Hero Manufacturing Machine ~A Job to Make Children~

"It's over...."

So I finished fighting the demons, and I muttered to myself.

It wasn't tough, but it made my chest poop worse.

I really think so.

I picked up pieces of his flesh, including the neck I just chopped off.

The Devil's body.

It is extremely dangerous and is an excessive substitute in the hands of ordinary people, so we cannot leave it behind.

But it is also a valuable item that can be used as a material for a variety of things.

If you sell it, it will be a good amount of money.

Let's talk to the alchemist about that.

"The nightmare is over. I finished it. I can't get back what I lost, but I'll help you as much as I can. In the name of the brave, I promise."

After the aftertreatment, I still call her in my dreams.

I took her and went back to my horse.

Turn your back on him and think about the matter.

The demon tribes boarded the town with dignity.

I've never thought about it before.

Something bad is starting to happen.

I couldn't help but feel the smell.

When I ran a little horse, there was a simple treatment center.

Those with relatively minor injuries are on the spot, and those with serious injuries are apparently being transported to church.

I called nun (Sister) Anessalya, who was called here urgently to treat someone seriously injured.

"Sister"

"Dear Charles, it would be nice to have that terrible demon tribe defeated unharmed."

I don't even have any dirt on my clothes, and I look at me and I say that.

I need to talk to you.

"Yes, I'll ask you."

You follow me, knowing it's hard to talk in a crowded place.

I'm talking about the girls who got hurt.

"Yes, I know the general situation. If we take appropriate measures now, we will not be able to carry the Son of the Devil."

Talk fast.

And it was the luckiest thing that ever happened to me.

"I'm sorry I'm busy, but can I ask you something?

"We will deal with the life-threatening injuries as soon as we have completed the treatment."

"I can help you with the wound. I'll take care of more than a few wounds."

"Thank you."

"That's our dialogue. Thank you very much."

I apologized to the nun and went with her to the church where the seriously wounded waited.

After performing some measure such as removing foreign matter, apply a high level recovery magic.

Then the deep laceration caused by the falling debris healed within sight.

"Thank you. Master brave, I didn't expect you to heal yourself...."

An old woman who worships me while saying so.

No, it's not like there's such a big worshipper.

The magic of my recovery that I show for the first time in public makes me uneasy.

"Awesome! Can you even use healing magic!? Besides, it's so amazing..."

"Not only are you strong, but I can't believe you're treating me. What a wonderful person!

I hear that voice.

It seems that few people think of me as a prince of fools anymore because I often look up when something happens.

It is rare for a brave man to show his strength in public.

So it's not impossible for people to be surprised.

In addition, I have mastered advanced healing magic in case I dive into the Labyrinth alone.

What seems heretical is irresistible.

There are not many people who can use high level healing magic, and I used magic (mana) water to heal my magic many times.

It's not that I don't have enough magic (mana) of my own, but there are too many people I have to heal.

Even when you dive into the Labyrinth (Dungeon) alone, magic (Mana) is not exhausted.

As a precaution, I've brought a lot of healing items that are much more valuable than that magic (mana) water.

Magic (mana) water is water refined with special materials and methods that restores magic even slightly. It is quite affordable to buy.

It uses its precious magic (mana) water sparingly and continues to heal.

No matter how precious it may be, it is not as valuable as life.

Besides, it's really worth it when you use it.

By the time the magic (mana) water I had been keeping was gone, the treatment of the seriously injured had finally been completed.

After the treatment of the living man, he is now a dead man.

Of course, people who couldn't get involved in the treatment have been working on it until now, but they still don't have enough hands.

That's why I'm asking for backup.

"I'm sorry I'm tired, but this time, please pay my respects to those who have died."

I was afraid.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you today. I'm keeping people waiting."

Four hours have passed since I jumped out of the room.

I know it's too late, but I still have to get back as soon as I can.

I was in the middle of a job.

I'm interrupting it and coming here.

I hurried to her, who kept me waiting, to finish a brief greeting for everyone.

"Welcome home!

As she said, she waited for me.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

"No, I've been listening. I'm more and more proud to be held by Mr. Ushalrush."

Instead of being angry, she even says that.

As a result, your role was resumed much later than usual.

"Ah...! Ahhh...! Master Ushallush, wow...!

She shouted at me violently from behind.

"I'll adore you so much for letting you take care of me...!

"Ahhh...! I'm so happy...!

"I can't let you sleep till morning...!

Don't tell me I was better than usual with the excitement of the fight.

Thus passed our hot night.