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"That's amazing..."

"It's true..."

He grumbles as he sees the Lord who went next to me, Mr. Mishrina and Mr. Claudia, into the great crowd of the undead.

The Lord, who set up the assault, slaughtered and abandoned without any cowardice against the large crowd, and where the Lord ran through, the bodies rolled one after the other.

Given the power of the Lord, it is only natural to be able to do so.

"Then let us decide to do what we can"

"Yes, I am prepared to accept those who have fled"

From now on, the people the Lord has helped will come into an avalanche here.

It's people fleeing the undead, but within a few dozen minutes that undead will all be crusaded by three hands, so they won't have to flee.

So we decide to treat the people who have fled on this occasion.

I don't have a problem with the extent of the plunder wound, but if I'm attacked by the undead, I'm undead myself. In that case, you will need to purify the curse by purifying magic as soon as possible. Both I and Mr Mishrina can use it, so it should be treated as soon as possible.

And besides the injuries from the attack from the undead, there are also injuries of falling or frustrating in the midst of escape.

You'll also need to take care of that kind of injury.

"But all we can do now is embrace those who have fled."

"No, you can't treat me in an unhygienic place like this."

"... what are you going to do?

Mr. Claudia will come looking at me with surprise.

Now you're wondering what I'm going to do because I just saw the Lord's insane crusade.

I'm not going to do anything special or crazy.

Magically use the surrounding stones and ground to make a cabin. The cabin is cleaned with water magic so that it can also accept the injured, and the internal air is transformed into a clean object with wind magic.

This won't be a problem in terms of hygiene either.

"Thank you. I don't think it's a problem to accept the wounded."

Part of the lead population arrived when other items that seemed to be needed for treatment were removed from the storage ring and ready.

"This is..."

A cabin that I could suddenly do before I escaped. You'll have no choice but to be suspicious.

But they had to stop.

"Is anyone hurt? If you need treatment, please move to the cabin in the back. If you need a break, I will prepare drinks, etc., so please rest here and go."

"It's the maid."

In front of the cabin was Mr. Sylvia standing dressed in maid clothes.

I had to stop for the difference that there were already a number of drinks available on a table placed nearby, with maids standing on the battlefield.

"Go ahead."

"Oh, thank you"

I am receiving a brewed cup of beverage given to me by an adventurer who was relieved of tension by Mr. Sylvia's smile.

"We also have a light meal to eat, so take a break"

"Thanks"

The adventurer, who gets a drink and a meal, calms his hips nearby as he walks flirtatiously when the fatigue he was fleeing suddenly shows up.

Get drinks and meals from maids.

He seems confused by the responses he doesn't normally get to taste.

"How about you guys?

I was tired because everyone was running away.

I didn't envisage this situation, but it's a simple meal I prepared in advance that you would need to distribute food free of charge if you needed it.

"Oh, give it to me too!

I was hungry.

Give the pusher a tequila, a drink and food to go.

"Um..."

"May I, too?"

Wizard and swordsman female adventurer combination.

We are both about to receive a meal while the swordsman protects us from the men around us.

"This one's for women, too."

I'm giving you two wet towels.

Even though I'm an adventurer coming to battlefield like this, it doesn't change that I'm a woman, so I guess I'm giving it away because I want it to be a little cleaner.

Two female adventurers thank you and leave.

The people who are just tired decide to leave it to Mr. Sylvia to see if I have anyone injured and go.

"Ha, help me..."

A worn out adventurer.

I can't help but get dirty all over my body, but the problem is that there are signs of bites on my arms and feet. Not beasts or demons...... bite marks by people.

The adventurer was already powerless to walk on his own, carried by a major adventurer who seemed to be his companion.

"Can't you handle it?

You ask me if the adventurer you're carrying can handle it.

The curse that was eroding my body from where it was bitten was already extending to my face and near my hips. It will be a complete undead in less than a few minutes. Unfortunately, my purifying magic can't help me because I'm not specialized.

"Come here."

So I'll leave it to the experts.

Take you to the cabin, including not only the adventurers you were carrying, but also those who look worried that you think are your companions.

Inside was the figure of Mr. Claudia, who was finishing up the sheets I prepared.

"This is..."

I'm losing my word when I see the wounded on my back.

"Again, can't you?

"No, Master Mishrina can do it."

Mr. Mishrina, who was just as prepared when he put the wounded to sleep on the sheet, sits next to the sleeping adventurer and begins his treatment.

I'll show you the treatment for your information, too.

...... from the results it was not helpful at all.

The curse of the undead is instantly disappearing just because I put my hand on the body of someone who was dying even now. Not only that, but all the wounds were healing, including the bite marks...... I have no idea what I did.

"Whoa!!

The adventurer who was watching Mr. Mishrina's treatment is just amazing.

You may not have to be surprised because your companion, who you thought would no longer be able to help, is being treated visibly.

The Virgin is a being specialized in 'healing' and 'purifying'.

But it's a completely useless force for others.

"This one is fine now. If anyone else is injured, please bring them here."

"Yes!"

Treatment by Mr. Mishrina begins when an adventurer who has left the cabin with momentum immediately leads the wounded to the cabin. Do you know that adventurers should also be entrusted with the seriously injured as much as possible? I bring them as a priority from people with severe undead symptoms.

I'll take care of this place. When you get up, you hear the hustle and bustle from the outside.

Most of those who have fled so far wait side by side for drinks and meals to be given to them by Mr. Sylvia.

"Out of the way!"

A knight dressed in luxurious armor interrupts by pushing away the little adventurer who was in the lead.

"I am a knight serving the Ishawood family. Give the knights priority for all the food and supplies you own."

Behind the knight was a line of dozens of knights and soldiers believed to be his men. A knight who demands preferential treatment for the knights and soldiers of his unit in order to increase his support within the army.

Is there such a thing as a knight serving those who did not inherit the house of some weak aristocrat to see their skin and hair beautiful?

"Well, if you're a knight, I think you should prioritize the adventurers who took on the Ishawood family's request."

Under these circumstances, if a knight serving the Ishawood family scorns the adventurers, his disapproval of the Ishawood family will instantly spread among the general public.

You should give priority to civilians over knights if you're going to consider the reputation of the house you're employed in.

As a precedent, the knight has already been admired by the adventurers.

"Hmm... a maid like you only has to obey the orders of a man of noble stature like me"

Normally, there can't be a maid in a place like this.

You also thought that a nearby aristocrat sent a maid to the battlefield that you could use to raise your reputation.

The moment the knight, in a bad mood for Mr. Sylvia's attitude, reached out to grab her collar...... the knight's vision was upside down in heaven and earth.

"Unfortunately, I am a maid who works as an adventurer rather than an ordinary maid. It's easy for you to reveal."

... No, I'm an adventurer who works as a maid.

The knight was wearing heavy knight armor, but was thrown to the ground by Mr. Sylvia's hand, who grabbed the hand he had stretched out.

A luxurious maid throws away a knight.

Those who had arrived at the table surprised by the incredible sight are quieting down.

"Gentlemen, please line up properly in one row. Otherwise I won't give you a drink or a meal."

'Yes!'

Everyone, including soldiers, receives rations in line.

I have to handle this alone, Mr. Sylvia, but I use my skills to make good at everyone.

I will also heal the wounds of those lined up with healing magic.

"Were you there"

There's a reason we're doing this all the time.

The person causing it is in line with a flat face.

"Grandpa."

"What is it?

Speak to your gray-haired grandfather, who weaves a black cloak.

"- Who are you?