The Magician Wants Normality

They took refuge in the Demon King. Beyond that, there...

"To?"

"Huh?"

To the floating and audible voice that I felt abruptly, I knew that was above 'someone'. After all, it seems that the influence was interfered with.

... Oh, my God, not if you're swallowing!

Reduce gravity quickly and reduce damage to those who are down there. Because I was forced to fly, my head snarls... but I knew what to do because it's just a metastatic magic that is making numerous failures.

I've been on Klaus' belly or out on Cecil ~... my response can be called conditional reflexes.

"Dear Sir!

I think I heard someone else earlier, but I'm not that close.

I couldn't kill the momentum altogether - it felt like I was thrown out, not a normal shift. Maybe it's because I jammed it - but they still took it from me down there.

Safe landing, along with the sound of Dosari.... The person who took it seems to have sat down and held me as I did. Exhale in such a way as to hug the person.

I'm glad we didn't clash. I'm so glad I didn't get hurt badly......!

It's not me, it's about the guy who took me. It's just so awkward this time.

The cranky head but only relieved me. If this makes you hurt, it's important. Whatever, that situation. There's no way I can explain the situation.

It's possible that this person is related. I'm still unconscious, but I only know that the other person is unexpected. In the meantime, it's recovery from vertigo.

"Um... are you okay?

"The world is... turning..."

"Oh, yeah, something went wrong. In the meantime, you just have to do this until you calm down."

You remember how I am and the situation I've been transferring, the person pounds his back to reassure you. Thank you, please let me go for a while.

"I'm sorry, could you make me some tea? Until her minute, of course."

"Shit......"

"Please."

"... May I?

The other one seems more confused than wary of me...... That's the one who's been taking me for it. Such an exchange reminds me most of all of Marquis Leckbari and Deacon.

Lord obey......? They're both men, but the other looks pretty old.

The man who took it is also a man, but this one is young. It's just... how 'noble' the atmosphere is bursting.

"Prepare Tea = Accept as a Guest". This is a fabric stone to get me home safe and sound, isn't it?

If you don't do anything, it's a line of disrespect, this situation. I'm concerned about the brittleness of security - it should have been noisy, but people don't come - but I guess that's a pretty good identity.

'... May I?' Is it okay if I don't ask? 'And' you have a suspicious person, can I take your seat off? 'Guess so too. Of course.

The people who do this are just not rich. I doubt my lack of vigilance, but I'm definitely not a civilian.

In the meantime, it seems better not to name it. If you don't ask me, they won't even name you.

"What's the danger to me? It's okay."

"Such a thing...... no, the words have passed. Okay, I'll get you ready."

Even as I exposed my confusion and vigilance, it looks like an old man broke in the end. She left the room, feeling signs of exhalation.

"Well. Is it time for the dizziness to heal?

The person who took it asks me, who had been turned into a corpse for a while. As I nodded at it, my blue eyes stared at me as I raised my face, which I was about to bury on my shoulder. The hair wrapped in one behind the neck is silver close to gray.

Sail feels lightly pigmented overall, but this guy has an impressive dark eye color. Her skin is white, so she won't be a knight either. Thin.

"Uh, suddenly I'm sorry. And thank you for taking it."

Still dumb to remain embraced, but still thank you and bow your head. Then the man laughed with pleasure.

"No, I'm sure I was surprised, but I had an interesting experience too,"

"No, no, let's have a little more of a crisis there! Embrace a suspicious person or something, it would be dangerous!?

…… You say it yourself. "

"Brother, you seem like a good man. It is also true that I am a suspicious person in this situation. I don't care if you suspect me."

"I wonder why you say things that put you at a disadvantage. I don't care how much of that idea you have, you should be a little more deluded."

If I go in, I can turn my eyes raw and warm. To quote, I was stroked in the head with very gentle eyes, like looking at a poor child.

"Because I don't 'never' think you aimed at me. You can rest assured."

…… Are you thinking, "This asshole can't have an assassin profession?" Are you sure about this?

"Yeah."

Instant Answer. Apparently, he has a good personality inside. Your brother is laughing even though he stares at you with his eyes. He has a beautiful face, but he's a shame about the contents.

Well, normally it's like, 'You're too broad! There's no assassin to preach to. From this brother, I don't care what you think, it would just look like a magic accident, or a de amateur intermediate - unsuitable for the intermediate personally.

And I can't talk about the truth, either. As an asshole, let's endure enough to be seen with raw warm eyes.

"Yes, yes, you can have an asshole child. I mean, it would be heavy. I'm coming down."

"Ha, no obstinacy, no obstinacy"

Encourage your brother to let you go as you exhale. Then your brother instructs you to sit next to him.

... Is that it? Brother, I haven't moved my legs at all since just now, like?

"Um, I knew it didn't hurt anywhere? Feet or knee, doesn't it hurt?

…… No? "

Don't throw up lies. What in the meantime!

"I took one little woman and hurt somewhere... I don't care what you say, nobody laughs, do they? Because the situation is the situation, it's not because your brother is thin!

…… You don't have what you just did in your roots?

"No! It's my fault! I am purely, guided by a benefactor!

It's a lie, I'm paying back about half of it.

That seems to have conveyed my feelings well, and your brother made his face cramp. Ha, isn't it true that it's thin? But nobles are not uncommon elements. Civilian, you're really thinner than a knight.

But accidentally, your brother changed his expression to something calm.

"You really don't have to worry about it. Because this isn't your fault."

I don't know what that means. He doesn't seem to be injured, but he seems to have some kind of situation with your brother.

As I tilted my neck, the person who looked like an earlier person came back. But that look looks like a lot of joy.

"Heh heh, I could hear you two taking over to the next room. Sounds like fun."

Pour the tea out of the pot I've said and prepared, and leave it at the table. The cup prepared is for three. Well, is it a country where servants have a habit of drinking tea together?

"I'm asking for it. He asked me to drink with him."

You noticed my gaze, your brother explains it. I see, does this mean 'I commanded you as Lord'? There will be restrictions such as a limited place, or just this room, but they're also close to this person personally.

"Er... who was just there, right? I showed up all of a sudden and apologized for the inconvenience. I'm sorry. At last, I was certified as an asshole by your Lord. Say something."

Give me a quick apology while I bow my head...... and tickle. Then the man saw his brother with a mild surprise.

"You've been beaten a long time, haven't you?... Oh, I'm not mad about the lady. Asshole child certification… please give up"

"He's a less alert kid, isn't he? So give up."

Though he refused my request. Well, is this guy still the Lord's number one?

While I make that decision, I'll shake the subject again. Blah, if your brother was hurt, you're in serious trouble. Let us persevere, even in the sense of evidence obliteration.

"So, right? This brother... I can't move my leg at all from now on, so I think he hurt somewhere when he took it. I can use magic, and I heal responsibly. Why don't you tell me?"

"Huh!? … that, is…"

A butler (tentatively) who makes his face tense and suddenly clogs his words. Let your brother run his gaze, but he just laughs bitterly like trouble.

After a while, your brother sighed as small as he had given up. And he urges me, "Well, you can try," he says.

"I guess you can use magic, huh? Even the effects, you know. So you can do whatever you want."

"Is that okay? Then don't hesitate to say...... but look where you are injured before then. Please don't move."

"Ugh, yeah? I don't mind, but do you have a doctor's mind?

"What's similar? My teacher is a doctor."

I'm not lying. Dr. Gordon is active as a doctor in the Cavalier dorm.

With that said, I shake your brother's hand and turn the magic around. This is the way I found it when I learned my own healing magic.

There is no medical device in this world. Healing magic heals to unconscious injuries, so you don't need that.

But I have a slightly different situation. I also 'know' that invisible injuries - head and other damage to the gut system - can't be fooled. Thus, he created the technique of "turning magic on the body and sensing internal damage".

'Cause I got hurt in the hunt and stuff! I thought it would suck if I couldn't use this!

Prey is basically a physical attack. Even if it was magic, it would take damage if it was blown away and slapped.

I didn't have all-purpose healing magic, and I didn't have any magic props at the time... even though I used to try them on myself with my magic exercises.

Your brother seems strange, but he didn't come to hear anything about the magician knowing him as a research profession. And as I turned the magic around...... I felt uncomfortable at the waist.

"Oh, I knew you were hurt"

"Huh? No, it doesn't hurt anywhere."

You're hurting my back.

Young stuff, I guess it was hard to say back pain. As an asshole child, you get some intimacy!

My brothers who look suspicious, I activate the healing magic. You sensed signs of fluffy and full magic, and your brother stayed motionless. Deacon is watching too...... but this one has some subtle bitter face.

Looks like he's got a lot of magic, maybe he's a magician. Does it also feel humiliated to leave the Lord's treatment to the son of an asshole...... Sorcerers seem to have a lot of pride.

"Yes, over! I don't feel uncomfortable anymore, so I think it's okay now. I've just healed it, so it might be a little hard to walk... you know this, right?

"Ah...... oh"

I lost momentum, and now just after the healing. Even the magic of this world is uncomfortable shortly after it has undergone healing magic - since it makes up for the missing part with magic, doesn't it mean you need time to get used to it - and that's not surprising.

If I tap Pessipesi and your brother on his knees and listen, he's nodding that he has a good feeling. Um, problem solved. Evidence obliteration is perfect!

... but. Hi, something's wrong with your brother and the butler.

Your brother has an incredible face and touches his legs, and he's still stiff with a stunning look on his face leading up to Deacon.

What the fuck! They called me an asshole, but I told them I could do that because I was a magician!

"Oh, would you stand up for a second? Is your leg still paralyzed?

"No, that's... Oh, you're right. Let's stand."

Nodding at my inquiry, your brother tries to stand...... but he hasn't got his senses back yet, and he sits in a chair to the extent that he can sit back.

Whoa... brother, you were pretty patient, huh? It would have hurt pretty bad, actually, in that way.

Nevertheless, I must return early, too. Let's cheat a little here.

"Wear this, please. Drop a drop of blood on the Stone and your body will be lighter."

"Huh? Such a demonic prop warmth?

"It's an application. It's supposed to make things feel light over here. By draining it, we restrict the subject to the owner of the blood."

With that said, I also wear a gravity-reducing demonic prop - a bracelet with demonic stones. This is convenient, so you're putting it away. It's made of scum demon stone, so it's a limited-time substitute.

But I also know your brother's doubts. In this world, such things would fall into the category of muscle strength enhancement through physical strengthening. In the first place, there is no word or recognition for gravity. A lump sum called 'weight'.

However, you just thought the magic props were awkward, and here the butler returned it to sanity.

"Please wait! Exactly, that's what happens."

"No, fine. Now, my 'injury' seems to be healing. Let's believe this kid."

To your clearly outgoing brother, the butler backs off even as he says something. I guess I care more about the Lord's condition than about his pride as a magician.

It's okay, Deacon! I just need to be able to make sure I can stand up, because I've equipped myself with demonic props to support you, too.

If it's not healed, I'll be in trouble. If you can get the fact that 'I'm cured', you can use it to drop it even if you find out, so get out.

"Then I'll lift it, won't I? Oh, I guess you should put your hand on my shoulder."

"Oh, hey, that's... eh"

Though I say it, I stick my hand in your brother's side and lift it hysterically.

"Right? You'll be fine, won't you?

"... yeah, it's very complicated. That was really light."

A brother with an indescribable expression. Ha, it's a man's pride, throw it away.

When your brother instantly erased the look, he slowly put his strength into his legs. Gradually float the hand that remained on my shoulder and stand up on my own feet.

"Oh, that sounds okay"

It's dangerous, but it stands for once. This would be well healed. If you feel it back, you should be able to walk normally.

Your brother had a somewhat frightening look at the strange situation of his senseless feet. I know the condition, so no wonder... it seems this guy has never been hurt like that before.

This is a situation where, immediately after using healing magic, an arm or foot injury is severe. Shortly after healing, you won't be able to help.

In my perception, 'Well, I made up for the missing part with magic, so it's natural!' To that extent, 'but I don't have that knowledge in this world.

The teacher said, 'It is an assumption that is easy for those who only know the effects of healing magic to do, and using healing magic in the event of serious injury does not allow them to move instantly'? Commonly popular healing magic is a simple version.

"Oops!

Your brother, who tilted his body, weighs in on me. Apparently, he worked hard to get to the critical point.

"I'll be right back, so you don't have to rush. In the meantime, let's sit in the chair."

"Right, there's a feeling, and I got it up.... I'll be able to walk in no hurry"

"Yes, sir."

So don't ask me what I do. Don't be disrespectful or anything.

With that in mind, I was almost with my brother in the chair again... and it sounded amazing and I turned my face towards you in surprise. There's an open door.

The identity of the sound seemed to be the sound of the butler opening the door with momentum.

……

...... that sucks!? Awkward, did you run to the news somewhere!? I'd be in trouble if I cracked my identity!

Then there's only one action I'll take.

"Eh... it seems okay, so it's time for you to excuse me. Parents are worried."

Smile and say goodbye. Heh heh, one shot with metastatic magic on the way home. You won't even be able to chase him back now that the butler is away.

- But.

"... brother, let go of this hand? I want to go home."

My smiling brother just shook my hand in a gasp. Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

"Actually, there's something I haven't told you.... I was born unable to walk"

"Huh?"

We stare at each other, smiling.

……

What do you mean?

The healing magic of this world is basic - I don't know advanced - to something called 'making up for the missing part'. The birth defect is' that's the right shape ', so it doesn't heal.

Maybe it's the same with a disability or something. That is, healing magic is' against injury ', so it is also possible that the birth disorder does not fall under it.

In the first place, magic 'looks' at the subject. Even if you can't see it, the damage to your head and gut is' painful 'and you recognize it as an injury.

Because of this, it seems that good doctors do not fail to detoxify and heal magic, no matter how minor the injuries. On rare occasions, it is too late to notice...

If you were born blind or deaf, 'its condition is the finished form'. It would also be influencing to become an ambiguous perception of 'healing symptoms' rather than an injury.

Medical care is underdeveloped, so 'what is not clearly known can not be cured'. I don't know how to cure you, like?

The fact that it has healed this time may mean that treatment is possible if the surgeon knows how it works in the body. However, this is very difficult to explain. Something suspicious that people in this world can understand, like the body of a person, how it works.

In my case, I have an 'example' of the knowledge of the original world and myself. So if you're in a state of 'just not functioning', you can cure your birth disorder, too? I had talked to my teacher about it, etc. With a very slight degree of defect, there won't be much strain on the body.

Still, suddenly you can't be able to stand. Because there's nothing you can do to support your body or anything like that. It would be impossible...... if it were the original world.

But 'if there is magic in this world, it cannot be said that it is impossible'.

Normal healing magic, even something you can't fool around with. If you're a healing specialist mage you haven't seen yet, you're going to figure it out to some extent.

What if... whoever just left was a healing magician or something, doing something every day? If that's the premise, then this situation is possible.

"So I was wondering if you could give me some more time. Because I don't know my own condition."

I'll pay you - bad for your brother who says so, but I was thinking something completely different.

Yikes! This is a sermon project! You'll find out what a magician is!

Oh, this is my mistake!? Me, are you sure of the sermon this time too...?