Chapter 212 (1/2)
Chapter 212
Upon learning of Hebaron’s injury, Max’s eyes widened in shock Just hearing about the monster’s curse was terrible in itself
“Th-then…is there no way to heal the wound?”
“Divineas he scratched his disheveled hair “Don’t worry too hts will have reached Ethylene by now, and the high priest there will take care of Sir Nirta”
“W-what about everyone else? Are they alright? Riftan…”
“Sir Calypse is so robust that I’ him leashed The others are fine”
He cut her off and replied in a dry tone, but Max was eager to know the details “W-When I found out that you and everyone else were trapped in Louiebell… I was really worried Hoas everyone doing there, being trapped for h-how many months…”
“I’d like to explain it in more detail, but there isn’t much time” Ruth turned her toward the barracks with a difficult expression “The knights will soon leave with the asses to discuss before they leave”
“Ca- Sir Caron… will he stay here too?”
“No, ill only be left with a royal wizard froed his te headache “If Sir Karon finds out about this, he will definitely insist on taking the lady back to Levan, whatever it takes Then, until they leave, try to stay out of sight”
Max nodded deteret it Until Whedon’s troops leave… I won’t be leaving my s-station”
Suddenly Ruth turned to look at her piercingly “Can you really live in such poor conditions?”
“It’s not a problem at all A-all the other priestesses can do it… so can I too”
Ruth looked coed clothes “But, m’lady is…”
He wanted to coain froht couess so, no one would notice that you are the daughter of a duke when you look like that”
Max conteure out if he was insulting or co her, but the wizard turned to leave before she could say anything
“Then, I’ll coo outside your tent if possible”
He warned her sternly as he walked away through the trees, leaving Max sulking on her way back to her tent
The Knights of Whedon left with a handful of soldiers and wagons laden with food and supplies As soon as they left, Ruth immediately set out to treat the wounded and a handsoeted those with serious injuries and applied healing o potion to those ere in better condition The priests also used their divinethis, Max felt incredibly inept She had broken her back working, boiling herbs,out the yellow pus every day in an attempt to heal the fallen men However, in just half a day after Ruth joined, a third of the patients had fully recovered RutThe wizard couldn’t help but laugh at her expense, seeing the dejection plastered all over her face
“I am one of the ten best wizards in the West It is an insult to co who has only recently started learningyourself miserable with these pointless comparisons The lady did her best If it weren’t for you and the other priestesses, half of them would have already died They are all stable and alive thanks to you”
Despite his attempt to comfort her, Max didn’t feel better She wished that even if she couldn’t be as skilled as Ruth, she could at least have a larger mana pool that didn’t drain so easily Meanwhile, she had to help with the burial of six soldiers whose conditions see There was nothing she could have done: by the ti at soht However, she couldn’t help but feel racked with guilt, if only she used her ic the day before, thenwith frustration at her own incohteen-year-old soldier in a secluded corner of the ruined fortress with a solemn heavy heart As she shoveled the dirt over the boy’s body, she remembered Medrick’s words, that a healer’s life will be filled with frustrations and sufferings
“Is there… a way to increase e pot of boiling water, Max and Ruth o roots, herbs, and honey The ht a handful of purple lizards, looked at her when she popped the question and she added in a slightly softer tone, trying not to reveal her desperation
“If my m-mana pool increases… I will be able to helpa lot”
Max frowned at his dry answer “Please l-listen to ic… it will also help reduce your burden, Ruth”
“M’lady” Ruth responded with a bored look as he extracted off the goo on the lizards’ skin in a sress Don’t rush tooit will only strain your body”
But Max wasn’t going to give up there She doggedly pushed her questions into hi… that the wizards in the Wizard Tower use?”
Just as Ruth frowned and was about to lecture her again, the priestess named Nora, whom Max had become acquainted with, came inside the tent and rushed towards Max
“Sister Max, I think Sir Lloyd’s wound has reopened Could you take a look?”
Max quickly set the vial in her hand aside and followed the priestess The tent housing the sick and injured smells of pus and blood, brined in the hu of the patients, the smell of the sick would not disappear As they walked to the corner of the large tent, she saw a large stain of blood pooling on the soldier’s back Max leaned over and examined the wound and frowned at what she saw: the stitches were opened due to the soldier forcing toeyes
“I told you… you shouldn’t ht it would be fine, since I have felt so rievous face With a clean cloth, Max carefully wiped away the blood from the wound Ruth, who followed her, peered at her over her shoulders, then took a seat next to her, gently pushi+ng her away
“Please pass me the tweezers It would be better to reic than stitch it back up”