I Only Treat Villains Chapter 22

Well, I understand that he's not an easy-to-be top villain.

Even so, he was too full of energy.

'Look at him being spiteful to the one who's gonna cure him.'

I've only met you a few times, but I know you want to snap my neck already.

“I've only met you twice up to this point.”

“Have you?”

“I can tell just by looking at your face how much you despise me.”

Heimdahl laughed out loud at my words. However, he did not release me from his gaze.

What did I do?

I felt angry because it was ridiculous. Laughter gradually disappeared from his face.

“Hey.”

“Hey?”

“That's right. You.”

His voice has gone down a bit.

“I saved you last time, you know?”

A faint light came out of the jewel. His face was lifted up by force, and he bit his lip.

“You think it's easy to heal this kind of thing? It feels dirty.”

“You wis—” (Heimdahl)

“As someone who has only survived because of me, you have no right to talk back. You shameless brat.”

“You, you don't think I should do that right?”

I moved my lips loosely, holding my chin.

“In a situation where even bowing is not enough… And have I ever asked you to thank me?”

There was a small first aid kit next to me. Even today, Heimdahl was brought out at night.

Of course, if I leave him like that today, he'll have a big problem.

“I know your type. A man who, if necessary, will torch the world down. There are people like you, all over this alley.”

Every word fell into place, coldly.

“People who are calculating enough to put knives on their parents and children if necessary. Well, good. It's vital for survival. I'm sure you thought of it as a smart way out. It's no use to try to hate you.”

“With whose permission?”

“How noisy. You can't hurt me anyway. Because you have to be treated. Because you have to live.”

“What do you say? The wound today is so bad that you might die if I leave you like this. I'm sure you don't want your life to end right now.”

Of course, I knew very well that he couldn't die here.

It is only revealed in the backstory, but the blood spell flowed through Heimdahl.

It's an existence called a 'half-monster' in this world.

These are beings that the temple is extremely wary of. He also spoke of those who have power that is considered unachievable by humans.

Long story short, he meant to say that he would never die.

He'll get a self-healing ability when he really goes too far and reaches the end of his life. But it wasn't time yet.

I let a bit too much slip as I was trembling with anger, staring at him so fiercely I could carve holes into him with my gaze.

It was a bit disgusting.

'And he comes back with a sword in front of me when he's trying to save his life.'

In a way, my healing him was just a short moment in an infinity's worth of time.

He won't thank me and will completely forget when he gets his own healing ability.

The relationship will disappear, as if it were never there, after some time. I liked this fine dust-like relationship.

I laughed.

“Do you still have the strength to glare like that?” I said with my eyes.

Now, who's the one that needs to bow down?

Of course, it would have been dangerous if I hadn't treated him that day.

He won't die easily, but that won't stop him from being crippled if he is too badly injured.

'Especially those broken arms, I think we need to fix them quickly.'

In fact, it was admirable to see a man with such a messed-up arm but with a cheerful face.

So this means that he was interested in his own way. Was it related to anthropology?

Of course, I didn't want to see him either way, if possible, because he was so violent.

I reached out to him silently. Heimdahl didn't move when I touched his wound.

“…What are you doing?”

“Tying you up?”

Chapter end