The SSS-rank Guide Doesn't Need Saving novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143: Unremorseful

A few feet away, Galithe finally stirred from her own fear, the pain and adrenaline of what had happened finally settled over her.

She realized she had pushed Gwen into the swarm.

But instead of guilt over pushing someone else into the face of danger, she felt annoyed. She rationalized that Sentinels were supposed to risk their lives to protect Guides. That was how things worked. Gwen had only been doing her duty, and if she had died doing it, well, that was unfortunate. It wasn’t her fault.

What pissed her off was that even after the Sentinel tried to save her, she was still injured. If Gwen had done her job properly, none of this would have happened in the first place.

Was she an A-rank Sentinel? Why was she so weak?

Even Sentinels back at the Federation could protect her at the first sign of danger. Yet Gwen didn’t. She focused on slaying those creatures instead of staying by her side and protecting her.

She looked down at her arm. The bite wound where the creature’s teeth had sunk into her forearm hadn’t closed.

Guides and Sentinels healed faster than ordinary humans. Although not instantly, a single bite like this should have already stopped bleeding. Instead, dark veins were spreading outward from the wound in thin, branching lines, crawling toward her elbow.

Galithe knew what that meant. She had been corrupted by miasma. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

And to her horror, she understood belatedly what kind of creature had bitten her. As an S-rank Guide, she could purify Type 5 miasma from her own body within a couple of minutes if exposed directly. Lower-ranked Guides did it slower than S-rank Guides, and there were many cases where they couldn’t even purify themselves.

But Type 4 was different.

It behaved like an aggressive and ravenous parasite, actively consuming anything that was alive and had blood it came into contact with. Even purifying an infected Sentinel would take hours to reach ninety percent clearance.

What surprised her even more was that these creatures actually had Type 4 miasma in their teeth. They were a new species of corrupted monsters, and their levels should be higher than normal corrupted monsters inside a contaminated zone.

She needed to let the Federation know about this. If this was the case, they could find a vein of energy stone somewhere here.

But this was not the time to worry about anything else. She could feel the miasma slowly spread through her.

Then, she remembered. The Association has a new type of miasma blockers. It was the very thing the Federation had sent her there to steal in the first place. If she could get her hands on even one, it might buy her enough time to properly purify herself and get some immunity against these creatures.

She turned toward Zeke.

He hadn’t moved from where he crouched beside Gwen’s body. She assumed he was still tending to his wounded squad member and felt it was unfair. She was also injured, yet he didn’t even look her way or ask if she was okay!

However, when she got closer, she realized something. Gwen was dead!

Galithe didn’t feel anything about somebody else’s death. Only a slight pity that they couldn’t be more of use and protect her in this kind of dangerous situation. But what made her stop in her steps was that Zeke was grieving, as though he was wallowing over the loss of a subordinate.

She found this ridiculous. Leaders of military factions weren’t supposed to indulge in that kind of sentiment. There was no time to be grieving. If he became her paired Sentinel, she’d have to fix that, too. An emotionless Sentinel was more perfect in battle and protection than this.

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