Leon Greyrat: The Second Son - Mushoku Tensei OC

Chapter 48 - Ignited Passion

— Leon Greyrat —

Opening my eyes, I stared up at the canvas of our tent, slowly letting the daze of sleep filter out of my mind and body as I thought about my current condition.

Thankfully, it seemed that I was alive, judging by the fact I was thinking like this.

After an injury like that... it would be more likely that Orsted was just a dream than me having survived, but from how my hands trembled at the memory, the thrum of pain in my chest and arm, as well as the large patch of dried blood I could see on the ground near the destroyed boulder to my side, that was obviously not the case.

So... I lived through that.

Was I... healed?

Yeah, I must have been, seeing that I could squeeze my right hand and wiggle my toes.

Norn and Aisha didn't have the skill to do this, nor the mana. And Eris didn't even know healing magic.

A friendly passerby doing this was... extremely unlikely as well.

So who the hell healed me?

Was... was it Orsted?

Did he change his mind for some reason?

Right after embedding his hand through my chest and spine?

Looking down at my bare torso, I noticed the large scar right where I had been stabbed, and looking over at my shoulder, I could see where my arm had been hastily reattached, a jagged line of scar tissue wrapping around like a sleeve.

But to leave a scar like that...

"That fucker... he just did the bare minimum, didn't he?" I mumbled under my breath.

Either way, seeing this tent that had been set up, and hearing the familiar muffled voices not far from here, it seemed that the other three had survived.

And tilting my head up, I could see that was indeed the case, as the three were currently loading things into the carriage without a visible scratch on them.

Good... that was relieving.

So Orsted must have left them too.

Did he take pity on me?

Well... I wasn't stupid enough nor prideful enough to hate him for that.

As I rested my head against the makeshift pillow once again, I noticed a lock of hair fall onto my face.

Except, unlike the usual golden colour I was used to, instead, it was... white.

...What?

Creating a mirror with ice magic, I looked at my reflection, instantly taking note of the streak of white that now ran down my hair near the front of my head.

Was that... from my last attack? When I used up all my mana?

I had heard of such a symptom being the result of overusing one's mana, but I never expected to ever have it happen to me, given my much higher-than-average mana stores and reliance on swordsmanship rather than magic.

Still... at least it looked cool... Right?

With me holding up my makeshift mirror, the other three took notice of my awakened state, all simultaneously dropping what they were doing to run over.

"Leon!" "Brother!" "Big Brother!"

Quickly finding myself in the embrace of all three girls, I wrapped my arms around them all, bringing them closer as I heard them begin to sniffle.