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"...To restore to the initial state, what's the charge?!"
Listening to Keare's words,
Amid's slightly furrowed brow tightened even more, but looking at the brown-haired young man's calm demeanor, her eyes were filled with disbelief.
Orario...
Or even the entire world, does it truly possess such powerful healing methods?
Even the magic she wielded, 'Dia Fratello', couldn't achieve such a feat, and for physical disabilities incurred from Dungeon adventures,
The solution was to wear prosthetics.
As the master of prosthetic technology, Amid knew better than anyone that this only allowed Adventurers to struggle back to a semblance of normal life.
Yet Keare could restore a patient to their initial state?
She frowned, not entirely convinced: "The 'initial state' you mentioned... what exactly does that mean?"
"It means restoring missing limbs, allowing Adventurers to return to a normal life, and they can continue their Dungeon exploration activities afterward."
"It's not just simple healing."
Using the Dian Cecht Familia and Battlefield Saintess Amid's names to earn money through 'Recovery' and also fleece some healers.
For the current Keare, this was definitely the safest approach.
It could quickly improve his current economic situation, and even provide an additional way to increase his status values. He looked at the delicate, doll-like young woman before him.
Patiently awaiting her response.
Reason was telling Amid that this was a miracle that simply couldn't exist.
But the young man's confident attitude momentarily stumped her. Her gaze swept towards the unconscious patient on the bed; the simplest way to verify was right before her eyes.
"If even the disability of both legs can be healed, I will pay you this money."
Seek the patient's opinion?
Amid knew the patient's financial situation; he was essentially an outcast of his Familia, and it was even less likely that the Familia behind him would pay for the treatment.
Purchasing materials for potions and using magic to heal him was purely out of goodwill.
"No problem."
With Amid's permission, Keare nodded slightly, of course not forgetting his idea of fleecing, attributing it to a side effect of 'Recovery' magic.
To be able to heal all injuries without paying any price.
If such news were to spread, it's hard to imagine what kind of sensation it would cause, and the random decrease in ability points served as a perfect explanation.
"But there are some things I must explain to you beforehand."
Facing Amid's puzzled gaze, he added: "The magic I wield... when healing severe injuries, it will bring some side effects to the patient."
"Mhm."
When she heard the additional explanation about the side effects,
Amid's suspicions actually diminished significantly. The idea of restoring severed limbs without any side effects was simply ridiculous to even consider.
Her face showed no emotion as she nodded:
"I believe the patient will understand."
"Then I'll begin."
Whether his mental power reserves could perfectly display the 'Recovery' effect was something Keare had to consider, but recalling the Gun Yō from the first timeline.
He had just become the 'Hero of Healing' and was already able to heal the Kingdom's Sword Saint's severed arm.
And during his diligent efforts in Orario, he couldn't possibly be so reliant on magic that he couldn't even heal a common Adventurer's legs, could he?
Facing the young woman's expectant gaze,
Keare didn't hesitate, gently placing his palm on the intact torso next to the patient's severed limb. He didn't need to chant spells like Amid.
'Heal'
The Recovery magic instantly activated.
Instead, an intense sensation of being drained stripped away all his mental power. This was no longer a sign of mental power deficiency, but a sharp, piercing pain.
Encountering an unknown monster.
Fighting with all his might, yet not truly all his might, and ultimately ending in failure.
Countless memories flooded into Keare's mind like a tide. Even without the empathetic side effect, he still felt a strong throbbing pain.
A soft light enveloped the patient's severed body.
The wounds healed by Amid's healing magic were continuously tearing open, and bones, blood vessels, and muscle tissue were restoring at a visible speed.
It was as if time was being reversed.
Restoring the patient's legs to their initial, uninjured state!
And as his mental power completely depleted, and his consciousness was about to fall into a coma, Keare didn't forget to use the skill 'Plunder' to claim his extra reward.
"This..."
"How did you do this!!"
Witnessing Keare's healing method firsthand, the patient's formerly empty pant legs now displayed perfectly intact limbs, restored before her eyes.
The shock in Amid's heart was utterly indescribable.
She tried desperately to confirm, pulling up the patient's pant leg, and as she touched the restored legs, feeling the warmth and the recoil of muscle tissue,
The young woman stood frozen in place.
"Just... how powerful is this magic, to be able to heal even severed legs?"
"..."
Known as Orario's strongest healer, Amid had heard countless praises, but she wasn't deluded, clearly aware of her shortcomings.
Yet, Keare's healing magic and the miracle she personally witnessed,
The young woman didn't feel a sense of defeat; instead, she thought of the patients she had fitted with prosthetics. If he were here, would it be possible to...
Truly, return to a normal life?
"Keare!"
"Your healing talent, in Orario... no, in the entire world, it's top-notch!"
Amid only felt a great burden lifted from her shoulders, but she didn't receive an answer from the young man. Turning her head, she found Keare unconscious.
The excitement in her heart instantly vanished.
The personality she had developed from supporting her Familia alone for so many years meant that even now, the young woman couldn't help but panic, disregarding the difference in gender.
Kneeling on the ground, Amid gently picked up Keare and carried him to the adjacent room.
"Is it severe mental power exhaustion?"
"..."
She took out an expensive panacea from the cabinet, her slender fingers touching the brown-haired young man's lips, patiently feeding the potion to him slowly.
In this situation,
Even using the magic 'Dia Fratello' couldn't solve it, because Keare wasn't injured at all.
"It should..."
"Be alright, right?"
Amid's mood was particularly complex. She inexplicably thought of Hestia, the goddess who had stubbornly brought Keare to the Pure White Sanatorium that day, and guilt enveloped her.
She could even confirm that Keare had no experience healing severe injuries.
She had never imagined that the cost of healing a severed limb would be so severe for Keare. Time passed, and the patient in the next bed had already regained consciousness.
The young woman had no intention of going to check on them.
All her attention was focused on the handsome face of the brown-haired young man, until the effects of the panacea gradually took hold and Keare's brow twitched slightly.
The heavy heart finally eased.
Watching the brown-haired young man gradually regain consciousness, Amid could no longer suppress the excitement in her heart, her upturned eyes constantly overflowing with tenderness.
"You're finally awake... Keare!"