The Chosen of Helment

Chapter 6

Alfred is a bit enthralled with such beauty for a few seconds, "Uh ... yeah, yeah, sure. You must be the one the Administrator ordered to heal my teammate." I am satisfied and I smile unconsciously at Alfred for having considered me his partner so easily; he gives me a thumbs up as he addresses her again, "Please take good care of him, he is a person who promises a lot."

The lady answers him with great arrogance, "There's no need to worry, I know very well what I'm doing." She puts her delicate hand on my head, and the lights appear from a portal through which we disappear.

We reappear in what more than a nursing room appears to be a torture room, I find myself secured with shackles on my feet, arms and neck, in addition to being gagged with leather ribbons on my torso.

Seeing myself in this situation I can't help asking, "What place is this ?! This doesn't look like an infirmary at all!” My tone is one of utter concern.

She shows a malicious smile. In her hand she holds a piece of leather and brings it closer to my mouth, forcibly introducing it, "Bite hard this is going to hurt."

Then she gives a strong tug on my arm making the bone take its place of origin, I moan terribly with indescribable pain as I twist uncontrollably.

I almost lost consciousness due to the intense suffering that was even greater than when the giant broke it.

I spit out the piece of leather that I nearly pierced with the force of my bite, "But what kind of doctor or healer are you!" I claim furiously, "You almost made me pass out from the pain! Don't you have some spell, posima or whatever for pain ?!"

"Yes, in fact I have several potions and spells for it" She gives her answer with a calm tone as if nothing had happened here.

She gave him a dirty look, "And then why didn't you use them !?" I shouted very upset.

She raises her eyebrows, "Well, because if it were like that, it wouldn't have fun at all. If I do not see my patient suffer, I do not feel comfortable.” She affirms eloquently with a terrifying smile.

I swallow hard. I think I've fallen into the hands of a serial killer! If I get out of here alive it will be a miracle!" I think very scared.

At that precise moment she places her hands on my arm and begins to recite an incantation in a language that I had never heard before and then is when my agony really begins.

At first I can practically feel like my arm will be ripped off, but after the most terrible 15 seconds of my existence, the pain is reduced to the point that all the swelling and black bruises in the area disappear completely.

When she finish I feel very relieved, almost like I was in paradise and I really do not claim or thank her for the medical care provided.

"It's ready, all good to be able to be break up again." She tells me with her sick and unhinged smile.

She frees me from my bonds.

In these moments I practically kill her with my eyes with a desire to tighten her neck that no one can imagine, I stand up and my anger is present again for the way in which she enjoyed torturing me.

"Please can you send me back now, I don't want to be in this place or with you for another second."

She lets out a mocking smile that makes my blood boil, "Why do you say those things, when we just had a lot of fun? Isn't that right?” She raises an eyebrow, "At least it was like that for me. Seeing the suffering in your eyes was something truly wonderful."

I just stay silent, clenching my fists, I stare at her with murderous eyes and sigh deeply trying to reassure myself, "Well, I didn't have any fun at all; So please get me out of here."

"Well if that's what you want, we'll be right back then." She replies with disappointment in her gaze.

She places her hand on my forehead and the portal immediately appears, leading us back to the rest room in a blink.

Immediately I find myself back, I walk away without even saying goodbye or looking at her face, "The Administrator is a sadist and she is even worse than he ... Is there no one here who is sane !?" I am burning with anger.

After having moved a few meters away, I hear her voice behind me. "Goodbye Iran, I hope to see you soon."

I accelerate my steps without answering her, I hear her laugh slightly and out of the corner of my eye I see that she disappears in the same way that she came.

I walk around the place looking for Alfred , I think a little about what an ex-cop with an always reasonable thought like my partner would do, I go straight to check the rooms with armors and in fact I find him examining a very simple model without any reinforcement, it appears to be quite light because of the way in which he easily swings it up and down checking its weight.

When I approach a little and just before speaking to him he notices my presence, "Oooh, but look who's coming around ... the gallant of the game hehe ..."

I do nothing but smile."My friend, if being a gallant as you say means having to go through the suffering that that crazy woman just put me through, better leave me unpopular as always." I say with certainty as my hand rest on his shoulder.

"What?! Really?! And I thought she was an angel." He expresses himself very surprise, "But what did she do to you?" He looks at me in disbelief.

I take a deep breath, put my hands on my waist, and look to the ground, recalling the agonizing experience, I respond with great drama, "She treated the injury without any type of anesthesia or something so that I wouldn't feel pain, because she says that if he doesn't see me suffer, it's not fun."

Alfred looks at me in amazement, "Is true, this place is full of madness, and we are puppets of his work." He shakes his head. He pauses and begins to speak enthusiastically as usual, "Here, it's your size and is very light, perfectly according to your ability," He assures me by putting the armor in front of me.

"Incredible, you are very attentive, I appreciate it very much!" I comment while I try it on, "And it looks great on me!" I say very satisfied while I observe myself and move easily, "And which on is yours?"

He turns around and takes a multi-veneer, and a similarly reinforced helmet with hornes, only his eyes can be seen through a sheet with multiple holes.

"Hehe, you know what you look like, right?" He makes me laugh when I see him as a Viking.

Very proud he begins to make poses and combat movements, "I've always had some admiration for the well-known Vikings' fighting skills. And well if now I have the possibility of being like one, then I will take advantage of it."

At that moment the strong voice of someone from outside is heard the voicd expresses in a challenging tone, "Come here band of weaklings and show that you are worthy of being here!"