It Seems Like The Infamous Trash Can is Right Here! - Chapter 131
The inside of the carriage, now silent, was sealed off from all outside noise, thanks to its soundproofing.
Only the occasional thud from the ground, reverberating faintly through the wheels, gave a hint of what was happening outside.
While the battle raged on beyond the carriage walls, I curled up in the farthest corner from the door, hiding. I gripped both corners of the magic scroll in my hands, ready to tear it at a moment’s notice.
‘Will Lionel be okay?’
I felt like I was going to lose my mind worrying about him.
I kept fighting the impulse to peer out the window, but anyone who’s read even a handful of novels knows that’s always the start of trouble.
In situations like this, if you don’t want to be the useless burden who gets scolded, you stay still and don’t make a scene. Just follow Lionel’s instructions to the letter.
‘If only I’d trained like my brother…’
Honestly, divine power and healing abilities are just for cleaning up after the fact. I’m grateful to have such blessings, but I hated feeling so powerless—reduced to nothing but a burden hiding in the dark.
I still felt like someone who couldn’t live without being protected.
‘Maybe I should at least grab a dagger.’
Just as I was glancing at the weapon box shoved back beneath the seat…
A chill ran down my spine, like the temperature around me had suddenly plummeted, and then something slammed violently into the carriage.
I never saw what it was.
The moment I saw the door shatter, I tore the scroll.
“Ugh…”
It must’ve been a short-range teleport spell.
“Uugh…”
The moment I tumbled into some patch of grass, I doubled over, dry heaving.
What little I’d eaten that morning had long been digested, and I’d been too anxious to eat anything since, so nothing came up.
With tears and snot smeared across my face, I quickly cast a basic divine healing spell on myself. As the teleportation magic dispersed, the nausea lifted with it.
Now I understood why people, no matter how convenient it seemed, rarely used teleport magic. The aftereffects were intense, and honestly, it felt like waking up the morning after drinking an entire case of soju. Not that I’ve ever even finished half a bottle.
Once I managed to get a grip on myself, I looked around.
I was in a corner of a vast cemetery, gravestones stretching endlessly in every direction.
Judging by the location of the city wall, I hadn’t been thrown too far from the carriage.
‘Now what do I do…?’
Lionel hadn’t said anything about what to do after tearing the scroll.
Maybe he didn’t think things would go this wrong. He’d looked so confident when trying to reassure me.
‘Was the one who attacked the carriage an enemy?’
I had no way of knowing now.
And going back to check would be foolish.
All I knew for sure was that Lionel hadn’t been able to protect the carriage.
After a moment of hesitation, I decided to move away from the carriage.
I started creeping toward the temple in the distance. Once I’d gotten far enough, I broke into a full sprint.
‘I need help.’
Who could I trust right now?
I wracked my brain. I sorted through those Lionel had defined as enemies, allies, and those in between.
‘I’ll go to Halid.’
If the enemy was too much even for Lionel to handle, then someone like Halid Calitas might be the only one who could help.
I didn’t know how strong the knights of Luanax were, but surely none of them rivaled Halid. I wasn’t even sure if he would believe me, let alone move.
‘I just cancelled our dinner plan, so he should still be at the estate.’
By the time I reached the temple, my lungs were burning.
There must have been an evening Mass, as several hired carriages were parked not far from the entrance.
I ran to the nearest empty one in a single breath.
“Take me to the Calitas estate. As fast as you can.”
