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

He took out the recording crystal he had prepared in advance from his pocket and threw it in the direction of Kmir.

"Thank you, God, for even thinking of this..."

This time, even Kmir knelt down.

"Alright, that's it. I have my own plans for coming to the mainland this time, and I told the investigation team not to delve too deeply into it. Also, my presence must be kept secret and not leaked, otherwise the mainland will be in disaster. Got it?"

He glanced at Kmir and the kneeling soldiers with a majestic gaze, and his sharp eyes made the soldiers' already pious eyes even more determined.

Very satisfied with the reactions of Kmir and others, Ella nodded, assuming that the script was the same as she had imagined, with no deviation.

"See you again someday."

Ella stepped into the portal and left the sky above the forest.

All that remained in the arena were the soldiers gathered in a circle and the remains of several silver wolf puppets. Kmir stood up, glanced around, and spat out the previously unused "Magic Surge" to store it.

A lot of soldiers must have died in this battle... There's nothing I can do about it. I can't blame the Sole God for coming late. I can only blame my own lack of strength. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"Clean up the battlefield, take a head count, and bring the dead back to town. I want a proper burial."

"City, City Lord, there are no casualties, only weapons and armor damaged."

A soldier next to him quickly stood up and ran to Kmir to report the situation.

"What? There's no damage?"

“Yes, yes, there are no injured people, and even those who were exhausted were restored by the miracle of the One and Only God—”

"Hey—are you okay?"

In the distance, a young girl's voice sounded from the other side of the bushes, and everyone focused their attention on the bushes.

"Eh? What's wrong? Why are you all kneeling here?"

Ella, wearing a white swordsman's uniform with blood stains, limped over with black and white wings that were more than half her height, looking at Kmir and his group with a puzzled look.

Was this the legendary divine protection? Facing the simultaneous attacks of over a dozen silver wolves, surprisingly, not a single soldier was injured. Furthermore, there was even a young girl who could defeat the wolves in a one-on-one fight. This could only mean that the One and Only God was secretly aiding them, right? Thanking the One and Only God once again in his heart, Kmir led his soldiers in a battle inventory, preparing to return.

Under the shining midday sun, the soldiers in tattered armor, with their heads held high and their chests held high, strode back into the city, carrying Ella, who was injured and unable to move.

Following behind them was Kmir, holding the recording crystal with a complicated expression on his face. He, an atheist, had actually seen the true God himself, and was even saved by the One and Only God. Now he had to convince the investigation team that was about to arrive in the town that he had seen the One and Only God.

What Kmir didn't know now was that many years later, he, an atheist, would become a firm believer in the one God.

"Let's go back."

There's plenty to do next.

Chapter 43: Magician Lotte

*创世纪6185年8月18日上午09：11分 莱恩镇 『萨欧』旅馆

At nine o'clock in the morning, there were no diners staying in the hotel. The whole hotel seemed unusually quiet, but this quietness was only retained on the first floor.

On the second floor, in the room where Ella is temporarily staying.

"So, Ms. Ella can't use healing magic!"

"But it hurts so much. I couldn't sleep all night, and they wouldn't even let me use healing magic... Lotte is a demon."

"Mmm—healing magic only exploits the body's potential. Once you get used to it, not only will you become dependent on it, but your body's vitality will also be reduced."

"If I had known yesterday, I wouldn't have scratched my leg on purpose..."

"That can't be helped... You clearly told me to just let you do it."

Because she had pretended to have fought the silver wolf yesterday, and to avoid Kmir's suspicion, Ella deliberately scratched her leg while leaving the bushes. Although the pain almost brought her to tears, she didn't mind it much, thinking that she could recover with healing magic later.

So there is the current scene.

He was half lying on the bed. It was summer, but his legs were tightly wrapped in gauze. He wanted to bend over and use healing magic, but Lotte hugged him from behind and prevented him from doing so.

Only at times like these would Lotte be unusually strong... Feeling the soft touch of Lotte, Ella gave up the idea of ​​using magic. Even though the pain in her legs was unbearable, it was for her own good. Although she was already level 999, who could be sure that her lifespan would also be increased because of her high level? What if excessive use of healing magic turned her into an old woman... that would be unbearable.

Trying not to move his lower body, he turned his head and looked at Ruti.

"Well, Lotte doesn't have any combat skills, so if I go, I'll definitely be exposed. And then I'll have to fight in front of Kmir, and I won't have the chance to become a god."

"Miss Ella clearly wanted to prevent Lotte from getting hurt..."

The strength of the arms holding her seemed to have weakened a little, and Ella smiled helplessly.

"Yeah, yeah, Lotte figured it out after all."

"After all, I graduated from the academy with a perfect score on the written exam."

Lotte raised her orange-red pupils and looked into Ella's orange-red pupils. Her purple twintails intertwined with her white twintails, and Lotte's eyes became serious.

"Ms. Ella, I've decided. I want to go to the magic academy with you."

"Eh? Okay, I was just trying to figure out how to convince Lotte to go to school with me."

The cat ears on Lotte's maid's headdress trembled a little - Lotte had specially gone to the clothing store to get this before Ella woke up.

"If I don't strengthen myself, I'll just have to watch Miss Ella fight. So, I want to become someone who can help Miss Ella... Even though Miss Ella is already strong enough, Miss Ella still can't use offensive magic... So I want to replace Miss Ella and become her offensive magician..."

As Lotte's voice grew softer, her cat ears gradually softened.

——The things made by the evolved "House Fairies" are indeed different...even the mimicry is so good.

He couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch it, but seeing Ruthie lowering her head, he chose to respect himself.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm definitely happy that Lotte can increase her strength, but it's not appropriate for her to be an offensive magician. A girl should be a healer."

Yes, that's right, girls should be healers. Imagining Lotte holding a magic wand and wearing the healer's exclusive robe, Ella felt her heart throb.

"I must become Miss Ella's strongest offensive magician... Although... I'm not sure if I can catch up with the best time to learn magic right now..."

Suddenly, another thought occurred to him—what if he were to be accidentally harvested by the Loli God again, leaving Lotte alone and defenseless? Wouldn't that be disastrous? He couldn't force Lotte to learn only healing magic, but was there anything he could do to help someone with little experience in magic grow quickly and develop combat prowess?

Of all the classes, the most powerful in the later stages is the Mage, but this class is clearly not suitable for Lotte right now. I don't know the structure of magic in this world, so naturally I can't teach her anything. Studying at the Magic Academy is too slow and not suitable for quick success. As for melee classes like Swordsman, I simply skipped them. While the female swordsman is romantic, what's needed now is a class that can provide safety, and melee classes are not so suitable.

A profession somewhere in between these two... a powerful one—huh?

His sight followed the hem of Lotte's skirt up to her thighs—stuck on her smooth, round thighs was a magic spear tied with a black lace ribbon.

"A magician?"

"Eh?"

Confused by Ella's words, Lotte looked up in confusion.

Ella pointed at the metallic-gleaming magic spear on Ruthica's leg.

"Do you like this magic spear, Lotte?"

"This is the most exquisite magic prop I've ever seen. It's also a gift from Miss Ella, so I like it very much."

Answer without hesitation.

"So, would you like to use metal weapons like this as your main weapons in the future? I'm not limited to this magic gun. I have many other magical weapons here, but they're extremely powerful and too heavy to use."

Ella didn't want to give Lotte the massive magical weapons in her personal storage. It wasn't that she didn't want to or didn't want to, but rather that magical weapons were difficult to use and couldn't be controlled as freely as magic. In F.Wing, a magic user wouldn't harm allies due to team detection, but in the Other World, it was completely different. It was very possible for an attack aimed at an enemy to affect allies due to range detection. The most important issue was that magical weapons were difficult to control, making it easy to either deal no damage or overdo it.

"It doesn't matter. I will work hard until I can use those magical weapons."

Lotte's eyes gleamed with determination.

The deep gaze lasted for a few seconds, and finally, Ella chose to believe Ruthie - as long as she stayed by Ruthie's side until she grew up, there would be no problem, right?

"Okay, Lotte, take this for now. Also, this dimensional backpack is specifically for carrying magical weapons."

What was taken out of the warehouse was an ordinary-looking backpack and an extremely heavy, long, tubular object with blue lines, completely black and emitting a metallic luster.

This... in the original world, is it called an "anti-material rifle"? I remember it was called "Hela" in "F.Wing," right? The goddess of death from Norse mythology? I haven't used it in a while, so I can't quite remember.

She put the "Black and White Wings" that were almost as long as her own into the dimensional backpack and handed it to Lotte.

"That's it. Keep it for now. I'll teach Lotte how to use it later. Right now, I have other things to do."

"Are you going to President Jain?"

"Yeah, I feel bad that I caused this, but the quest was supposed to give me ten gold coins, and I need them to go to the academy."

As if feeling embarrassed, Ella scratched her head, pressed her hands on the slightly hard bed, and bounced up hard.

"hiss--"

gasped.

"Miss Ella, you should just lie down and rest. I'll take care of things like this."

Ruthie quickly helped Ella straighten her body, assisted Ella to lie down gently, placed the necessary things on the bedside, and finally gave a few instructions, opened the door and walked out.

Hearing the sound of Lotte's feet stepping off the floor, Ella stretched.

“Ah~ah, traveling to another world is so hard—it hurts, it hurts…”

She accidentally pulled the wound again, and Ella's wails echoed in the room...

Chapter 44: Elelaya just wants to have a good sleep every day

* On the afternoon of August 27, 6185, in the Lord's Mansion of Ryan Town

"Has Miss Ella decided to leave Ryan Town?"

In the exquisitely decorated hall on the top floor of the City Lord's Mansion, Ella and Kmir sat face to face.

The table was filled with cakes and cream puffs, scones and colorful jam bread, as well as pies and tarts, accompanied by fresh fruits and cookies. Every kind was delicious, and the temperature of the black tea was just right, not astringent at all, and the aroma of tea wafted throughout the room.

When Ella was about to put down the tea in her hand, Lotte, who was standing behind her, took the teacup in time. Thinking of how Lotte had to stand behind her and say "A maid should have the consciousness of a maid", she answered Kmir with a wry smile.

"Yes, the injury on my leg has recovered with the medicine sent by President Jain, so I came here today to say goodbye to Lord Kmir."

"Hmm—Miss Ella has been called 'Princess' by everyone in the city these days."

Without mentioning goodbye, Kmir waved his hand and asked the servant to leave the hall.

Ever since the battle in the forest, Kmir's expression no longer looked so gloomy. Instead, it gave people a kind and amiable feeling - just like the expression of the statue of the only God that he had seen in the church when he was strolling in the city these days - he had understood that Kmir had no bad intentions, and that he also had some things he cared about, so he came to the City Lord's Mansion to visit him.

Knowing that the "princess" in Kmir's words had no other meaning and was just a joke, Ella froze for a moment.

"That's not what I call myself. They gave me that name themselves, and I can't really say anything..."

"Well, there's no objection to Miss Ella being called a 'Princess'. She's so—er, beautiful and powerful, and treats slaves just like ordinary people. If Miss Ella can't be called a princess, then there aren't many on the continent who can be called princesses, right?"

You clearly wanted to say cute just now!

Resisting the urge to roll her eyes, Ella felt helpless as she looked at Kmir, who was touching his nose awkwardly.

"Will saying it so bluntly not hurt the feelings of the other princesses in the kingdom?"

"Hahahaha, of course not. Miss Ella doesn't know. This is actually a strange thing."

Hearing Ella's words, Kmir was stunned at first, then burst into laughter, and finally leaned his upper body out of the table.

"The strange thing is that the king, for some reason, has always had only sons and no daughters, so he doesn't have to worry about hurting the other princesses."

"Eh?"

I was shocked by Kmir's behavior. I didn't expect Kmir to have such a gossipy side. He is the city lord and looks like a warrior, but he made his words so mysterious...

"That's right. Speaking of which, some time ago when I went to the royal capital to attend a noble party, I heard from other nobles that the king wanted to take a daughter as a princess."

Kemir laughed and gave him a meaningful look.

Wow, I feel like this is hinting at something... This is a bad feeling, I'd better pretend I didn't hear it.

"Ahem, I have one more thing I want to ask Lord Kmir this time."

"What's up?"

"After this battle, I feel like I need to improve my strength, so I want to go to the magic academy with Lotte. Does Lord Kmir have any recommendations?"

"Hmm—with Miss Ella's abilities, the academy in the kingdom probably isn't enough... In the kingdom, a level 11 swordsman is already qualified to become a knight captain, and Miss Ella is still so young. In that case, why not try the 'Sacred Academy' in the center of the continent?"

The Holy Academy? It sounds like a very impressive academy, but asking directly doesn't seem appropriate. I'd better ask Rudy after we get back.

Reaching out and picking up a piece of cake on the table, with Ruthie by their side, the afternoon tea chat began.