Chapter 19

After spending the night at the "Bearded Dwarf Inn," Reda and Mina exchanged greetings with the innkeeper Riggs and had breakfast with his only daughter, Maylin, before heading to the guild early in the morning.

Initially, when Riggs offered to take care of Mina, and Maylin was happy to have her stay, Mina herself wished to stay with Reda, so they brought her along.

"Good morning, Mr. Dixon. Good morning, Mina."

"Good morning."

"...Good morning."

The same receptionist from yesterday spotted them from behind the counter and hurried over to greet them.

"We already had the injured prepared at the guild. So, um, is it really okay to treat them for free?"

"Already!? Ah, yes, of course there's no need to pay for the treatment."

Reda was surprised to hear that the injured were already prepared.

The fact that there were injured people so early in the morning meant they had been there since yesterday.

(If that's the case, they should have told me yesterday.)

The guild probably couldn't bring themselves to ask.

They were likely unsure how much Reda would charge or if he would really do it for free.

"I'm relieved to hear that. Most of them couldn't afford the healer's fees, so they had no one to treat their injuries."

"...That's..."

"I don't want to say this, but there are healers in this town, but they are far from kind."

(Not being able to get treatment because they can't pay? What kind of joke is this? What are healers for?)

"The guild has been using potions for emergency treatment, but there are just too many people."

"...Too many people?"

"Yes. About thirty injured people are waiting for you, Mr. Dixon."

"---Thirty people!? There's no guarantee I can heal everyone!?"

"We understand that. However, the guild couldn't decide who to prioritize."

(I can't decide either!)

He wanted to scream out loud, but he managed to swallow it to avoid looking too pathetic in front of Mina.

"Anyway, let's hurry to the injured. We need to start the treatment as soon as possible."

"Thank you! This way, please."

"Mina, let's go."

"Okay!"

Holding Mina's hand, they followed the receptionist.

As they climbed the stairs to the second floor, they smelled blood.

"...This is..."

And then they saw a scene that made them doubt their eyes.

"...So many injured people."

Mina was also stunned by the sight before her.

"We've placed the relatively minor injuries in the hallway and the more serious ones in the rooms. We don't know the extent of your healing magic, so there are some severe cases. Who would you like to treat first?"

"Who to treat first...?"

Reda couldn't hide his confusion.

He had been told there were thirty injured, but there were actually more. He estimated there were about fifty.

He had been an adventurer like them, but he had never seen so many injured people at once.

"Hey, are you the healer?"

Just then, a man grabbed his arm.

"No, I'm not a healer—"

He couldn't finish his sentence.

The man's clothes and skin were covered in blood, but he was standing steadily, so it wasn't his own.

"Please, please, help my wife! Help my wife!"

"Try to calm down."

"I can't pay for the treatment because I have no money. But I'll swear my loyalty to you, I'll do anything, even die if you ask! Please save my wife!"

It was impossible for him to calm down.

The man pointed to a woman lying on a makeshift bed in the room.

Her abdomen was torn open and covered in blood.

"---Ugh"

She wasn't the only one.

The room was filled with people with similar severe injuries.

Young Mina couldn't bear to look at the suffering people.

(This is the scene. At least she's not vomiting... I'm worried about Mina, but I have to do what I have to do.)

"Please calm down. I'll start the treatment now, I promise!"

"Sorry, I couldn't help it."

"It's okay. Mina, I have something important to do now. So—"

"It's okay. I'll be quiet and watch over you."

With a clear voice, Mina nodded, and Reda headed to the man's wife.

"This is bad."

The woman was unconscious, and her skin was ashen, as if she had already died.

He leaned in close to her mouth and heard a faint breath.

(If only they had told me sooner... but I can't say that.)

The guild's situation and Reda's situation were different.

If Reda hadn't come to this town, some people would have just waited to die.

(Let's hope I can save her now.)

"I'm starting—Heal!"

He poured all his magic power into the healing spell.

The woman was enveloped in a soft light.

The changes were immediate.

"Oh... No way..."

"This is amazing."

The woman's husband and the receptionist were wide-eyed.

The woman's torn abdomen began to close rapidly.

"This isn't just a simple healing spell. It's an advanced healing spell, greater than a major healing spell!"

He heard the amazed voice but didn't have the time to react.

When the light faded, the woman was breathing steadily, her abdomen closed.

"Excuse me."

"Yes! What is it!?"

"I don't have medical knowledge, so I'm not sure if she's fully healed. Can you check?"

"No, that's not necessary. I have some medical knowledge, so I can tell. She's fine now."

The people with minor injuries and their companions and families burst into cheers.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you so much!"

The woman's husband clung to Reda's knees and sobbed.

"Mr. Reda, your healing magic is—"

"Let's talk later. Next person!"

Interrupting the receptionist, Reda turned to the next injured person.

Feeling more confident after healing the severely injured, he decided to start with those with deep wounds.

"Next, please help this one!"

"Heal my husband!"

"Please, my wife is dying!"

"Save my sister!"

The families of the injured people shouted, begging Reda for treatment.

He wanted to respond to every voice, but all he could do was heal each person carefully.

Mina watched him intently, never taking her eyes off him, as if burning his heroic figure into her memory.

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That day, Reda treated thirty-five people, and there were no deaths.