Chapter 297: - 295 cases.
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When I raided a slum to get some eels, I was surrounded by a giggly old man and a bunch of nasty men. I summoned Sylphy, but it took a long time to negotiate, and Sylphy, who was in the middle of drinking, was in a dangerous mood. ......Hurry up, goofy old man!
The goofy old man, oblivious to my inner thoughts, leads me deeper into the slum. I can see a few people here and there, as if word has spread that the intruder has been quarantined in a group of disgusting people. Even though the life magic has helped to keep the place somewhat clean, it does not improve the condition of the clothes, which look dirty.
The condition of the houses also increased toward the back of the house, with more and more old houses and makeshift houses with stones and boards forcibly put up in the gaps between the stone houses. I wondered if the people in the slum would feel safer in the back of the houses.
After a ten-minute walk, we arrived at an obviously well-maintained house. A mansion in a slum? It seems strange to me, but I guess a great person in a slum deserves a mansion. In front of the mansion is a large plaza, giving it a very special feeling. This seems to be our destination.
"I'm sorry, brother, but I'm going to have to take that nasty hammer with me..."
In front of the building, a smiling old man held out his hand toward me. No, I would never let a total stranger touch my precious magic hammer.
"I'm not going to give up my weapon in a situation like this."
"You mean you don't trust your uncles? Or are you not confident in your treatment?"
The uncle who holds back the surrounding cronies who are making a fuss, smiling and laughing, and talks to me as if he were testing me.
"I'm confident in my treatment, but I don't think I have enough time to trust you guys.
"Maybe so, but the people in this room are very important to you. Can you honestly give me the hammer?"
I can't. But if we keep on struggling, time will pass meaninglessly. I glance at Sylphy, who seems to have calmed down to some extent now, but I think he'll get into a bad mood if I keep on complaining.
"Well, that's as far as I can go. If this doesn't work, then please forget we ever talked about this.
Pretending to store the magic hammer in the magic bag, he puts the magic hammer back in the pioneering tool.
"A magic bag, you have a good one. But that way I can attack as soon as I take it out, right?"
My cronies are screaming at me to leave my magic bag behind. If I leave my magic bag here, I'll never get it back. I think the crony's eyes are telling me to crack up. Is it my imagination?
"Yes, but if you try to attack, you'll be one move behind. I gave you that one move, so you have to be on your guard."
"Is that supposed to be a concession? This is the center of the slum, and your brother is in a very dangerous place, so I think it would be wise for you to speak with a little more thought.
The uncle who threatens you with a smile. If you go along with him too easily, you might get into trouble later on. Deene also said that we can't live in this world if we are too reserved, so I'm going to argue with her.
"I don't care what you think, but I'm not going to give in any longer. No matter how dangerous this place is, I'm good enough to get through it unscathed."
"Well, I don't understand you, big brother. I wouldn't say he's weak since he was holding that hammer so lightly, but he doesn't look like the type of strongman who can overcome the violence of numbers."
Rude! I feel like getting angry at him, but I don't know who gave him these tools, and he relies on his affinity with pioneering tools and spirits, so I can't help but feel that he doesn't have the air of a strong man. I'd be more pleased if he awakened his sleeping talent by moving to a different world.
"I don't care how I'm seen. I'm getting tired of it. Can I go home now?
What's so sad that I have to spend my vacation surrounded by a bunch of disgusting old men? I've summoned Sylphy too, and if things get worse, I'll summon everyone else and catch eels by myself. I'm traveling alone... I wanted to do some things on my own.
But if I summon Belle and the others, they'll want to play in King's Landing. They are not so selfish, so if I ask them to go back, they will go back, but they will be disappointed ...... and that will be sad. But they also want to have a night out. It's difficult.
I can't let them go home so easily. ......So here's what I'm going to do. I won't touch the magic bag in the house. If you need to take something out of the bag, you must do so with the permission and under the watchful eye of your uncle, away from the person you are treating. If you touch the magic bag without permission, we will attack you without question."
Since you are relying on the spirits, there is nothing wrong with not touching the magic bag. Just be careful not to touch the bag by accident.
"That's fine. Please show us the way.
****
"Well, let's just heal these guys and show us what we've got. There was a bit of a fight the other day and a lot of people are injured, so this is perfect.
I was a little puzzled by the well-kept house, which did not look like a slum, but Sylphy searched the building and assured me that there were no traps, so I went inside. As soon as I entered the room to which I was led, I was hit by a strong and unpleasant smell. It's not as bad as the smell of blood and sweat of a man ...... or of zombies, but it's still a bit of a mental attack.
And for the time being, it seems that there are other patients who are really interested in him. I don't know why they are cautious, but I don't like this atmosphere.
I don't ask for the luxury of a beautiful woman's treatment, but I wish the room was at least well-ventilated and airy. There are five men, looking bad, moaning on the beds with blood oozing everywhere.
I don't know who they are, but they must have been injured in some kind of a war. I summon Vita quickly to get out of the room as soon as possible. Moon might be able to heal her, but I don't want to summon her to a place this rinky-dink.
"Yuta, what's wrong?"
"Yuta has a hard time talking, so I'll explain it to him."
Sylphy was kind enough to explain the situation to Vita. Yes, it's embarrassing to whisper to myself in this situation, so that's a big help.
"Vita. I hope Deanne and the others have slowed down their drinking like I told them to before I left."
Huh? Sylphy, you're wrong. The first line is definitely not about drinking. And when he summoned her, he warned her to drink slowly before he came here. That's smart.
"Ha-ha! I know. I was drinking slowly. Yuta seems to be getting impatient so please explain the situation to him.
Vita softly corrected me. She started to explain in a slightly good mood, probably because she heard that Sylphy was also drinking slowly.
"......I see...I understand now. So we just have to treat the person Yuta wants?
Vita asked me and I responded by nodding my head.
"What's wrong? I'd be disappointed if you were confused by an injury of this magnitude."
The smiling man spoke to me as I didn't start the treatment. I want to say that I am not depressed because he is disappointed in me and that I don't care. But I think it would be better for the eel to get a good evaluation for the sake of future development.
"I'll start now."
"That's good to know. Oh, be careful, if you want to bring out the healing tools, you have to get the uncle's permission, or he will attack you.
Come to think of it, when you asked me if I was a medicine man, I didn't deny it. He said I didn't look like a strong man or a churchman. I guess that means I look like a regular guy. It's sad to get this reputation when you walk in carrying a big hammer.
"You don't need any tools. It will all be over soon.
Vita stood next to me as I approached the patient.
"Yuta, do you want to heal them one by one or all at once?"
...... It would be more surprising if we healed them all together, but overdoing it with too much flair is often a problem. Let's take the safe route and have them heal one by one.
（One at a time, please. (One at a time, pretending to chant, heal the person whose palm is facing you.)
"Yes, sir."
After a brief discussion in a whisper, he holds his right palm up to the patient in front of him and pretends to mutter a spell in a whisper. As I pause, Vita holds her right hand out to the patient, and a gentle light envelops the patient. A gentle light envelops the patient. I hear a voice of surprise. I guess they were surprised because I used magic when they thought I was a pharmacist. I feel a little better.
"I'm healed. I had a broken right hand and ribs, and all they did was put a splint on them, and if they hadn't done that, the bones would have caught in a funny way.
Already? Also, the injury was more serious than I thought. I'm afraid that even if the bones are broken, they will only give me proper treatment. If you fought in a war, you should be entitled to workman's compensation, right? Maybe even a simple treatment like putting a splint on the bone is treated favorably in the slum? If so, it's a scary world.
...... makes me even more scared, so let's just get the treatment over with. I move in front of the remaining four patients and ask Vita to heal them by holding up her hands one after another and pretending to chant. Since the ...... patients are cured, I think they should react more, but why do they look so glum?
"I'm cured."
Talking to a goofy uncle.
"I'm surprised that you can use recovery magic. You must have been a priest. But I don't like it when you say random things. Some of them had broken bones. It would be difficult to heal them completely without repeating the process several times. Or is it enough to cast a restorative spell once on a slum dweller? I'm used to being disrespected, but I'm not happy about being blatantly cut out of the process."
...... fractures can't be completely healed without repeating the restorative magic many times. That's why the patients didn't move. I don't know anything about restorative magic. He glances at Vita.
"I'm fine, I'm completely healed, but I didn't know about the effects of the priest's restorative magic. I'm sorry Yuta.
Vita looks unusually upset. If she didn't know, it's all right. Even Sylphy, who had been around the human world for a while, didn't know much about the Adventurers' Guild. I guess people aren't that much of a focus for the Great Spirit.
I tried to be less flashy for the time being and had them heal one by one, but it seemed to be in vain. It was a problem before that.
"I'm not a priest. And I didn't cut corners either. You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
I said my words, and the smirking uncle went to the patient's side.
"You guys say that your brother is cured, don't you? Let's check it out."
The patients start to move at the words of their giggly uncle, and the gruff men yell out in surprise. It's surreal that they don't seem to be getting any better as blood is smeared all over their clothes.
After checking on the men, the smug old man walks toward me with a serious look on his face. What is that sharp look in his eyes? I'm still more comfortable with the dour, goofy guy. .......
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When I raided a slum to get some eels, I was surrounded by a giggly old man and a bunch of nasty men. I summoned Sylphy, but it took a long time to negotiate, and Sylphy, who was in the middle of drinking, was in a dangerous mood. ......Hurry up, goofy old man!
The goofy old man, oblivious to my inner thoughts, leads me deeper into the slum. I can see a few people here and there, as if word has spread that the intruder has been quarantined in a group of disgusting people. Even though the life magic has helped to keep the place somewhat clean, it does not improve the condition of the clothes, which look dirty.
The condition of the houses also increased toward the back of the house, with more and more old houses and makeshift houses with stones and boards forcibly put up in the gaps between the stone houses. I wondered if the people in the slum would feel safer in the back of the houses.
After a ten-minute walk, we arrived at an obviously well-maintained house. A mansion in a slum? It seems strange to me, but I guess a great person in a slum deserves a mansion. In front of the mansion is a large plaza, giving it a very special feeling. This seems to be our destination.
"I'm sorry, brother, but I'm going to have to take that nasty hammer with me..."
In front of the building, a smiling old man held out his hand toward me. No, I would never let a total stranger touch my precious magic hammer.
"I'm not going to give up my weapon in a situation like this."
"You mean you don't trust your uncles? Or are you not confident in your treatment?"
The uncle who holds back the surrounding cronies who are making a fuss, smiling and laughing, and talks to me as if he were testing me.
"I'm confident in my treatment, but I don't think I have enough time to trust you guys.
"Maybe so, but the people in this room are very important to you. Can you honestly give me the hammer?"
I can't. But if we keep on struggling, time will pass meaninglessly. I glance at Sylphy, who seems to have calmed down to some extent now, but I think he'll get into a bad mood if I keep on complaining.
"Well, that's as far as I can go. If this doesn't work, then please forget we ever talked about this.
Pretending to store the magic hammer in the magic bag, he puts the magic hammer back in the pioneering tool.
"A magic bag, you have a good one. But that way I can attack as soon as I take it out, right?"
My cronies are screaming at me to leave my magic bag behind. If I leave my magic bag here, I'll never get it back. I think the crony's eyes are telling me to crack up. Is it my imagination?
"Yes, but if you try to attack, you'll be one move behind. I gave you that one move, so you have to be on your guard."
"Is that supposed to be a concession? This is the center of the slum, and your brother is in a very dangerous place, so I think it would be wise for you to speak with a little more thought.
The uncle who threatens you with a smile. If you go along with him too easily, you might get into trouble later on. Deene also said that we can't live in this world if we are too reserved, so I'm going to argue with her.
"I don't care what you think, but I'm not going to give in any longer. No matter how dangerous this place is, I'm good enough to get through it unscathed."
"Well, I don't understand you, big brother. I wouldn't say he's weak since he was holding that hammer so lightly, but he doesn't look like the type of strongman who can overcome the violence of numbers."
Rude! I feel like getting angry at him, but I don't know who gave him these tools, and he relies on his affinity with pioneering tools and spirits, so I can't help but feel that he doesn't have the air of a strong man. I'd be more pleased if he awakened his sleeping talent by moving to a different world.
"I don't care how I'm seen. I'm getting tired of it. Can I go home now?
What's so sad that I have to spend my vacation surrounded by a bunch of disgusting old men? I've summoned Sylphy too, and if things get worse, I'll summon everyone else and catch eels by myself. I'm traveling alone... I wanted to do some things on my own.
But if I summon Belle and the others, they'll want to play in King's Landing. They are not so selfish, so if I ask them to go back, they will go back, but they will be disappointed ...... and that will be sad. But they also want to have a night out. It's difficult.
I can't let them go home so easily. ......So here's what I'm going to do. I won't touch the magic bag in the house. If you need to take something out of the bag, you must do so with the permission and under the watchful eye of your uncle, away from the person you are treating. If you touch the magic bag without permission, we will attack you without question."
Since you are relying on the spirits, there is nothing wrong with not touching the magic bag. Just be careful not to touch the bag by accident.
"That's fine. Please show us the way.
****
"Well, let's just heal these guys and show us what we've got. There was a bit of a fight the other day and a lot of people are injured, so this is perfect.
I was a little puzzled by the well-kept house, which did not look like a slum, but Sylphy searched the building and assured me that there were no traps, so I went inside. As soon as I entered the room to which I was led, I was hit by a strong and unpleasant smell. It's not as bad as the smell of blood and sweat of a man ...... or of zombies, but it's still a bit of a mental attack.
And for the time being, it seems that there are other patients who are really interested in him. I don't know why they are cautious, but I don't like this atmosphere.
I don't ask for the luxury of a beautiful woman's treatment, but I wish the room was at least well-ventilated and airy. There are five men, looking bad, moaning on the beds with blood oozing everywhere.
I don't know who they are, but they must have been injured in some kind of a war. I summon Vita quickly to get out of the room as soon as possible. Moon might be able to heal her, but I don't want to summon her to a place this rinky-dink.
"Yuta, what's wrong?"
"Yuta has a hard time talking, so I'll explain it to him."
Sylphy was kind enough to explain the situation to Vita. Yes, it's embarrassing to whisper to myself in this situation, so that's a big help.
"Vita. I hope Deanne and the others have slowed down their drinking like I told them to before I left."
Huh? Sylphy, you're wrong. The first line is definitely not about drinking. And when he summoned her, he warned her to drink slowly before he came here. That's smart.
"Ha-ha! I know. I was drinking slowly. Yuta seems to be getting impatient so please explain the situation to him.
Vita softly corrected me. She started to explain in a slightly good mood, probably because she heard that Sylphy was also drinking slowly.
"......I see...I understand now. So we just have to treat the person Yuta wants?
Vita asked me and I responded by nodding my head.
"What's wrong? I'd be disappointed if you were confused by an injury of this magnitude."
The smiling man spoke to me as I didn't start the treatment. I want to say that I am not depressed because he is disappointed in me and that I don't care. But I think it would be better for the eel to get a good evaluation for the sake of future development.
"I'll start now."
"That's good to know. Oh, be careful, if you want to bring out the healing tools, you have to get the uncle's permission, or he will attack you.
Come to think of it, when you asked me if I was a medicine man, I didn't deny it. He said I didn't look like a strong man or a churchman. I guess that means I look like a regular guy. It's sad to get this reputation when you walk in carrying a big hammer.
"You don't need any tools. It will all be over soon.
Vita stood next to me as I approached the patient.
"Yuta, do you want to heal them one by one or all at once?"
...... It would be more surprising if we healed them all together, but overdoing it with too much flair is often a problem. Let's take the safe route and have them heal one by one.
（One at a time, please. (One at a time, pretending to chant, heal the person whose palm is facing you.)
"Yes, sir."
After a brief discussion in a whisper, he holds his right palm up to the patient in front of him and pretends to mutter a spell in a whisper. As I pause, Vita holds her right hand out to the patient, and a gentle light envelops the patient. A gentle light envelops the patient. I hear a voice of surprise. I guess they were surprised because I used magic when they thought I was a pharmacist. I feel a little better.
"I'm healed. I had a broken right hand and ribs, and all they did was put a splint on them, and if they hadn't done that, the bones would have caught in a funny way.
Already? Also, the injury was more serious than I thought. I'm afraid that even if the bones are broken, they will only give me proper treatment. If you fought in a war, you should be entitled to workman's compensation, right? Maybe even a simple treatment like putting a splint on the bone is treated favorably in the slum? If so, it's a scary world.
...... makes me even more scared, so let's just get the treatment over with. I move in front of the remaining four patients and ask Vita to heal them by holding up her hands one after another and pretending to chant. Since the ...... patients are cured, I think they should react more, but why do they look so glum?
"I'm cured."
Talking to a goofy uncle.
"I'm surprised that you can use recovery magic. You must have been a priest. But I don't like it when you say random things. Some of them had broken bones. It would be difficult to heal them completely without repeating the process several times. Or is it enough to cast a restorative spell once on a slum dweller? I'm used to being disrespected, but I'm not happy about being blatantly cut out of the process."
...... fractures can't be completely healed without repeating the restorative magic many times. That's why the patients didn't move. I don't know anything about restorative magic. He glances at Vita.
"I'm fine, I'm completely healed, but I didn't know about the effects of the priest's restorative magic. I'm sorry Yuta.
Vita looks unusually upset. If she didn't know, it's all right. Even Sylphy, who had been around the human world for a while, didn't know much about the Adventurers' Guild. I guess people aren't that much of a focus for the Great Spirit.
I tried to be less flashy for the time being and had them heal one by one, but it seemed to be in vain. It was a problem before that.
"I'm not a priest. And I didn't cut corners either. You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
I said my words, and the smirking uncle went to the patient's side.
"You guys say that your brother is cured, don't you? Let's check it out."
The patients start to move at the words of their giggly uncle, and the gruff men yell out in surprise. It's surreal that they don't seem to be getting any better as blood is smeared all over their clothes.
After checking on the men, the smug old man walks toward me with a serious look on his face. What is that sharp look in his eyes? I'm still more comfortable with the dour, goofy guy. .......
When I raided a slum to get some eels, I was surrounded by a giggly old man and a bunch of nasty men. I summoned Sylphy, but it took a long time to negotiate, and Sylphy, who was in the middle of drinking, was in a dangerous mood. ......Hurry up, goofy old man!The goofy old man, oblivious to my inner thoughts, leads me deeper into the slum. I can see a few people here and there, as if word has spread that the intruder has been quarantined in a group of disgusting people. Even though the life magic has helped to keep the place somewhat clean, it does not improve the condition of the clothes, which look dirty.The condition of the houses also increased toward the back of the house, with more and more old houses and makeshift houses with stones and boards forcibly put up in the gaps between the stone houses. I wondered if the people in the slum would feel safer in the back of the houses.After a ten-minute walk, we arrived at an obviously well-maintained house. A mansion in a slum?It seems strange to me, but I guess a great person in a slum deserves a mansion.In front of the mansion is a large plaza, giving it a very special feeling. This seems to be our destination."I'm sorry, brother, but I'm going to have to take that nasty hammer with me..."In front of the building, a smiling old man held out his hand toward me. No, I would never let a total stranger touch my precious magic hammer."I'm not going to give up my weapon in a situation like this.""You mean you don't trust your uncles?Or are you not confident in your treatment?"The uncle who holds back the surrounding cronies who are making a fuss, smiling and laughing, and talks to me as if he were testing me."I'm confident in my treatment, but I don't think I have enough time to trust you guys."Maybe so, but the people in this room are very important to you. Can you honestly give me the hammer?"I can't. But if we keep on struggling, time will pass meaninglessly. I glance at Sylphy, who seems to have calmed down to some extent now, but I think he'll get into a bad mood if I keep on complaining."Well, that's as far as I can go. If this doesn't work, then please forget we ever talked about this.Pretending to store the magic hammer in the magic bag, he puts the magic hammer back in the pioneering tool."A magic bag, you have a good one. But that way I can attack as soon as I take it out, right?"My cronies are screaming at me to leave my magic bag behind. If I leave my magic bag here, I'll never get it back. I think the crony's eyes are telling me to crack up. Is it my imagination?"Yes, but if you try to attack, you'll be one move behind. I gave you that one move, so you have to be on your guard.""Is that supposed to be a concession?This is the center of the slum, and your brother is in a very dangerous place, so I think it would be wise for you to speak with a little more thought.The uncle who threatens you with a smile. If you go along with him too easily, you might get into trouble later on. Deene also said that we can't live in this world if we are too reserved, so I'm going to argue with her."I don't care what you think, but I'm not going to give in any longer. No matter how dangerous this place is, I'm good enough to get through it unscathed.""Well, I don't understand you, big brother. I wouldn't say he's weak since he was holding that hammer so lightly, but he doesn't look like the type of strongman who can overcome the violence of numbers."Rude! I feel like getting angry at him, but I don't know who gave him these tools, and he relies on his affinity with pioneering tools and spirits, so I can't help but feel that he doesn't have the air of a strong man. I'd be more pleased if he awakened his sleeping talent by moving to a different world."I don't care how I'm seen. I'm getting tired of it. Can I go home now?What's so sad that I have to spend my vacation surrounded by a bunch of disgusting old men? I've summoned Sylphy too, and if things get worse, I'll summon everyone else and catch eels by myself. I'm traveling alone... I wanted to do some things on my own.But if I summon Belle and the others, they'll want to play in King's Landing. They are not so selfish, so if I ask them to go back, they will go back, but they will be disappointed ...... and that will be sad. But they also want to have a night out. It's difficult.I can't let them go home so easily. ......So here's what I'm going to do. I won't touch the magic bag in the house. If you need to take something out of the bag, you must do so with the permission and under the watchful eye of your uncle, away from the person you are treating. If you touch the magic bag without permission, we will attack you without question."Since you are relying on the spirits, there is nothing wrong with not touching the magic bag. Just be careful not to touch the bag by accident."That's fine. Please show us the way.****"Well, let's just heal these guys and show us what we've got. There was a bit of a fight the other day and a lot of people are injured, so this is perfect.I was a little puzzled by the well-kept house, which did not look like a slum, but Sylphy searched the building and assured me that there were no traps, so I went inside. As soon as I entered the room to which I was led, I was hit by a strong and unpleasant smell. It's not as bad as the smell of blood and sweat of a man ...... or of zombies, but it's still a bit of a mental attack.And for the time being, it seems that there are other patients who are really interested in him. I don't know why they are cautious, but I don't like this atmosphere.I don't ask for the luxury of a beautiful woman's treatment, but I wish the room was at least well-ventilated and airy. There are five men, looking bad, moaning on the beds with blood oozing everywhere.I don't know who they are, but they must have been injured in some kind of a war. I summon Vita quickly to get out of the room as soon as possible. Moon might be able to heal her, but I don't want to summon her to a place this rinky-dink."Yuta, what's wrong?""Yuta has a hard time talking, so I'll explain it to him."Sylphy was kind enough to explain the situation to Vita. Yes, it's embarrassing to whisper to myself in this situation, so that's a big help."Vita. I hope Deanne and the others have slowed down their drinking like I told them to before I left."Huh?Sylphy, you're wrong. The first line is definitely not about drinking. And when he summoned her, he warned her to drink slowly before he came here. That's smart."Ha-ha! I know. I was drinking slowly. Yuta seems to be getting impatient so please explain the situation to him.Vita softly corrected me. She started to explain in a slightly good mood, probably because she heard that Sylphy was also drinking slowly."......I see...I understand now. So we just have to treat the person Yuta wants?Vita asked me and I responded by nodding my head."What's wrong?I'd be disappointed if you were confused by an injury of this magnitude."The smiling man spoke to me as I didn't start the treatment. I want to say that I am not depressed because he is disappointed in me and that I don't care. But I think it would be better for the eel to get a good evaluation for the sake of future development."I'll start now.""That's good to know. Oh, be careful, if you want to bring out the healing tools, you have to get the uncle's permission, or he will attack you.Come to think of it, when you asked me if I was a medicine man, I didn't deny it. He said I didn't look like a strong man or a churchman. I guess that means I look like a regular guy. It's sad to get this reputation when you walk in carrying a big hammer."You don't need any tools. It will all be over soon.Vita stood next to me as I approached the patient."Yuta, do you want to heal them one by one or all at once?"...... It would be more surprising if we healed them all together, but overdoing it with too much flair is often a problem. Let's take the safe route and have them heal one by one.One at a time, please. One at a time, pretending to chant, heal the person whose palm is facing you."Yes, sir."After a brief discussion in a whisper, he holds his right palm up to the patient in front of him and pretends to mutter a spell in a whisper. As I pause, Vita holds her right hand out to the patient, and a gentle light envelops the patient. A gentle light envelops the patient. I hear a voice of surprise. I guess they were surprised because I used magic when they thought I was a pharmacist. I feel a little better."I'm healed. I had a broken right hand and ribs, and all they did was put a splint on them, and if they hadn't done that, the bones would have caught in a funny way.Already?Also, the injury was more serious than I thought. I'm afraid that even if the bones are broken, they will only give me proper treatment. If you fought in a war, you should be entitled to workman's compensation, right? Maybe even a simple treatment like putting a splint on the bone is treated favorably in the slum?If so, it's a scary world....... makes me even more scared, so let's just get the treatment over with. I move in front of the remaining four patients and ask Vita to heal them by holding up her hands one after another and pretending to chant. Since the ...... patients are cured, I think they should react more, but why do they look so glum?"I'm cured."Talking to a goofy uncle."I'm surprised that you can use recovery magic. You must have been a priest. But I don't like it when you say random things. Some of them had broken bones. It would be difficult to heal them completely without repeating the process several times. Or is it enough to cast a restorative spell once on a slum dweller?I'm used to being disrespected, but I'm not happy about being blatantly cut out of the process."...... fractures can't be completely healed without repeating the restorative magic many times. That's why the patients didn't move. I don't know anything about restorative magic. He glances at Vita."I'm fine, I'm completely healed, but I didn't know about the effects of the priest's restorative magic. I'm sorry Yuta.Vita looks unusually upset. If she didn't know, it's all right. Even Sylphy, who had been around the human world for a while, didn't know much about the Adventurers' Guild. I guess people aren't that much of a focus for the Great Spirit.I tried to be less flashy for the time being and had them heal one by one, but it seemed to be in vain. It was a problem before that."I'm not a priest. And I didn't cut corners either. You wouldn't believe me if I told you.I said my words, and the smirking uncle went to the patient's side."You guys say that your brother is cured, don't you? Let's check it out."The patients start to move at the words of their giggly uncle, and the gruff men yell out in surprise. It's surreal that they don't seem to be getting any better as blood is smeared all over their clothes.After checking on the men, the smug old man walks toward me with a serious look on his face. What is that sharp look in his eyes? I'm still more comfortable with the dour, goofy guy. .......
