Girl Hero: Revenge on Goblins!
Chapter 141: D50. Fire_3

Chapter 141: D50. Fire_3

Agility: 20

Constitution: 53 (+-10)

Intelligence: 60 (+10)

Perception: 40 (+10)

Charm: 40 (+10)

Skill: Water Element Manipulation LV3

→☆→☆→☆→✧←★←★←★←

However, the Militia Captain knew that now wasn’t the time to be captivated by the young girl’s beauty.

He stood up, hesitating whether to stop the girl, when an old man with a weary face beside him stopped him.

The old man also stood up, casting a puzzled look at the Hero.

"Child, I am the village chief here, who are you?"

As the village chief, his experience was slightly more than the young Militia Captain’s, and he could tell that the Hero must be of noble identity, though he still couldn’t discern her exact identity.

The Hero directly took out a letter from the village chief grandma and handed it to the elderly village chief.

The old village chief opened it, and after reading just two lines, his expression turned bitter and helpless.

"This, how could this be if the letter had arrived just a bit earlier... I’m not blaming you, sorry."

The Hero shook her head, her movements did not stop.

She took out a notebook, quickly wrote in it, and handed it to the Priest.

"Purifying Water? Really!? With this magic——"

The Priest suddenly got excited.

But the Hero maintained a calm expression; she quickly walked to the patients, prompting the Priest to hurry with her actions.

A sharp pain transmitted from her calf, another layer of the Bubbles Princess’s curse, but it was okay, this level of pain didn’t hinder movement.

There was also a dull pain in her head, yesterday’s excessive exertion hadn’t fully recovered yet, but it was okay, this pain didn’t hinder her spellcasting.

Looking at the villagers still in pain, the Hero deeply inhaled.

She really did arrive late — but regret was useless.

No matter how many times she regrets, no matter how many times she weeps, her dear friends won’t come back, nor will those dead unfamiliar villagers resurrect.

Therefore, she could only do what she was capable of now, kill the Goblins that were still alive, and help the living.

This was her reason for becoming a Hero.

Last night, because she was afraid to face her own powerlessness, she chose to escape, but after venting all night, the Hero had calmed down.

She was no longer the person who could only stay in the Viscount Mansion’s room, eagerly waiting for news.

The incarnation given by the Lake Holy Sword: Bubbles Princess, though promising in the future, currently, the Hero really had no need to rely on this form.

This form basically did not have many advantages, instead, it had numerous disadvantages, and the accompanying curse also caused her quite some trouble.

But now the Hero sincerely appreciated the gift given to her by the Lake Holy Sword.

Just as it’s written in books, the Priest also stated that a healing technique that merely speeds up the recovery of wounds can’t eliminate diseases, and might even worsen the condition.

However, as long as she also incorporates her own Magic Power into the water...

The Hero recalled the Slime King she had just encountered.

Its fluid body contained a high concentration of Magic Power, and the reason it smelled like the forest was likely because it had absorbed everything in the forest over time.

If the Slime King had a penchant for slaughter, even fondness for cannibalism, its taste would surely be disgusting.

But the moment it entered her mouth, the Hero didn’t taste death’s blood, but the vital essence of the forest.

Perhaps it was because of this taste, the Hero hadn’t refused its antics.

And if she too merged her Magic Power into the water, blooming her own vitality——

Droplets of water spontaneously condensed in the air, bit by bit forming into a crystal-clear Water Ball, then gradually stained with an Emerald Hue.

The Priest beside her also extended his hand, casting the light of healing magic into the Water Ball.

His movements were a bit nervous, but the Hero skillfully coordinated with the Priest’s Magic Power, capturing the light into the water without missing any, the Emerald Hue slowly taking on a tinge of golden.

Then, the Hero sang a Silent chant.

[Joint Spellcasting — Purifying Water LV3 + Healing Technique LV3]

[Combined Magic: Healing Rain]

The Hero infused her vitality-filled Magic Power into the Water Element, combining it with the light of the Healing Technique, and forming beneficial raindrops.

Washing the wounded’s injuries, expelling attached bacteria, bringing recovery to the body and peace to the mind.

[Healing Rain (Joint Spellcasting D2+10, Vitality +10)]

2d40+10=d40(40)+d40(29)+10=79

[High fever (ten people)]

10d10=44

[Healing ＞ High fever, patients recovered]

[Hero’s Spellcasting Critical Success!]

1. Gained Skill: Foam Sound LV2 (can chant and emit sound through vibrating water)

2. Learned Healing Technique LV3, and Healing Rain LV4

3. Gained Skill: Purifying Water LV3 (Hero’s body fluid has healing properties)

4. The deeds of the Hero begin to spread

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9. Gained Special Skill: Lantern (healing receives a bonus, Charm +10) ♛

10. Critical Success/Extreme Failure

D10=d10(9)=9

When two Nuns arrived to help at the Church, they witnessed such a scene.

A girl with jet-black hair slowly closed her blue eyes.

Emerald-golden rain, following the closing of her fingers, scattered throughout the church, falling upon the ten painfully groaning patients, permeating their bodies.

Then, the painful expressions of the injured gradually eased, sinking into a stable and peaceful sleep.

Outside the building, the morning light, through the church’s stained glass, poured inside, illuminating the girl.

The remaining emerald-golden rain drizzled away, her eyes opened, her expression carrying a trace of exhaustion, yet her lips curled into a relieved smile, her blue eyes filled with infinite tenderness.

— Just like a Saintess praying in the rain.