It's all one flower.

The destination we traveled on the guard's [leap] was some garden. I see high concrete walls all the way away.

The spelldoctor Septentorio accidentally distorted his lips.

If the powerless people are opponents, they seem to have quite a bit of a crime prevention effect, but there is no protection hanging from [jumping].

... Wizard thieves can come in all they want.

He was led through the rose corridor, pruned at hip height, to an old stone mansion.

When the guard muttered something in front of the door, a clatter of metal sounded. I guess it was a euphemism to disarm [key].

Wooden doors and doorways are equipped with various protective techniques.

The spells and the like are confused by the complex texts that have designed the plants, but are obvious to those who have knowledge. If you're a wizard, you'll notice it in the magic stream.

"Who's there?

"It's a supporter's villa, and it's one of our safe houses"

In response to the funeral home Agoni's query, the guard answered concisely.

There is no dust in the long slab corridors and white walls. But I couldn't feel any signs of people.

"There are wounded people in the back. Can you see me?

"That's what you called it, isn't it?

The guard softened his expression when the spelldoctor Septentorio answered.

"Regards"

A guard opens one of the doors without a knock. The smell of disinfectant stung my nose.

There were six simple beds lined up in the guided room. The original condiments are in the corner.

"Guys, the [Blue One-Winged] curse doctor is here."

The guard says in a bright voice.

One of the guys in front turned to me as I lay down. The old lady, who was changing bandages in the back, also stopped her hand and looked at this one.

"The Curse Doctor... Thank you. We can't even get the wound medicine, and we're just trying to prevent pus."

The old lady left the back bed with a deeper eye wrinkle and approached the door.

Cardboard boxes are piled to the side of the door. If the label and contents are identical, it's scientifically produced disinfectants and bandages.

He nodded at the security guard's description and Septentorio approached the man's bed who turned this way.

Gently turn the thin blanket. In underwear, his whole body was almost covered in bandages.

"I hit a fragment that flew in a blast, and my left half is terrible. My head is safe thanks to protective equipment..."

Sure, there's blood seeping through the bandages on the left half, but not on the right. The man of the people of the land had his eyes turned to the curse doctor as if he could not lift his head out of his pillow.

"Did you get rid of all the fragments?

Touch the wounded's forehead while listening to the guard's explanation. I didn't have a fever.

Septentorio raised his face and gave instructions when he asked the patient to nod one.

"Please prepare water. Then, help me remove the bandage."

"The water bottle is in the corner over there."

When the guard pointed, he helped the wounded. An old lady hangs to unbandage.

All the simple beds in this room were blocked. Are you unconscious of the rest of that man, or are you unresponsive to passing by?

There may be others, but they won't dare, not until they heal the patients in this room.

Septentorio and Agoni stood beside the water bottle (Kawawa) placed by the window and started the water with [dried water]. Drain dust, etc. into a nearby dust cage and return to the patient's pillow.

"Unplug the remaining fine fragments and then plug the wound. It hurts a little, but please be patient."

As the spelldoctor Septentorio spoke, the man nodded small.

Fine pieces of metal or pieces of glass remain in the meat, which has been plowed. As the spelldoctor predicted, we couldn't get rid of everything with a pinset or something.

In amateur [manicured water], dust and fragments attached to the body surface can flow, but it is difficult to select and remove foreign objects eaten into the meat.

Septentorio commanded the water with powerful words.

Magical water crawls through the patient's body as if it were willing, peeling off the scabies, removing fragments, and washing them away.

The man groaned low. A bullet that was deep inside is drained, wrapped in water.

"Good luck with that. You'll be cured soon."

Strength caged in the hands of the supporting guard and the old lady. The man, unable to respond to the encouragement of the guards, is eating up his teeth.

Septentorio crawled water into the patient's body without proximity and also removed minor foreign objects.

Deposit dirty water with foreign bodies and sores lids, blood, etc., in Agoni and receive fresh water instead.

I put one hand in a mass of water that drifted through the universe and cast a spell.

"Blood, flesh, flesh, bone. Stand back where you should be. Stand back where you should be in the path of life, gentle inside and outside of you."

Magical water crawls through the wounded's body surface. From the area where the healing water touched, the tilled wound disappeared and the smooth skin appeared.

Septentorio once again floated the water through every corner of his wounded body into the universe, causing the patient to lie down.

... Now, even if we were to send them to battle again, that's what they wanted. What is best to do and what to do? It's not me who decides.

"I blocked the wound, but my strength remains down. Eat as nourishing as possible and rest for a couple of days."

"Ah...... thank you"

"Good for you! Thank you, Dr. Curse!

A man and guard called Cleve raised her voice to joy, and the old lady worshipped a spelldoctor without a voice.

Agoni loosens her cheeks and causes foreign matter to drain out of the water.

Shortly after resting, Septentorio worked on treating the unconscious seriously injured.