Elf Tensei Kara no Cheat Kenkoku-ki

The day after I came back to the village.

I dropped off Lucier, who went to field work, and was in the mood.

Field work is exempt during the five days of the deadline for making weapons. There is no art in spending all those five days building weapons on it.

Ensure the trust of the villagers in parallel.

And I had already begun to act for it.

"Hey Cyril, I'm sure you can really heal your injuries and illnesses"

A muscular young man, Loreau, asks in high pressure.

"Not everything, but most things can be cured."

It's a doctor's affair for me to get started.

There are no doctors in this village. Even if you get injured or sick, all you have to do is treat suspiciously if the elves you are told to know work by believing in the rules of thumb or superstition.

Because of this, many elves are suffering.

But I have knowledge and experience. I wouldn't say everything, but I can treat it in a significant proportion. The act of saving lives is a pretty good way to gain trust.

"It's more evidence than theory. Do you want me to tell you if I can cure Mr. Loreau?

That's what I say and smile.

A simple tent was set up near the house, where there were about 10 young and old.

In the course of yesterday, I was stabbed in the back with a knife and asked the village to touch me to do a doctor in the morning exclusively by telling Leck, the childhood trainer I treated, and I gathered the patients.

It was convincing to say that Rick, who was actually treated, immediately brought people together.

"Then I want you to cure my right arm. I broke a bone last year and my bones are already connected, but my arms have been difficult to bend since I healed. When I think my arms will stay like this for the rest of my life... I am"

Loreau distorts his expression with a sounding serious.

Loreu is the most powerful, late-20s youth in the village. It would be hard to have a crippled arm. Fortunately, to this extent, I think I can cure it.

"I can almost imagine what's going on. Then I think I can fix it. Let me see."

When I say that, I touch the right hand of Loreau, patient number one.

He is also a good opponent to sell thanks because he is the head of the vigilante in this village.

Let the magic flow and check the physical condition. Loreau's body was in the way I expected it to be.

"What do you got?

"Oh, the bones are deforming, so bending the joints interferes"

"What do you mean?

"When a broken bone connects, it doesn't lead to its original shape. Stick together so you can connect easily. So even if the fracture heals, it doesn't mean it's in its original state. This time it just cured so badly that it interfered with my life."

"Doesn't that mean you'll never get back together again?"

"That's the normal way to do it. Which do you prefer to do painful treatment to death, or stay like this for the rest of your life?

"Come on, don't make a scene."

"The next patient is holding back. Pick it quick."

"... it's more painful to die"

"Then chew me on this as much as you want. It's loud when you scream and dangerous when you bite your tongue."

That's what I said. Loreau's got the cloth in his mouth.

Make sure of that and call the water mana.

Imagine the blood flowing in Loreu's body. The main ingredient in the blood is water.

Blood manipulation is included in hydromagic.

"The shaking water essence."

At the same time as my words, Loreau's blood vibrates violently and only impinges on the bones. The application of the clarity of Chinese boxing was performed by magic.

Beautifully folds the bone in the deformed area without damaging any other than the bone, crushing the excess.

"Kuuuuuuuuuu"

The scream of Loreau, who pushed him to death, leaks.

If it deforms once, I'll have to fold it again and reconnect it.

Place the bone pieces in the ideal position with the impact from the outside, additionally create a thin membrane with the body magic "Odd" and wrap it around Loreu's arm and secure it, like Gibbs.

"Loreau, try to move my arms thoughtfully."

Loreu can do what he's told, but he doesn't even move with Pickle in magic restraint. I'm fine with this.

This way, by securing your arms, you connect bones in an ideal way.

"[Healing]"

And I use the magic of my body, Odo, to strengthen my self-resilience. It's a complicated technique, but for me, there's no creation.

[Healing] can't be healed except by leaving it alone because it only gives you the ability to self-heal.

So this is how we're going to need to prepare for all kinds of underneath.

"Ah, ah, ah"

Both discomfort and pain are attacking Loreu because the bones are rapidly connected.

But the procedure is working.

Make sure the bones are connected and finish [healing]. Last scanned but ideal way to connect. My arm will move without any problems with this.

"Yes, good luck. You should have bent your arm by now. Go home, then."

"Hey! If this is over and it moves so lightly, the hard work will be...... bend! My arm's gonna bend!

Take out the cloth that stuck in your mouth, and raise your voice with heartfelt joy after a single call.

"So I told you it was over, didn't I?

"Cyril, I'm sorry I doubted you. What would you like for this thank you? You can take whatever fur or meat we have."

"I don't need it. I just need you to help me when I'm in trouble."

"Are you sure?

"Of course, if you take one reward from the villagers, the house will be full of things."

"I'm sorry. I'll never forget this favor."

I give it back with a smile.

The reason you don't get paid is not kindness. I'm selling thanks. I don't want to be pushed into crap and challenged by it.

The gratitude received is heavy besides thoughts. I need you to return this favor where it belongs.

Loreau thanked me many times before leaving the house.

"Who's next?

"Please heal my son. I've been complaining about abdominal pain since last week, and taking secret medication doesn't cure me at all."

"Mom, it's painful."

My next guest is a lady in her late thirties who lives next door. That brought in a little younger kids than me.

The boy is going to suffer from a rough breath and sweat.

Elves, in human terms, looked beautiful in their mid twenties because they only slowly take their age from their late teens. Just a little tension.

"How do you feel about eating something bad?

The boy asks his mother because he suffers so much that the conversation is not satisfactory either.

"I don't."

"Tell me about vomiting, fever, loss of appetite, diarrhea, the symptoms that are out in this"

Everything but diarrhea.

"Boy, hold your hand where it hurts"

What the boy suppressed was the right lower abdomen.

Previous inquiries have shown that it is probably appendicitis...... the so-called appendix.

Typically, severe abdominal pain and diarrhea occur in a set. Without it, abdominal pain that lasts for a long time doesn't immediately come to mind other than appendicitis. Does it hurt my right lower abdomen? It hurts at the end of appendicitis.

Scanning with magic just in case, there was an elongated protrusion at the tip of the intestine.

"Um, Mr. Cyril, can you fix it?

My mother asks meticulously.

"I can fix it. However, I have to cut my stomach and cut it under the pain on the tip of my bowel. If I can hurt your son's skin, I'll fix it here."

"Are you going to cut your stomach?

"That's right. It won't heal unless you do. Your son's illness is like having a demon living in his bowels. Unless we separate that demon, it's useless to do anything."

The mother is troubled and doesn't quite get back to me.

In my knowledge of Cyril, there is no concept of surgery in this day and age.

Understandably, there is resistance.

"If you're not going to treat me, go home. The next patient is waiting. It's just that leaving your son sick can be a terrible thing. The demon on the intestine will eventually necrotize, but at that time, pus and intestinal fluid will flow out into the abdomen and inflame all over the gut. The pain then is not what it is now, and it leads to the worst death."

In my words, my mother turns her face bright blue.

"I'm not saying it with threats. I'm just advising you. Either way, if you can't believe me, it's no use just being here."

Seems to push me away, but I can't spend much more time convincing you than I'm the only one who can do a doctor. There are still people waiting for my help.

"Mom, I, I want to heal, if it doesn't heal like this, I want to bet on Brother Cyril"

Says the boy with a sad readiness. Subtly, pride hurts, and I want you to let Brother Cyril know that you're okay.

"... please. Please save my son."

"Oh, I've been entrusted"

I hold the man in my princess's arms and transfer him to the simple bed of a tree I have prepared in my tent.

I want to perform surgery in a sterile room, but that's nowhere in this world.

I don't do it in the house because I don't want to stain me and Lucier's house with blood.

Plus, a lot of sick people come. It's tough when Lucier has a bad illness, so she looks at the patient in a tent.

And he held down everything but the lower abdomen I cut with a membrane made of his body magic, Odd, so that he couldn't move at all. There is no anesthesia, so treat them while they are awake. If you get rammed and you're off hand, you could kill him.

"You'll be scared, so keep your eyes closed. And you should bite this too."

Then do the task of biting the cloth so as not to bite the usual tongue.

This is the third one, but it's a shame it's just men.

"That's all you need to be ready for."

I take the knife out of my chest pocket and the liquor I used when I treated Rick.

Let the liquor soak in the cloth, then wipe the knife and hands with that cloth to disinfect.

Then wipe the boy's belly as well.

"Mother, I'm going to cut this child's belly off now. Turn away if you're scared. Don't just stand in the way, okay? 'Cause if you go crazy at hand, it's life-threatening."

"Yes, I'm fine. I won't distract you, and I won't disturb you."

He's a lot of temperament. Perhaps mothers will be stronger for their children.

I turn the man's clothes with my left hand, stab him with a knife in the lower abdomen, and cut him about 10 cm deep.

Being conscious without anesthesia, severe pain in the boy's body tries to make him jump his running body, but the membrane of the body magic "Odd" doesn't allow it.

And when you stop the blood by suppressing the wounded blood vessels with magic, you stick your hands in your stomach and look for your bowels.

The scan shows where appendicitis is made.

Quickly find it and crawl your hands into your bowels to grasp the root of appendicitis. Then, once you let go of your hand and hold your roots down with complete magic, you cut off the elongated appendicitis growing out of your bowels with a knife.

Blood did not erupt because it was suppressing the roots.

Quickly, limited to areas touching the enhancement of self-healing power in [healing], blocking intestinal wounds that have cut off appendicitis.

Then, he pulled out his fingers, suppressed the wound to stick with the wind and again strengthened his self-healing ability by [healing].

Without a scratch on his abdomen, he looks nothing different than he did before the start of treatment.

"It's over. Does your stomach still hurt?

"That doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, Mom."

The boy who woke up his upper body raised his voice happily.

I, too, breathe relief because it's been a long time since I've had surgery.

"Thank you. Help my son."

"That's what I did for my dear village buddies. Don't worry about it."

"Thank you..."

"I told Loreau earlier, but I won't take it"

"But I really want to say thank you."

"No, you can't. When I receive it from one person, I have to receive it from another patient. If you can afford to give me a thank you, feed that kid some nutritious food. I'm a lot debilitated because I haven't been able to eat properly. The illness has healed, but you can't heal it in this place."

"I will never forget this grace."

When a woman lowered her head with tears in her eyes, the boy and I went home.

And the tension around you increases.

It wasn't long before my eyes that both of us tried to cure injuries and illnesses on the spot that shouldn't have healed, no matter what you think, and my expectations are jumping.

"Well, who's next?

Thus, about eight people were treated in the three hours leading up to noon.

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There are no fewer people after the scheduled treatment time.

Even now, I was stuck with a patient who told me to go home.

"Somehow, can you treat me today, too? My back hurts."

"I'm sorry. Doctors can only do it in the morning."

"Do something there!

The more people are treated, the more people are treated.

Until now, if you can heal the old wounds you've been deceiving, or the discomfort of your body, you want to heal them.

Some of them come to me with their heads down.

"I'll treat you in the morning. I'm sorry, but I have other work to do. If we don't build a weapon that can pierce the armor in five days, we'll be tied up and offered to the Empire. I'm sorry, but will you forgive me for the whole day of treatment?"

I opened my mouth while making a look of sincere sorrow.

"Speaking of which, Cyril did. Sorry. Let me take some time at a time like this."

"Well, we should have weighed ourselves in, too."

Look at my bad attitude and tone it down around me.

"Not this afternoon, though. I'll see you in the morning, come tomorrow."

"Cyril, okay?

"Oh, because the treatment is what I told you, and you're going to change your mood. I want to do everything I can for everyone in the village. The same goes for healing illnesses and injuries, but it's also to protect the lives of everyone in the village that I can build a weapon that can fight the Empire. I'm not gonna scorn either of you."

Did you smell a little too bad?

In a heartfelt hurry, he looked around, but he was taking the word for it.

"Come on, Cyril. Because I believe you can do it."

"Yeah, we're all here for you. It's as easy as a weapon for someone who can do something amazing like this."

The people of the former good elves easily took my side.

At this point, even after we finish building the weapon, they're going to cooperate.

"Thanks, I'll do my best."

I hid my heart and made a smile that made the most good impression.

First of all, you can say that the first step is success.

There's a basement to do big things. These piles will make sense later.