I Was Summoned to Be the Saint, but I Was Robbed of the Position, Apparently

But when he heard my thoughts, the priest said with a complicated face.

"So, Anis, who manages the well? Most people will be happy, but some people will try to do evil. For example, there may be people trying to monopolize themselves, start a business on their own, steal the stones you make, or start a fight. There may be people trying to poison you with pleasant criminals. Don't worry if something like that happens on the premises of this hospital. Rules and surveillance are necessary to prevent that. I can't believe there's two more wells like that...."

"Hmm... it's only good enough to get a little headache and stiff shoulders, but you can't be in such a situation...?

"Don't be like that. I might think it's just a little magic from you. But shoulder stiffness pills and headache pills are not normal, are they? There are a lot of people who just want to get better and pay for it. And people sometimes struggle to get it."

"Yes, indeed... I'm sorry."

At that time, Director Sartana made a slightly vague remark.

"No, but it might be nice to build that well outside. I don't think that's a good idea if people don't come to this hospital anymore. All you have to do is put the new well off the premises of this hospital. And whether there are thieves there or people who do business there, I don't know if it's any of our business."

Well, Director, you're already exhausted and throwing a lot of things at you.

Apparently, it caused a lot of trouble because of what I accidentally did with my idea. I'm sorry about that.

"Hmm, I guess so... I'll go to a nearby village and negotiate. If the villagers manage the water instead of using it freely, we'll get out of here. Then there might be fewer sick people coming here. Fufufufu."

That's how we decided to talk. If a well-negotiated priest goes, some village will certainly take care of it.

I thought you wouldn't know because it's weaker than the potion I usually make, but apparently you weren't conscious enough.

In the middle of the day, I went out to the garden looking for stones that seemed compatible with magic.

After all, I decided to make three stones of the same effect.

There were three villages that I absolutely wanted, and there seemed to be priests' consideration that it was unlikely that multiple locations would be unreasonably expensive to sell or become a war of strife.

"So, Anis, please give me three stones ~"

He asked me very lightly. Well, I'll make it.

You must mow your own seed. I didn't want any more trouble, so I carefully made three stones that worked exactly the same way. I think you've raised the level of skill adjustment somehow.

So, the result.

Rumor quickly spread that Garland Hospital had an incredible magical therapist. That's why they rode on the well water and carried it all over the place with it.

Yeah, if you think about it...

However, the number of requests for potions was increasing and I was already full, so even if I started to receive requests for stones instead of potions, they were turned down through Director Sartana.

I learned. The stone of healing magic is dangerous. I'm afraid it won't go away even if I use it.

The effects of stiff shoulders, headaches, and a little drink are all that noise.

If you make stones that will heal your wounds and cure your illness, it will be no longer the noise of the last time.

Moreover, it seems that the crime of ownership disputes over the stone, theft and fraud can be considered. As a result, if my responsibility as the worst manufacturer develops, I am no longer the original purpose. I want to avoid such a situation as much as possible.

That's why I couldn't make stones that would go anywhere I didn't know.

At least we don't know who has it.

At that time, I also think about the possibility that the stone will be transported to the neighboring country, not to me.

But it is not such a small stone, and I am more certain that it will be carried myself. That's something no one knows.

Then, my reputation as a therapist who could also bring healing magic to the stone increased, and I was beginning to feel a glimmer of anxiety.

I would be happy if the story of this healing magic stone was only around here, but if it is passed on to the royal palace, what will be investigated?

A "stone of healing magic" that is rare in the world and cannot be made by ordinary healers.

Considering the spiciness of magic on stone, I'm sure it's impossible for people at the level who can't make my potion without putting all their efforts into stone, which is said to be unprecedented excellence other than that already made by the "Virgin". Even if it could be made, it would certainly take a lot of time.

So what if the Royal Palace were interested in the existence of stones that contain the magic of healing, or in their creators?

What if they told me to come to the royal palace and make stones even if they didn't find out it was me?

The moment he went and saw my face, the jade and the people of the royal palace who had met me immediately found out that I was alive.

You must not go.

As far as going to the royal palace was concerned, it was always better to escape in that respect to "survive".

Isn't it time for the prince and his fiancée, Jime, to return from the excursion?

The newspaper always checked it, but it didn't say much about it.

I don't use my salary very much because I live in this clinic, and there is some money I earned when I was traveling here. I'm sure we'll survive our sudden escape here for a while.

But then all of a sudden, I'm going to disappear. There are potions I make now, and the work around here may be stuck. But I didn't want to bother these people as much as I could.

I know you very well and live comfortably.

I didn't have any close friends. Because if I made a close friend, I didn't know what the royal followers would do in the future.

But there are a lot of people here who have become close to each other to spend a relaxing time talking about things like greeting each other or eating together.

I want to work peacefully, peacefully, and as a member of the hospital. Until then.

But....

I don't like being caught and killed.

I'm being chased. That consciousness is always sitting behind my head.

After some thought, I decided to secretly entrust Director Sartana with making pieces of each magic so that I could make the potion I was making for a while without me. The effect is written on the board and it is easy to understand. Now it's a wooden board, not a stone, so it gets degraded as you dip in water and make potions, and one day it'll break.

When Director Sartana first showed me the board piece, I was very surprised. He kindly asked me why, but I still didn't know how much to tell him, so I could only tell him with a little blur. I mean...

"Actually, there's someone after me, and I don't want to get caught. Then I'll run away."

That's all.

I'm definitely not a criminal, but I have someone who wants to catch me.

And then Director Sartana showed her sympathy.

"Well, there must be a lot of people who want to have that ability to themselves."

That said, he promised to receive the plate pieces and strictly control them.

Even if I suddenly escape and go missing, the hospital's business will turn around for a while.

I'm sure it won't be long before we hire some therapists who can make potions.

You must always be careful.

I'm absolutely sorry for the sudden arrest.

Absolutely.