I want to protect you in this hand.

"I appreciate what Mr. Thomas said, but I'm not going to come off the treatment"

I said quietly.

"So Florence, if you follow me too, you're going to carry the same thing. I can do it."

I dare say it harshly.

"I don't know if I can, but I'll follow you anyway"

That's what Florence said. She was originally a straight kid. I thought you'd say that.

"I have a suggestion for you, too."

Cyril raised her voice.

"The Central High School is supposed to serve as an extracurricular activity for the winter holidays. Can I mention a treatment center as a place to go?"

"I've never even heard of student service, etc. What good is a child?"

"So we can take our hands off it, too."

"I'm sure you're here at Alexei's request, and I don't want you to do anything on your own."

"Does that mean Merida children are useful, but Imperial children are useless"

"There's no way an Imperial child wouldn't be outstanding!

Cyril said on top of each other that the representative of the treatment center would be so absurd in his voice.

"Students are going to do it because adults can't prepare manpower or supplies. What are you going to do tomorrow as a real problem"

"It's"

"Enough, Cyril, acknowledge the service of the Central High School. Representative, I want some manpower now. Stop messing around. Cyril, what's it like?"

"We squad around the Knights family. Professional things like nursing are difficult, but you can do it with hard work or chores. In addition, consolation supplies are collected from students' parents. Cloth, groceries, etc. We can offer these as soon as tomorrow."

"You guys... anticipating that we can't move... that much"

"Funny. He's subordinate, but he doesn't say anything absurd or advise, let alone think about the field..."

The Marquises look down.

"Uncle, look forward. What do you think we have power and power for? Even if we can't do it tomorrow, we should be able to collect both human and material resources soon. Rely on your students for a few days. Let's get people out of the mansion, too. A month from now, until this project is announced in the name of Alexei, let's do everything we can to help the doctors and the young people of Merida and save the people of our country a little bit."

Everyone nodded forcefully to Mr. Cullen's words.

The treatment began the next day. Under Aloise and Isaac, the students came to help with supplies. With the knights seconded by the Knights, he was preparing meals in a large pot for camp and helping patients move.

We, on the other hand, were on the treatment of ten people, precisely nine because by morning there was no more one. The conversation was going through yesterday, so the family was coming to the patient with the family. Not as good as the patient, but with a crushing and hopeless look on his face. With the consent of my family, I let them grip the demon stone, sometimes directly on my neck, and suck the magic out of me one by one. For anything that makes it a little easier, if you can make it moisturize and eat something flavorful, I will make you drink a noose of soup.

The treatment will be performed every few hours, and in between, patients divided by priority will be looked at in heavy order. From here, the doctor in the street will also be allowed to participate. Anyway, I can't make it unless I remember it in practice.

On the second day, two doctors from Wangdu rushed to hear the story. He was half-hearted, but he wanted to remember and go home if he remembered anything. From day two, he split into a combination of me and a Northern Territory doctor, Mr. Thomas and Will, and expanded the range of treatments.

On the third day, two of the nine died. I could only watch my crying family if they didn't come to treat me sooner. Patients with no family were just transported quietly and gone.

On day four, I heard rumors that treatment was beginning to be different than before, and the patient's family came to see how it was going. The color of relief and gratitude came to my eyes when I saw the doctor, and the family came out to watch the treatment thankfully. Transferring magic to the Demon Stone lowers the heat and makes it a lot easier. That's the difference between cloud mud and mud.

But when it comes to the unfamiliar shade of girl doing it, her eyes turn to the color of disbelief. Even if I treat it and the fever drops, it's the end of what I suspect is a coincidence. Sometimes openly, some families wanted doctors in the North Territories to replace them with treatments. Each time, Cyril holds down Alec, who represents anger, and the family still looks suspiciously at it. Because Alec, dressed as a normal, only looks like a mere knight.

Day five. Thomas called me to ask if I could see him instead because he was a female patient and seemed a little resistant to men. Around the same year as Karen, she looked like she had a fever, but she looked faintly relieved when she looked at me. If this is the case, the treatment is likely to work. I cheered to reassure him, too, when I tried to put my hand on his forehead,

"Don't touch my sister."

I got my hands on it. Cyril is holding back that Alec is about to move again.

"Doctor, why can't you just treat our sister? Didn't your teacher treat you just now?"

"Since your sister is a young woman, I thought it would be safer for women"

"Isn't a woman a child? Doctor, please."

"This man is the leader of the disease."

"That can't be true. Apparently, the treatment centers here are a place of comfort for wealthy children."

The person looked at the students with dark eyes and helping, and said:

"Do you feel good about helping the poor sick? Why don't you leave it up to the therapists to change the sheets?"

"I'm a teacher at the student rate, would you mind?"

Surprised, it's Dr. Zeffle. When you look at me, you take your amazing brother well into the corner and you talk about something.

"I've been helping you since your first day."

Cyril taught me. Really? I didn't realize. That's why I'm going to treat you.

"I'm sorry, it's just the two of us, I'm worried."

"It's okay, come on, try collecting the heat in your hand?

Yeah, it's smooth. This guy's treatment works.

"At this rate."

"Yes."

My sister cheers on her brother back.

"You're lying..."

"It's so much easier, brother, thank you."

"... sorry, thanks"

Sewing in between and eating lunch,

"Arsh, you, why aren't you angry? Why would Cyril stop me?"

and Alec is angry.

"I mean angry, or I'm hurt. But I've already been through this in the East Territories. I cried enough then, so I'm fine now."

"Experienced, Arsh..."

"Florence, an older young child can suddenly be treated, using demon stones, no matter what you say, you can't be trusted. I knew that from the beginning, and I'm used to it."

"But!"

"Alec"

Cyril said quietly.

"Don't you know yet? You're hurting Arsh because you're the one who got involved without thinking."