than before?

Until that happens he won't forgive himself for not being able to protect his sister.

“Al... Al...”

He pressed both his hands towards the door and tears had flowed profusely from the dam of his eyes.

“I beg you not again... Al... Wh why? Why does this always happen? Why must he be himself? Why!”

The shadow of the moment where he lost someone he loved and cherished. Someone who is warm and always advises him to take care of his brother. Memories of where the situation slumped in the atmosphere of his home began to haunt him.

It was the moment when he lost his mother. In those days, his sickly sister, his father who worked as a priest, and the only one who could take care of his sister was him. Even though his sister was just lying on the bed he was always watching her.

Children who should play more and spend time with the family's wonderful happiness...

“Why...”.

...All of this is just a dream.

There was a sound of agonizing complaints from behind his ears, with a perceptive Yohan glancing back and Heros already in a critical stage.

Her tears did not stop plunging from her cheeks, but she had to make a decision immediately. A very difficult decision and a great consequence.

Then he remembered what Alvius had told him when he was angry with him. Because at that time Yohan acted without thinking and selfish so that made her very introspective.

“Hyung, I am strong.”„

Yohan then tightly closed her eyelids inside and carried Heros back on her back. He turned around and walked, he turned his head towards the back again and said.

“Al... I beg you to hold on.”

Then he went to take Heros out of Astaroth Castle by walking as fast as his feet could.

Only one person he could think of could help Heros out of his critical situation.

Although this decision was very difficult to take, Yohan chose to act according to the perspective that was before her eyes. Whether it would make him regret it or not, for sure he would never be able to forgive himself for having made others lose their lives because of his stupidity.