The Protagonists of the Novel Escaped

One arm is lost, but who cares?

I’ve left it to the new era.

If someone asks about my right arm, I’ll just have to answer like that.

The person involved shrugged off the loss of his right arm as if it was nothing.

“E-Edan!”

“What’s happened here?! You’ve lost your arm!!”

The servants of the Hohenberc Family rushed in like a cloud, causing quite the racket. I scratched my head with my left hand while looking at their shocked faces.

Droopy sleeves.
Alone with just my left arm.

The servants staring at me suddenly burst into tears. Their reaction was like they had lost a whole nation, which made me feel awkward.

“I lost it during a fight. So, it’s no big deal.”

“How can it be no big deal?! You’re supposed to get married in the spring!”

Ah.
The wedding.

I did decide to hold it in spring next year.

Just imagine the bizarre situation where a one-armed groom greets beautiful brides. The numerous guests from the Empire and Holy Kingdom attending the wedding would murmur in unison.

What kind of reaction would the Emperor and the Holy King have?
They might pull out of the marriage, saying they cannot hand over our daughter to a one-armed man.

Hmm.
Thinking about it again, it’s not something to take lightly.

“Let’s go find a way to attach it immediately!”

“No! We need to find the potion that can grow a new arm!”

Let’s retrieve the fallen arm and graft it back on.
No.
It would be faster to find the legendary potion.

The servants divided into two, arguing sharply.
Their sincere worry, as if it was their own problem, made me feel grateful. But I secretly wished they’d wrap up their arguments and focus on their jobs.

“Second Saintess!”

“Please heal Edan! He’s never had a girlfriend at his age!”

As a girl with beautiful pink hair approached, the crowd of servants parted like the Red Sea.

Beatrice.
And the Second Saintess’ lovers followed behind her.

I heard they had tended to an injured person in a coma for ten days. Seeing the filled with concern Beatrice and her companions made me crack a smile.

“Edan! Ho-how are you?! You need to go back to your bedroom! Stability is the most important for a patient!”

“I just came out of the bedroom, you know?”

Her rough shaking of my shoulders made my head dizzy.
The companions watching over her muttered, “Our Saintess has a gentle touch,” without trying to stop her.

“Are you sure you’re not in pain?”

“Of course. I’m feeling just fine.”

Thanks to the haste of emergency care, my wounds didn’t worsen. I had numerous injuries, including the lost right arm, but they were all neatly healed.

Electromagnetic cannon. Heat Pressure Bomb. Hydrogen Bomb.

Just surviving is a miracle.

The city where the final battle occurred perished along with the era of the Creator Deity. I swallowed hard, recalling Gael’s last moments as he fell into the abyss during the detonation of the hydrogen bomb.

“I’m really okay. The end of the world has perished, right?”

“But…!”

“I finally saved the world from that damned gray. Let’s just focus on that for now.”

“Ugh!”

I saved the world.
And I saved you all.

It doesn’t matter.
No matter what I lost along the way.

Beatrice nodded repeatedly, tears streaming down her face.
“Thank you…. And I’m so sorry. I keep bothering you, Edan…! I’m really a useless woman.”

“True. It’s a good thing you’ve realized your worth now.”

Looks like she’s finally done with her self-reflection.
When I nodded in agreement, the Saintess’ lovers shot me sharp glares.

“Edan…. Isn’t there any way to heal this?”

“Hmm.”

Maximilian, staring intently at the flapping sleeves, finally spoke up. His usual unflappable face was serious, though.

He looked like he would rush off as soon as he learned there was a legendary potion to regrow limbs.

“How about creating a prosthetic arm? There’s a latest model prosthetic developed in the Magic Tower. If we ask the Master of the Magic Tower, I’m sure they’ll provide it willingly.”

“Not a bad idea. The Magic Tower’s technology is trustworthy.”

Prosthetic arm.

I’ve seen noble veterans using them.
Naturally, they demand astronomical prices as they replace lost limbs. Especially the latest models with magic stones embedded are so pricey that even nobles can’t help but gawk.

This was worth considering.
I certainly don’t want to live my life as a one-armed man.

“Edan!”

While I was discussing with the Saintess Party,

Ludmilla and Zebeline approached, sending wary glances my way.
I sighed heavily, wondering if it was because of Beatrice. I sought Beatrice’s permission and then headed toward Ludmilla and Zebeline.

*

Seeing the Holy Princess and the Saintess thinking of Beatrice as an ex-girlfriend left me dumbfounded.
I did like her.
A short-lived crush, but still.

It was like secretly liking the prettiest girl in class back in school. Just a chance glance could make my face turn red, and my heart race faster.
At this point, Beatrice was just a ‘female friend’ I once liked briefly. I could politely refuse if she were to confess with a red face.

“Prosthetic arm? Of course! I’ll make sure to prepare the perfect one for Edan!”

“Absolutely! I’ll also commission the Holy Kingdom to prepare the most expensive and beautiful prosthetic! Just leave it to me!”

As soon as the topic of ‘prosthetic arm’ we briefly discussed with the Saintess Party came up, they erupted with enthusiasm.
Ludmilla and Zebeline expressed their confidence, competing with each other to prepare the most splendid prosthetic.

“If there’s something that worries me…”

“What is it?”

“I’m worried that His Majesty the Emperor might be disappointed. Even if I wear a prosthetic, if I roll up my sleeves, the loss of my right arm will be revealed. Especially since the Imperial Family prioritizes physical perfection above all.”

“……”
The Red Dragon and the Platinum Princess.
About to wed the jewels of the Valtarian Imperial Family.
Is it really alright?
Even if the Emperor permits the marriage, the nobles would whisper behind our backs.
It wasn’t just my burden; I felt even more nervous. I couldn’t help but worry that my loss would bring trouble to Ludmilla and Elizaveta.

“Edan is already my husband! And he’s also Liza’s partner! Didn’t His Majesty already declare that Edan would be welcomed as a son-in-law? Who would dare insult the son-in-law of the Valtarian Imperial Family? If anyone dares to, I won’t let it slide!!”

Ludmilla roared with a voice that could set fire. Zebeline nodded in agreement, clearly on the same wavelength.

I must be one lucky guy.
Despite my physical loss, I’m marrying beautiful women who love me.
I’m really grateful to have fallen in love with you all.
I kissed Ludmilla and Zebeline’s cheeks in turn to show my gratitude. They blushed and broke into bright smiles.

“Hoho, so you were worried about that? How cute. I could never betray you, Edan. I’ll love you forever. Well… there are times I might really get annoyed, though.”

“Thanks. I appreciate that.”

No matter how many difficulties arise, let’s bravely overcome them.
For the sake of those who love me.

It’ll be quite tight to get the prosthetic by next spring. I need to ask Madbay right away.

“E-Edan!!”

A girl with light green hair jumped in, rushing toward me. I stretched out my left arm, suddenly embracing the cute fairy that dashed in.
Rue.
She burst into tears like a fountain, wailing loudly.

Partner.
Mascot of the Saintess Party.
Seeing Rue sobbing with snot dripping down made me smile wryly as I held her. Rue hiccuped, gasping for breath as she quivered.

“My arm…! My arm is gone…! Waaaah!!”

“It’s okay. Madbay will reattach it.”

“Liar! I’m not a fool! How can you attach an arm that vanished without a trace?!”

“……”
Her intelligence seems to be climbing day by day.
Thanks to Father inviting a teacher to educate the Luinongs.

“I’m sure it hurt a lot…! Edan took all the risks, and what did I do as a partner? Nothing! Waaaah, I’m such a useless bug!”

“……”
A bug, to be exact, a jelly candy bug.
As Rue wailed, blaming herself, both Ludmilla and Zebeline wore solemn expressions, tears brimming in their eyes. The purity of a child’s heart seemed to have stirred emotions.

“Not true! You always cheered me on and supported me!”

“Really?”

“Of course! I’ll give you some jelly candy, so stop crying for now. Your cute face is all messed up with tears and snot.”

“Ugh… okay. I’ll stop crying!”

*Choo!
She grimaced as she sniffed back her runny nose.
Then she wiped away the tears smeared on her face with her sleeves, making an effort to smile.

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