Let This Grieving Soul Retire! Volume 1 by Tsukikage

Author:Tsukikage [TSUKIKAGE]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2023-03-08T00:00:00+00:00

Shock mired the loathing expression on the wolf knight’s face. The king made a split-second decision, releasing the axe in its left paw to swat at Tino, who was already above the boss’s head. The wolf’s claw extended towards the soaring girl, catching her right leg.

Tino’s face contorted in pain as blood sprayed from the shallow cut. Even so, her flight continued, as she soared in an arc over the wolf knight until she landed on the beast’s back. The crimson shortsword gleamed in her hand as the wolf-man squirmed. Then, without so much as a cry, she swiftly thrust the sword into the phantom’s neck.

The beast’s massive frame jerked upward. Its bloodshot eyes rolled into its head, and its arms flailed blindly in an attempt to snatch Tino. But in the end, its claws never landed. The wolf crumbled to its knees. Once Tino had let go of its back and landed safely on the ground, the hulking phantom turned to dust.

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“Did we do it?” Gilbert muttered in disbelief, his shoulders rising and falling with his heavy breaths. For the first time since embarking on this quest, he sounded as young as he looked. With a heavy clang, the Purgatorial Sword fell to the ground.

“We won...” Tino declared in a monotone voice, holding her sliced right thigh. She sat on the ground, inspecting the long cut across her fair skin. The claw, as sharp as any sword, had luckily missed her arteries, but she couldn’t let it go untreated.

Tino let out a short sigh, clenching her teeth to bear the dull pain accompanied by trickling blood. “It was a close call,” she said.

If she hadn’t finished off the wolf king when she did, the injury would have prevented her from running, let alone defeating the beast.

She reached towards her belt for a potion pack that held five vials, and plucked one filled with a pink liquid. It was a healing potion created by an Alchemist. These potions, created through a combination of magic and science, instantly healed injuries, although they weren’t as potent as a Cleric’s healing spell. Potions like these were must-haves in a party without a healer.

Tino popped the cap off the vial, pulled on her shorts to expose her thigh, and poured the liquid over the cut. She groaned at the sting, but the wound that ran almost the entire length of her thigh soon closed.

Greg sat up, taking in the broken sword he still held in his hand. The color drained from his face as what had happened finally sank in. “Damn, I thought for sure I was dead. Just my luck that my sword broke at a time like this, though.”

“You’re pretty lucky to be alive, old man,” Gilbert said.

Greg forced a laugh. “You can say that again.” With a forced smile, he turned to Rhuda. “You really saved my skin, kiddo.”

“Naw. I’m just glad I got to you just in time. Are you all right, Tino?” Rhuda asked, turning to her fellow Thief.

“I’m good.

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