Dungeon of Pride, Laplace

The Elixir of Healing is an item that he had listed in the shop while making the game. It stimulated the growth cells of the body allowing it to heal any wounds faster.

Unlike the Restoration Elixir, which slowly and gradually heals the wounds without straining the body much, the Elixir of healing puts a great strain and induces extreme pain on the body to swiftly close the wounds.

Due to this, the item was only meant to be used during extreme moments that concerned one's life and death. Even its cost was much higher than the Restoration Elixir which was the better option if one had adequate time to heal.

During his fight with the transformed Jeeves, he had to repeatedly rely on this elixir to heal any injuries he had suffered to continue fighting. The number of healing elixirs he drank during this period of time was higher than counting together all of the other times he had to drink it.

The healing allowed him to continue fighting but at the same time, it also put a great burned on his already strained body. One could imagine the amount of pain and backlashes that his body is going through after activating numerous skills and gulping down elixirs like that.

Simon felt his body was a wooden log, heavy and with no sensation. The only part of the body that he could move was his eyes that scanned his surroundings. Becoming the prey of a stray monster was the last thing he wanted to be.

After resting for an hour or two, the [High-Speed Regeneration] ability of his finally kicked in and restored some of his strength.

Simon propped himself up with much difficulty, the first thing he did was take the Trinket of Grimlock out of inventory and wear it. His appearance as a Demon Noble was swiftly covered and masked to become more human-like.

Of course, he did not forget to collect his spoils of war, the corpse of the butler who had turned into a beast ape with him. Although the [Inventory] didn't allow him to store living things, a corpse of a beast or a person wasn't a problem.

The more than five meters body of the beast was swiftly stored in his [Inventory]. 

With that, he commanded his tattered body towards the campsite where the noise of battle had started to die out by now. It would be a lie if he said that he was not worried about the situation of the convoy back at the campsite.

He cannot allow them to die since they were his ticket to the capital. And since Adalinda couldn't use her spatial magic lest it is detected by her disciple, it would take them a long and winding time to manually navigate their way. Thus Simon had to prioritise at least the client's life.

The little girl's presence there did not help a bit to soothe his worry and instead gave him a big headache especially so when he was aware that the little girl viewed all of this as a source of her entertainment.

Straightening his ragged body, he rushed towards the campsite where only a few presences that he could sense were left alive. The first thing that greeted his eyes as soon as he entered the campsite, was the human golem crumbling down.

<br/>Beneath the rubbles were dozens of bandits and two bandit leaders that have been turned into a meaty paste after suffering devastating blows from Chuck. The adventurer was seated on top of the rubble breathing disorderly, his two teammates were similarly in not a very good shape.

Corpses of bandits littered everywhere mixed with those adventurers and silver guards who had fought till their last breath. From what Simon could see, the vanguard had completely collapsed after being besieged by numerous adventurers.

Some of the non-combatants at the backlines had died and those that had survived were severely injured. Simon's eyes scanned the surrounding trying to find the little girl and that purple dress woman. When he spotted them, he saw them sitting near the campfire, a figure covered in blood was lying on the ground.

The figure was none other than Alvara who had suffered grave injuries that her healing was unable to keep up. Her head was tightly held by Cynthia whose eyes were currently glossed with tears. Without a mage with mastery in Light magic, there was no way she would be able to recover from those serious injuries.

Alvara opened and closed her mouth in an attempt to say something however, every time she did, she would cough out a mouthful of blood. One could see that her injury was not only external, but also internal.

Adalinda was next to these two intensely brooding over something. At this moment, the three of them heard the sounds of approaching footsteps and shifted their gazes up.

The one that came near was none other the provisional adventurer who was fighting against the butler. Simon arched his brows and looked at the scene in front of him.

"What happened here?" he asked confounded, no matter how he thought, the Brigand Master shouldn't have this much strength to push someone on the calibre of the guard commander to the brink of death.

"After seeing that his end was near, that bandit bastard activated the [Self-Destruction] orb he got from who knows where. This girl here was seriously injured trying to save those non-combatants who were caught up in the vicinity of the attack" Adalinda said while sighing.

Simon nodded his head in understanding, it was finally clear to him as to what had actually happened. It was not that the Brigand Master was too much for the guard commander to handle and instead it was because she tried to help the innocent non-combatants that she was gravely injured in the process.

"Miss… these ordinary healing potions won't help me. Just leave me here, with my current state… I'll just be a hindrance to this journey. Huff..huff.. take the guards… and adventurers that are alive and… quickly get out of the forest. You will be relatively safe after you reach the territory of duke Montford. Huff.. huff.. even that person wouldn't dare to start something there".

Alvara pleaded with a pale face, she was losing blood very fast and her eyes were starting to lose their faint lustre. If her wound was not closed soon, there was no doubt that she would die.

Simon looked at the heartbroken figure of Cynthia who was doing her best to stop the wound of her by giving some first aid. However, her first aid was amateurish at best and didn't stop the blood from flowing out.

Simon sighed and took out a couple of elixirs of healing and passed it onto Cynthia. The woman looked at him with surprise in her eyes.

"These are not your ordinary healing potions. Make her drink it if you want her wounds to close" after leaving those intructions, he turned around and left the scene. While observing the battlefield on his way, he was surprised to find that the casualty rate of their convoy was quite low compared to the bandits most of whom were wiped out.

Given the strength of the convoy, a scene like that would be utterly inconceivable even to Simon However, he know that the campsite had a certain abnormality that could easily flip such logic upside down.

Locking his brows, he threw a random remark to the girl who was following beside him. "It seems that you finally decided to interfere".

Adalinda retorted back in an aggrieved manner.

"Did you really think I would let them die before they guide us to this capital? Hmph, no matter who it is that wants to kill them, they must first ask permission from me. I would have saved that girl even if you didn't interfere… just that her body was too weak and my powers were much too strong for her".

Her two twin tails danced like snakes displaying her mood that was a little sour.

"So you managed to defeat the one with the imitation of a [Beast Inheritance] huh? I'm surprised that you can walk so soon. Ah, you must have used those elixirs on yourself too".

Adalinda quickly inferred how the demon was so lively even after going through a fight against the [Beast Inheritance]. Her eyes lingered on him for a while, a light of surprise flashed on them. She was more than aware of how powerful the [Beast Inheritance] or rather the ancient symbols within it was.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that in this world, only the strong ones possess the right to have it. Even if the [Beast Inheritance] on that person was an imitation and a failed copy, it was a copy of ancient symbols that one cannot look down upon.

"No wonder that woman is together with you" Adalinda silently murmured thinking about Irene in her head. That woman whose powers eve she couldn't fathom was together with this demon in his dungeon. If there wasn't anything strange or special about this man, she wouldn't believe it.

"Did you collect the corpse of that beast? The core stone on its chest is something that might be useful to you" she reminded before drawing some peculiar markings on the air.

  Simon nodded his head while consecutively asking her what she was doing.

"Hm? Ah! Raising a protective barrier that will repel anyone coming over here with bloodlust. With all the blood here, it would be surprising if no monsters shows up. Do you think the convoy is in any condition to fight monsters in their current state?" 

Adalinda replied without stopping the movements of her hands.

After a while, an invisible fluctuation spread from the centre of her palm and swiftly covered the entire campsite.