57 Appearance & Truth 1 (2/2)

But if Lecter is going to the infirmary, it's my job to get there. Apparently there was an accident during today's training.

Fortunately, being stared at and hated doesn't mean you're going to do harm.

And when I followed Lecter behind me in a bit of a panic, the wounded man was in the middle of a fuss.

”I hate it! I don't want to cut it! Do something about it! Isn't that what you do? Anyway, I hate it!

”Even if you say that, it's too deep! You almost crushed your arm! Even if you force me to connect, I won't be able to put it back together. It won't move anyway. In that case, the prosthesis is much more convenient. I'm using a precious painkiller potion. Cut it off.”

”No! Absolutely not!!

Yeah, I figured it out. I saw the injured man from behind Lecter.

The head of the infirmary looked at me like that and said, ”Why are you here? He looked at me, but it was in front of the general, so he didn't say it, he just stared at me.

And now that I know, I wanted to heal. It's a pity that you're still young to cut yourself.

If you don't have to hang up, there is no one to lose. Probably. Medical chief pride? What's so good about that?

And I thought it would be okay for Lecter to smile at me, and from behind Lecter,

”Then I'll fix it.”

That's what I said.

The infirmary chief immediately said, ”What is this guy?”, but the injured person was desperately shaped like, ”Please! Instead of disagreeing with Lecter, he took me to the injured person, so I decided to cure him on the spot.

Let's get this over with and get out of here.

”Yes, put your arms out!”

Hmm, it's getting pretty tough. But...

Magically grip the wound, popopoy.

It's a much easier task than repairing an instant death wound.

But seeing my broken arm go back to a beautiful one, and everybody on the spot, except Lecter, was surprised to open their mouth, which means nobody here really believed me to be a ”saint” until then...

No, I didn't believe it.

Ah, the sorrow of my majesty...

But one of those things quickly spread to the whole castle with surprise, and after that, my ”healing” skills were largely no longer in doubt.

Hmm, it was so important to show it.

Well, ”Eh, was it true you said you were a saint!? You didn't look like that at all! Are you sure?”

I can't go there anymore.

However, since I saw it with my own eyes, it seems that the medical department manager who decided to recognize the ability of ”healing” even though he did not say ”Virgin”, he secretly apologized for his attitude until now.

No, I didn't complain directly, so I'm fine.

Rather, I'm sorry for ruining the image of the ”Virgin” that I admired...