It felt as if I had unlocked a latch that was blocking something. Something that had felt tight, even up until yesterday, had disappeared.

The magic that the Witch of Greed had cast on me served to imprison me inside my own mind, in an infinite regression to the past. Death was the only way to break the loop, but you would be unaware you returned? It was a vicious spell. Under ordinary circumstances, it would leave one no choice but to become a puppet.

Anyway, how much time had passed? Because I had just relived my previous life, my sense of time was twisted.

I looked at the fallen Arietta. Fortunately, Arietta hadn't died yet, so honestly, I was relieved. Even though she had such a big wound, the fact she hadn’t died meant that not much time had passed.

I reached out in the direction of the fallen Arietta and said, "Be healed." Mana moved as I spoke and began to heal Arietta.

In the past, she’d had to be stabilized for months with the help of the workshop, but this time she recovered immediately without cumbersome procedures. To be exact, the wounded area became whole, as if time had reversed and the wound had never existed to begin with.

"What..." The Witch of Greed was shocked to see Arietta being healed. Normally, it wasn’t...