Revival

"Fuck, why didn't he fight back?" Xiao Xun examined Cecil's unrecognizable face, which was completely swollen and covered in blood.

[Maybe his power has conditions or something, I suggest we leave the village and find another magic teacher.]

"You can revive him, can't you? I have enough points." At this time, Xiao Xun completely forgot not to contact the system until it told him the truth about the contract.

The points spent on a special item depend on the type of world.

In a modern world, painkillers would cost next to nothing because they'd already existed in the world. He can only assume that in this magical otame medieval world resurrection is not unheard of.

Ironically, right after he broke the promise the system could no longer hide it.

[I can, technically...]

"What happened this time?"

[Remember the contract with the section on ancient runes that you carelessly signed without reading?]

'That's one way to put it.'

[So... there were some limitations to the role that I think you should know about.]

"What?"

[Ah... how shall I say this... The central world defines this work as 'finding the source of the abnormality and reporting it' but if you look at Section 891.2, you will see that the definition of reporting is 'writing a full report on the sequence of events after returning the course of the world to relative normality...']

"So they just pushed all the hard parts behind a pile of words? Who the fork defines 'reporting' like that?!"

[But that is not the part I wanted to talk about. If you look at Section 891.3, you will see that 'to prevent extreme imbalance by throwing Karma (known as points) on the abnormality, each supervisor is entitled to use the system store only three times per world'.]

"Well, that's awful news." He decided to do the smart thing "Let's leave the mission. I'll try to get out of the contract by telling them how it's all your fault, maybe they'll pity me enough."

He had already finished his duty to the bureau, the only reason he took this job in the first place was because it was easy and way overpaid. 

Now it is not easy at all and he hardly has a chance to spend his salary.

It's just not worth it anymore.

[Well, if you will look at Section 891.4...]

"What freaking now?!"

['The inspector has no right to voluntarily resign from his duties, after a third violation of OOC or any other reason for automatic mission failure he will repeat his task until complete, immediately afterwards be prosecuted in the central world for wasting resources and adversely affecting the abnormality of the world...]

Xiao Xun looked at the darkening sky in despair, "So, I'm trapped?"

[That is why I did not want to have this conversation with you.]

"You know what, the situation is not dire. I have more than 70,000 points and two opportunities to use them. Let's first revive-"

[About that... Remember the Hulu account I've been asking?]

"YOU DIDN'T-"

[I was bored, okay? You keep ignoring me because of a stupid contract, and there is no TV here...]

"How much did you spend?"

[Nothing! All out of my savings! I am a good little system that does not bother its host!]

Xiao Xun did remember that he revoked its access to his account.

[But it does mean that you only have one chance left to use the store in this world.]

Xiao Xun looked at Cecil's pitiful body under the setting sun, almost none of his limbs were at their normal angles.

[I strongly advise you to leave him and find another magic teacher.

Soon the effect of the painkiller will wear off and you will have to heal your body, not to mention assassinate your sister...]

"I have enough points to revive him, right?" 

[Yes.]

"Do it."

Ten thousand points were cleared from Xiao Xun's account as Cecil's limbs slowly began to rotate to their original position, the blood that had collected on the ground and smeared on his face seeped back into his body until not even a small stain was left on his clothes; even his crooked nose fixed itself and his teeth that were scattered on the ground returned to his mouth.

Perfect healing.

Cecil widened his eyes and saw Edmund's face leaning over him,

"You... Came back."

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Cecil didn't ask how he had magically recovered, just escorted Edmund quietly to their home, worried that he would say or do something wrong that would send him away again.

They didn't even bother to pick up the shopping bags that was scattered everywhere.

The money originally belonged to the previous house owners, but at the moment they completely emptied the coffers.

Xiao Xun planned to start selling the furniture at home, after all, he couldn't convert more coins from the system. Luckily for him, Cecil spared him that trouble and shame when he presented him with a bag of money from an unknown source.

They began to create a silent understanding between them.

No one asked the other why or how something happened, no one wanted the other to leave instead of explaining.

Xiao Xun had to praise Cecil's mental maturity in this matter, if it wasn't for his silence he might have already had to run away because of Edmund's fright.

Cecil, by doing the housework in silence, made it so that Xiao Xun wouldn't have to worry about ooc.

The relative peace fell apart a week later, when Xiao Xun woke up in unbearable pain in the middle of the night.

"Edmund, are you okay?"

At any other time Xiao Xun would have appreciated the cuteness of the nine-year-old next to him who was trying to wake up forcefully just because of his unusual movement, but right now he didn't have the leisure for that.

All he could think was 'Fuck', over and over in his mind. His leg was killing him, his head felt like it was going to explode, his stomach was burning him from the inside. The worst thing is that he didn't even have the strength to express his pain, he was so weak that he couldn't even move his mouth.

"Edmund, what's wrong with you?"

Only now has Xiao Xun realized that not feeling pain is not equivalent to healing.

On the contrary, injuries only get worse when you ignore them.

He was smarter than this, usually. The previous events forced him to ignore medical treatment and then he simply forgot the severity of his injuries.

Why was he so stupid? He truly preferred to die than to suffer the present pain.

Cecil didn't have much experience, when much in this context meant no, in treating other people. He noticed that Edmund's leg was always purple and at an odd angle and that his body temperature was much higher than normal, but Edmund always ignored it.

He didn't really know how people were supposed to be 'normal', so he just assumed it was a different kind of normal.

Right now, Cecil just wanted to go back in time and beat his ignorant self.

There was no time to find a doctor, and Edmund did not respond. What is he supposed to do? What is he supposed to do? He could only think of what he usually does to be healed.

Will Edmund hate and alienate him later? He didn't have time to consider it. As long as Edmond is back to what he was before... everything else can be dealt with at another time.

Cecil bit his knuckles and forced Edmund's mouth open, forcing the metallic taste into his mouth.

Xiao Xun's vague consciousness could only partially feel the unpleasant taste, but for some reason, his body cried out for more. With the rest of his strength, he heavily sucked the mobile blood bank, who was very cooperative.

[Host? Host? Your constitution is changing, I wouldn't recommend continuing, host?]

But Xiao Xun couldn't hear his system's expression of concern at his situation, All he could feel was a tremendous thirst - a desire for more.

Without attention or care to the matter, his leg returned to its original color and size quite quickly, and most of his pain disappeared.

All that was left was an itchy feeling all over his body, an almost burning sensation.

Under the red, ominous moonlight, Edmund devoured part of Cecil, a part that will change him as long as this body exists.

For better or worse, this body will last much longer than the world's original.

The first thing Xiao Xun noticed when he opened his eyes was red. Everything is red. It took him a while to realize that the originally white sheets were stained with blood.

This smell surprisingly did not cause him to seep. vice versa, he had to stop himself from sucking the sheets back to their original color.

Just as he shook this strange feeling from his heart he noticed Cecil. The lively from earlier now lay motionless, countless wounds on his arm.

Xiao Xun tried to relive last night: he was in excruciating pain the second the painkiller stopped working, Cecil noticed and then… Oh, what did he do?

His mouth didn't feel natural, something kept blocking the proper closing of the teeth.

Xiao Xun had a ridiculous hypothesis, so ridiculous that he was afraid to test it.

Slowly, he reached up to his face, touching what used to be the fangs of a child's normal baby teeth.

Sharp fangs pierced his finger, causing it to bleed slightly.

He looked down at the supposedly unconscious Cecil, similarly sharp (though much smaller) teeth were peeking out of his half-open mouth.

Is he... A vampire now?