I was accidentally injured by God and I just want to be an ordinary person

As Sadler prepared to return, Camisia, who was sitting in the corner of the hall with Ella, whispered.

Because Camisia would not act without a purpose, Ella could not help but feel that the situation was a bit serious. While opening the "Terrain Search", she checked with Camisia.

"Did Camisia discover anything?"

"Hmm, there's something strange about the magic fluctuations nearby. They're starting to gather in the center."

While speaking, Camisia looked towards the air in the center of the hall, as if there was something there.

Then a grayish-white light flashed, and Eve, who had been living in the pendant, appeared in everyone's sight. Like Camisia, Eve looked towards the center of the hall as soon as she appeared.

"The undead are very strong."

"Very strong?"

Although I originally wanted to ask how strong Eve was, the "Terrain Search" had already given me a rough answer - no results were found, which meant that she was at least level 40 or above.

A thoughtful look appeared on Eve's originally emotionless face. Not only that, as if the undead had touched something deep in his memory, Eve began to frown.

"This smell... the Lord of the Dead."

"The Lord of the Dead!?"

"Tsk, it's that guy."

"interesting."

Almost at the same time, Camisia and Iris smacked their lips.

"Wait, is the Undead Lord Eve is talking about the same Undead Lord that was sealed by Saint Eve?"

Although she only knew of this one Undead Lord, Ella still confirmed it just in case.

"I, a ghost, am not a saint."

"That's not what I'm talking about!"

But since Eve hadn't denied it, it meant the other party was indeed the undead lord who had nearly started the war three thousand years ago. Their strength was at least level 60, and they could summon undead creatures. While their group could escape, the soldiers and adventurers here, even Patricia and the others on the ground, would be overwhelmed by the undead.

Noticing the hesitation on Ella's face, Eve patted Ella's head.

"Don't worry, I mean no harm."

"Even if I say I have no ill intentions..."

Because he had been with Eve for a long time, he could understand most of what she said. She should have said that the Undead Lord had no ill intentions - he had no idea why Eve had that impression.

"Princess, what should we do next? If we act now, it should still be in time."

"But Patricia and the others..."

"If I use all the high-level teleportation scrolls I have, I should be able to take Patricia and the others with me. While I'm certainly not outmatched by the Undead Lord, my priority right now is to protect the Princess and your family."

Camisia glanced at the others without leaving any trace.

Although she wanted to say that "dependent" was a strange name, now was not the time to be fussy. After hesitating for a moment, Ella nodded.

"Then——"

"Welcome to my brave warriors who have come to help me."

Just as Ella was about to speak, a cloud of black mist appeared in the center of the hall, floating in the air. The mist gradually condensed and eventually turned into a humanoid creature wearing a luxurious gray robe.

Startled by the sudden old voice, the soldiers and adventurers who were originally sitting in the corner of the hall immediately stood up, formed a battle formation, and looked like they were ready to fight.

Not paying attention to the soldiers' actions, the humanoid creature in a gray robe slowly descended and finally landed one meter above the ground. It was not until this moment that everyone could see the other party's appearance clearly - the gray robe, although luxurious, was very old and wrapped around his skinny body. The wrists extending from the sleeves were extremely thin, as if they would break with the slightest force. The face hidden under the hood was already corrupted and rotten, and only two balls of blue flames could be seen flashing in the deep eye sockets. Apart from this, his whole body had the same characteristics as a high-level undead - wrapped in an ominous black mist, which was the embodiment of negative life.

Although all those present were well-trained soldiers, it was not difficult to see fear beginning to emerge in the eyes of some of them. Of course, this was not their fault. Anyone with common sense could see how powerful this undead was. Both the way he appeared and his performance after his appearance were enough to prove that he was an existence that reached the pinnacle of imagination.

Seeing that the soldier before him—about ten meters away—didn't respond, the intelligent undead uttered a soft "huh?"

"Oh? Why is no one talking? Are they afraid of me?"

Still no one answered, as if they were afraid that whoever spoke first would be killed.

Not getting irritated by his own monologue, the undead struck a pose to introduce himself.

"I probably promised not to harm those who come to purify me, so you can rest assured. Rather, if anyone here can purify me, I will give you all my wealth in return. While this may seem a bit unnecessary for someone like me who is about to enter reincarnation, allow me to introduce myself. I am Falaise Jean, the Undead Lord who you mentioned, who simultaneously declared war on the Dwarven Territory, the Bruzea Empire, the Holy Academy, and the Papal States three thousand years ago, and was ultimately sealed away by Saint Eve."

Falaise murmured softly, perhaps wondering why the soldier had such fear in his eyes.

"Strange... I should have personally discussed this with the leaders of the three major churches. Could it be that it's been so long, and I just came out of the seal, that I've lost track?"

Forced by his position as a leader, Sadler ordered the soldiers lined up in front to disperse and stood at the front of the team himself.

"Master Falaise Jean."

Sadler saluted.

"I am the administrator of the underground tower, the lord of Semorabi, Sadler Hikarit William. We are here only to eliminate thieves who pose a threat to adventurers. We have no intention of disturbing you, so... could you please let us go? Afterwards, we will assist you in fulfilling your wishes."

When it comes to saving one's life, lying is a trivial matter. Sadler tried his best to control his emotions and prevent excessive sweat from appearing on his forehead.

"Oh? When I saw you guys easily destroying the Death Knights I created, I thought the leaders, the ones called Tria and Liffi, had finally found someone who could purify me, and they deliberately ordered the slaves who could enhance your strength to retreat. But it turns out you were just passing through? Boring, boring."

Perhaps he really felt bored, Falaise shook his head, and his old voice sounded disappointed.

"In that case—you should all go back. Thanks to Eve, I was able to remember the reason I became an undead. However, my wish was fulfilled long ago, so now I just want to return to my roots. Oh, and you just said you are the lord of this place, right? I have arranged for the undead to grow stronger in the underground tower. With their help, the adventurers here should be able to ascend to the realm of heroes within forty years. Come on, work hard until you can help me realize my wish."

"Uh... Thank you for your kindness, Lord Falaise."

The change was so sudden that Sadler felt it was unreal. He had clearly prepared to die, but the other party asked him to go back directly. Not only that, he even gave him a big gift - there were a large number of undead with adapted levels in the underground tower, which could allow people to be promoted to the heroic realm of level 50 in a short period of time - if he was not standing in front of the soldiers, Sadler would even want to slap himself to see if he was daydreaming.

However, the matter is not over yet.

"Eh? Eve?"

When Falaise had turned around and was about to transform into a negative life and leave, Eve floated out from beside Ella. Although Ella grabbed Eve's wrist at the first moment, Eve directly activated the "ghost transformation" and floated to Falaise's side with Ella.

"Falaise."

"Hmm? You are..."

As if he had seen something incredible, Falaise, who was about to leave, suddenly lost his voice and the dark blue flames in his eyes flickered unsteadily.

"Mi-Misha... my beloved wife... I never thought we would end up like this—"

"Eve."

Eve moved sideways to avoid Falaise's attempt to hug her, showing very obvious disgust.

Because of Eve's retreat, Falaise's hands stopped in mid-air, as if he wanted to hug her tightly but was worried that she would dislike him.

"Misha, what's wrong with you?"

"Eve, not Misia."

"It's not Misia... Eve... Eve... Could it be that you are the undead Saint Eve? You should have been dead by then, so how could you appear here? No, that's not important."

After realizing Eve's true identity, Falaise trembled all over and spoke incoherently with excitement.

“It’s Eve, Eve… Lady Eve—”

Falaise was stunned, then landed on the ground, took two steps back, and bowed deeply to Eve respectfully.

"Thank you very much, Lady Eve. If you hadn't sealed us away at the cost of your own life, we would have been lost in the vortex of hatred, turning into a disaster and harming other innocent people."

"Forgive me, but I am just a fragment."

Falaise's action made Eve relax her brows, and then she said something that surprised Ella.

"Fragments? Eve? What's going on here? And the seal of the Undead Lord? From what I just said, could it be that Eve is actually the Saint Eve? And someone named Misha, is she Falaise's wife? Could it be that Eve and Misha look alike?"

The first person to answer Ella's doubts was Falais. Falais turned his gaze to Ella and explained in a tone that was still a little excited.

"Ah, yes. Misia was my wife when I was still human. Back then, she was kidnapped by a noble. To protect her reputation, she committed suicide in that bastard's house. That was the reason I became a ghost. I dealt with that guy back then. It's been so long now that I can only remember the general details."

"After I completed my revenge, due to excessive negative emotions, I became an immortal vengeful spirit. Driven by hatred, I began to hate all living things. It was then that I met Lady Eve, who looked exactly like Misha. Lady Eve sacrificed herself to use the seal, which awakened my memory of Misha. That's why I was able to find myself again while being sealed. This is all I remember."

“Eh…Is that so…”

If this is the case, then it is understandable that Falaise would actively choose to be purified. However, what Eve just said about the "fragments" also concerns him. Judging from her current appearance, if I am not mistaken, Eve should be the Saint Eve from three thousand years ago. Of course, it is not unacceptable to him. Eve is Eve. This can be seen from the fact that Eve still stays by his side even after regaining her memory and does not show any disgust.

With a tone devoid of emotion but slightly apologetic, Eve lowered her head towards Ella. Of course, in order to maintain her "ghostly" form, she did not let go of Ella's hand.

"I, the fragment—"

"Tsk, you really want to die? If so, you're of no use to me. Let me give you a ride!"

"My Lady!"

"Ella-chan!"

A discordant sound suddenly rang out in the hall, accompanied by the screams of Camisia and Iris. A black light flashed like an arrow, and before Falaise had any time to react, it hit his eye socket.

Chapter 78: Multi-party Crisis

"Ugh! You, you are!"

Falaise, who was hit in the eye socket by the black object, fell to the ground and rolled on the ground with his hands covering his eyes as if he was fighting against something.

At the same time, the sharp voice from before was also heard. Strangely, unlike the first time, this time it came from Falaise himself.

"You're going to die eventually, so why not lend it to me?"

"Impossible! You'll never succeed!"

"You can't do that, right? If you could destroy yourself, you wouldn't be asking humans for help. You can't resist the control of me, the one who controls darkness."

It looked like both sides were fighting for the body, but the changes in front of them were too sudden. Sadler and Ella could only watch blankly from the side.

As if trying to dig something out of his eye socket, Falaise suddenly inserted his fingers into the eye socket without an eyeball, and kept digging, trying to extend his knuckles deeper, but it was obviously futile. The object was not something that could be removed by physical means. The evidence was that even though Falaise's fingers inserted into his brain had made a sound of breaking bones, it still had no effect.

As if he had realized this, Falaise continued to make futile efforts while yelling at Sadler who was standing there in a daze.

"Anyone is fine, just purify me!"

"But, Mr. Falaise, what exactly is that thing?"

"Don't worry about it, just do it!"

An old voice, enough to be called a roar, resounded throughout the hall, and Ella, who was standing next to Sadler, was shaken by the sound and came to her senses.

『Low-level identification』

"Tsk, corroded by the Seal of Original Sin, is it actually the Seal of Original Sin? In that case..."

"Princess, please allow me to come down."

Camisia, who had already reached Ella's side, took a step forward. Judging from the flickering light on her pitch-black giant sword, she must have activated the "Charge" skill of the melee non-chant magic.

"Although I don't have any detection magic, this aura should be on the same level as mine. Princess, please lead the others out of the underground tower immediately. I will follow."

"Well, be careful of the Mark of Sin on Falaise. If possible, try to lure it to an open area."

As Falais's resistance gradually weakened, Ella couldn't help but have a premonition that Falais was about to fail. Through identification skills, she had confirmed that the black light that had just flashed was the Mark of Original Sin. To be more precise, it was the "Wrath" that controlled darkness in "F.Wing". Judging from the strength of "Gluttony" encountered in the Kingdom of Barris, the Mark of Original Sin should be a type that Camisia alone could not deal with, so the best plan was to let Camisia lead it to an uninhabited wilderness, and then she could deal with it as Entalosphiel.

Without further hesitation, Ella immediately turned to Eve.

"Eve, cancel 'Ghost Transformation' and reside in the Staff of Holy Light."

"Leave it to me."

Without paying attention to Ella's suggestion, Eve shook her head and stared at Falaise who was lying on the ground, looking as if hesitant about something.

Unable to help but feel anxious about Eve's current state, Ella took the initiative to let go of Eve's hand - as long as she didn't touch Eve, the "ghost transformation" would automatically end - but at the same time, Eve also made a decision in her heart, turned around, and still looked at Ella with that expressionless face.

"Then I'll leave it to the master."

"Hello!"

"Don't worry."

After saying this, Eve turned into a gray-white mist of light and pounced on Falaise who was lying on the ground. Although Ella reached out to stop Eve at the first moment, she was unable to catch up because Eve's movements were too fast.

“Hey, hey…”

With her hands still stretched in the air, Ella stood there in a daze.

Eve was very clear about her current appearance. This was the state that usually appeared when purifying the undead. In other words, Eve planned to devour Falaise directly so that Falaise would not be eroded by "anger" and would only need to face the anger directly afterwards.

It seemed like a perfect solution, but the problem was that there was an insurmountable level gap between Eve and Falaise. Falaise was at least beyond the realm of heroes, while Eve was only level 16. Although Eve could devour hundreds of undead that were less than level 20 in a short period of time before, the two were completely incomparable. Not only that, even if Eve's innate magic really ignored levels in the true sense, the discomfort caused by the upgrade would be enough to cause Eve to die from overload.

Just like what he had read in a magic book, if an ordinary person upgrades more than ten levels in a short period of time, the body will die because it cannot bear the load. Taking Eve's current level of 16 as an example, the level upgraded by the purification of Falaise will definitely not be lower than level 10. In that case, the consequence of the upgrade malady may not only be sleeping for a few days, but also that he will never be able to see Eve again.