555 POOR MAN’S VERSION

"AH, SO it's true that Your Royal Highness is rude."

"I can't be nice to the person who did this to my precious hand, can I?" Neoma said, smiling while showing the young man her right hand. "You fucking piece of shit."

"Why are you complaining?" the young man asked, shrugging. "It's already healing even though you can't use your divine power on this island."

That was right.

Her divine power and Moonglow weren't working.

[That's why my barrier is also weaker than usual. If I have my Moonglow, that bastard wouldn't have broken my barrier with a dagger laced with poisonous Darkness.]

Thankfully, her Roseheart Blood was also capable of purifying Darkness– and it worked its magic before her condition got worse. First, her Roseheart Blood numbed the pain in her hand. Then it began purifying the poisonous Darkness that entered her body.

And now, her hand was as good as new.