I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

"No, mentor, I'm sorry. I'm a young girl, and there's nothing in my life that could stand in the way, but my mentor is here, so he told me to just look at it."

Waiting upstairs in the room was first a man of epic age.

"I thought it would be nice for each and every one of us to get together in a separate room and see it."

That's how the mayor explains it. The mentor nodded.

"Let the years be irrelevant. Where did you get injured? Then the potion."

"It was in the field that I was injured, but I felt the pain and hurried home. I drank the potion I had left, but it seemed a lot older. The pain disappeared, but there were traces of it."

"Hmm."

From what my mentor saw, the only injury was to my right leg. Says it doesn't hurt, but it should still hurt sometimes, with traces of acid drawn on it. I guess he's a patient man. Still, I should have come to church right away.

"Nigel. Typical wound of slime acid. Take a good look."

"Yes."

"And as you did yesterday when you saw your health, let the magic flow and observe the glow of your soul carefully"

To the words of the mentor, Nigel gently sheds his magic by holding both hands of the man.

"What is it, Nigel? I've never done this before."

I have the energy to slap lightly, but I guess that's how I've done everything myself and never counted on people.

"Shadow on right leg. The glow of the soul is lost."

"I know. You don't have to tell me."

A man said a little sad. I know how injuries that don't heal.

"Then hold one hand as it is and feel what I do"

"Yes, sir"

The mentor held the hand of an anxious man. Copy the memory of the left foot surface and flip it. It draws energy from the source of the goddess to its memory.

"Oh, my God. Warm. No, hot?

Original molluscs and traits may have been lost. Because it's a memory of my left leg.

"Well, let's see."

When the man raised his trousers, there were no marks of scratches there, just clean skin. The man roughly rubbed his feet.

"It doesn't hurt."

Shaw stirred up a little bit in his heart to the mean farmer, wondering if it still hurt.

"Aside from not hurting, I have a feeling I touched it. Like before you get hurt."

And I got up.

"It doesn't hurt to get up and pull."

Wasn't it really painful? Shaw went crazy this time, saying his wife would have had a hard time getting him to come mean.

"Thank you, mentor"

"Mm-hmm. Look, the potion is to make sure you have the number of people in your family. And if possible, it must be replaced once a month, critical and once a year. You got it."

"Yes, but"

The farmer looked more worried about Robin. We all know once and for all that there are not enough herbs and fewer potions.

"I found a new place where the herbs were growing. I can't do it right now, but I'm going to increase it a little bit."

"Right. This has never happened before. Robin, I'm sorry, but it's nice to meet you."

"Oh, oh."

Robin replied with a plausible face, but the gripping cobwebs were faintly trembling.

Are you expecting heavy, or are you happy? Anyway, I hope this motivates you. Shaw glimpsed Robin.

"Hey, Shaw. What did the mentor do? Only the injury of time will not heal. I know that, too. But now, you're sure your injury's healed, aren't you?

"Yeah. Rick. Copy and flip."

"Copy and flip. Right! If it's symmetrical on the left and right, should I copy the shape on the other side!

The mentor looked at Rik with a surprised face and raised one eyebrow. Then I shook my head small to the left and right to show it. I'm telling you to be quiet. Rick kept his excitement as low as possible and shut his mouth.

"Instructor. Instructor, what do you mean? What the hell happened? Nothing, where the soul's memory is missing, but why did it regain its original glow..."

"Nigel, this is a new healing move."

"New, moves"

"That's right. It's only spreading in the deep forest yet. And I want you to remember this."

But Nigel looked blue and looked down.

"I can't. I just learned how to shed magic yesterday. In the first place, I'm just a healer. Such an amazing move, I can't do it."

"Hmm."

When the mentor put his hand on his chin, he saw the mayor without saying anything more to Nigel.

"How many people are waiting for all of them?

"Seven more."

"What among them are the painful ones or those with traces where they can be seen?

"Three, be"

The mayor replied slowly to count the numbers in his head.

"Then I want you to bring them in order from the badly injured. I thought the woman was in a separate room, but I couldn't say that anymore. I'm almost a healer here. I want you to convince me that it's for the future town."

The mayor looked like he would endure something, but eventually nodded and left the room. The mentor hasn't convinced Nigel that he can't do it, and he's quietly sloppy. Same goes for Shaw and Hal.

Only Rick and Robin are letting their gaze wander unsettled.

Eventually, when the door opened, a young woman drooling her wavy black hair in front of her face came in.

"Ines......"

To Robin's twinkle, Nigel looked up all the time and the woman shook her shoulder. But I never looked up.

"It's my daughter. Get hit in the face by the acid of the slime."

The mayor's slightly trembling voice nonetheless calmly explained the situation.

"Why didn't you come to church right away!

Nigel screamed unexpectedly. Inez shook his shoulder again.

I didn't want to be seen, I'm sure. When you get hurt, take a potion immediately or have your healer cure you. That's all it is so hard for a people in the plains who have not usually been badly injured.

"Shaw."

"Yes. Instructor"

They call me and Shaw comes forward. The mayor began to panic.

"Wait, you're not gonna let that young apprentice do it"

"Yes, but..."

"To the mentor! I want to ask my mentor!

Shaw thinks that would be the case, so I don't particularly care if they say so. Still quietly held Inez's hands.

Ines turned away, still letting Shaw hold his trembling hand in silence. Softly through magic, I guess I haven't taken much of my meal either, the glow of my weak soul throughout and the glow of my soul from face to neck, on the acid flown streets. He must have turned away when he was injured. That's on the left side of your face, and that's all you need to do from cheek to bottom, too.

Shaw was relieved.

"It's okay. It'll heal properly."

The face I was turning away from finally turned this way. If it was incredible, but also a glimmer of hope, I wanted to live with it.

"Nigel"

"Hey, what's up?"

"Whether Robin works hard to make potions or more healers to cure easy injuries, as long as there aren't fewer demons, there won't be fewer Inez-like injuries."

"Oh, that's"

Nigel looked down once again.

"When someone gets hurt like this again, is Nigel going to say, again, that he can't?

Nigel gripped the bush tightly.

"Some people can't come to church right away. Some people can't make it to the potion. To someone like that, why didn't you come to church, you just say that?

"Chi, no!

Nigel's face, which he said and accidentally raised, was glowing with sweat because of nervousness, but he was no longer lost.