Magic Maker - How to make magic in another world - - Chapter 71

Magic Maker – How to make magic in another world –

Chapter 71   To admit, to be recognized

The day has come to an end.

The current issue is my magical power.

Since the amount of magical power I can use in a day is fixed, the problem was how many people I could heal in a day.

Lazy syndrome is not a disease that requires urgent attention, so there is no need to hurry if it can ultimately be cured.

However, it’s not just Istria’s problem. If the Queen orders an invitation before Istria can be treat of all patients, I won’t be able to refuse.

I wanted to treat everyone before that happened.

But that concern turned out to be unnecessary.

Because the amount of magical power needed for one person was not that much.

The magical power required for my sister’s treatment was 1500.

However, the necessary magical power varied depending on the person.

Generally, it was around 100 to 300, and there were no people who needed more than 500, let alone 1000.

My sister seemed to be special, and the magical power of other patients was very low.

It might be because her magical power increased through magical training.

There was also another pleasant miscalculation.

That is that my magical power recovery has become abnormally fast.

It used to take a day for a complete recovery, and if my magical power was depleted, it would take several days of rest for a full recovery.

But now, if it’s around tens of thousands of magical power, it can recover in a few hours.

My current magical power is about a million. It’s more of a rough estimate.

Since it recovers tens of thousands in a few hours, even if I rest completely for a day, it won’t recover to a million.

However, despite having only ten thousand total magical power in the past, it took a day to recover.

The recovery amount has increased significantly.

The time required for treatment is at most about two minutes.

Even if I treat almost without rest, I never use enough magical power to deplete a million.

Of course, the time to recover the depleted magical power is also necessary, so I am not always in a fully recovered state.

The number of patients treated on the first day was three hundred.

I treated continuously with almost no breaks to achieve this number.

However, it’s not feasible to treat at night, and if I don’t sleep, not only will the recovery of magical power slow down, but I’ll also collapse.

That would be counterproductive.

The actual working hours are about ten hours.

Since it’s ten hours from around noon, it’s a considerable amount of time.

It’s a laborious work schedule, almost at the level of a black company, but it wasn’t a hardship.

If you’re a working adult, many people have likely experienced something similar.

Besides, seeing the happy faces of the families after the treatment made the fatigue disappear, and I wanted to help even more.

As expected, when night fell, soldiers and nurses stopped me, and the clinic temporarily closed its operations.

Midnight.

I can still hear the voices of soldiers arguing with patients’ families outside.

They are supposed to change shifts every eight hours, but it seems that, considering the commotion during the day, they decided to continue their watch at night as well.

People keep coming and asking for treatment, so there’s no end to it.

It happens during the day, but there are also people who come at night.

It’s unfortunate, but I can’t provide treatment without sleep.

Because of that, I decided to stay at the makeshift clinic, thinking that going home would inconvenience those around me and my family.

Honestly, I want to go home and see my sister’s face.

But my sister has just recovered, and I don’t want to cause unnecessary worry.

Dad, mom, and everyone are taking care of her, so she should be fine.

I feel a bit lonely, and the desire to meet her is strong.

After all, we’ve finally become able to talk.

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…Ah, no, this is no good.

When I think about it, I want to go home.

Staying overnight at the clinic has its advantages, such as being able to start treating patients early in the morning, so let’s accept that.

Nurses have called in the night shift, and those on the day shift have gone home to rest.

In addition to the large shared room, there are several small rooms in the facility, and that’s where I’ll be sleeping.

Since there aren’t many rooms, Cole and I share the same room.

We’ve had our meal, and preparations for sleep are already complete.

Certainly, fatigue has set in.

Let’s go to bed early and prepare for tomorrow.

Thinking so, as I head towards the room from the waiting area, I was called to a stop.

“Excuse me, Ornstein… sensei.”

Turning around to a deep voice, it was the male nurse who had voiced his opinion to me during the day. He was standing there in casual clothes, wearing a troubled expression.

“Oh, thank you for your hard work. I appreciate your help today.”

“Uh, y-yes… thank you for your hard work.”

As I said that, he remained standing there without turning on his heel. It seems like he has something to say.

“…Um, I apologize. We labeled you as a child and, on top of that, made light of it as if it were a joke.

We looked down on you and scorned you without reason.

We, as medical professionals, felt frustrated in a situation where we couldn’t do anything, even though people were suffering.

As the number of lazy syndrome patients increased, those of us in the medical field were continuously reminded of our powerlessness.

Hearing rumors about you in such a situation, we found solace in looking down on ourselves.

We’re making an effort. Still, we haven’t produced results.

Yet, to a child whose capabilities we don’t even understand, what can a child possibly achieve?

We thought not to belittle medicine, patients’ families, and ourselves. That’s what we believed.

So, I think we took out our frustrations on you. It was a terrible act.

I’m sorry. We…”

It seemed like he couldn’t find the words.

There was still something he wanted to say.

About their own incompetence.

However, what would saying more achieve?

That conflict was evident on his face.

I returned a wry smile.

And I said,

“Well, of course. It’s only natural to think that way, and I really don’t mind.”

“Huh? N-no, but we were rude. Not just this time. Before as well, you’ve probably been treated coldly by doctors and nurses, right?”

“Well, yeah, that’s true. I was clearly looked down upon, and being treated as a child, I experienced that a lot. But I think it’s inevitable. Everyone is living earnestly, and it’s natural for them to think that way. So, you don’t need to worry about it. Besides, everyone has the same goal from the beginning, so there’s no problem.”

Perhaps due to Duke Balkh’s arrangements, there was no pressure from the medical community, and I wasn’t subjected to harassment. Of course, I received cold looks from direct interactions with doctors and nurses, but they probably didn’t adopt such attitudes solely for the sake of their pride.

They want to help patients. That’s a sentiment everyone should have.

I don’t crave recognition, and if someone else can heal, that’s fine.

So, there’s no problem.

If I had been consistently obstructed, I would have had to come up with some countermeasures.

The male nurse blinked several times in response to my answer, staring at me in a way that was so obvious in its surprise that I couldn’t help but wryly smile.

“Well then, I’ll go to bed. Please rest well too. Goodbye.”

“Yes, sensei. Thank you for your hard work.”

There were no thorns in our parting words; instead, it exuded a somewhat calm and friendly atmosphere.

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“Thank you so much! Sensei, thank you!”

The family members of the patients held my hands, expressing their gratitude with tears in their eyes, repeating their thanks several times.

The patients who had completed treatment for lazy syndrome were discharged from the makeshift clinic and would be returning to another clinic or their homes. Continuous observation is necessary, but due to the large number of patients, it would be impossible to keep an eye on everyone here. From now on, I thought it would be best to leave it to the professionals.

Everyone’s magical power has returned. For now, there shouldn’t be any problems.

As the treatment of the last patient concluded, the clinic became surprisingly quiet, as if it were a lie. The nurses had already taken care of cleaning, organizing, and tidying up.

It’s over.

Finally, it’s over.

It took a week, but we managed to finish.

With a sense of accomplishment, I let out a deep sigh.

Ah, I’m tired.

But it’s good.

Everyone has been healed.

Not just my sister, but all the other lazy syndrome patients.

It’s a significant achievement, even if it’s only within Istria.

“Good job, Shion.”

“Yeah, thanks, Cole.”

Cole, in his shirt, gave my shoulder a light pat.

Feeling drained, I smiled weakly.

“With this, the treatment of patients in Istria should be over.”

“Yeah. At this point, it seems that way. There might be more in the future, but it shouldn’t be as chaotic as this time.”

“I really hope we won’t have to treat thousands of patients again…”

“That might be wishful thinking.”

Outside Istria, there are still many lazy syndrome patients. At the moment, we haven’t received letters from the capital, and if the queen gives instructions, I might have to go to the capital. It’s been ten days since the message was sent to the capital, and it’s been a week since treatment started. Considering it takes about ten days for a messenger to return, it might be soon.

For now, it seems we made it in time.

The clinic is lined with beds and medical equipment for emergencies, but no one is there, and there are no patients.

“Shion, you’re really something.”

When Cole said that, I was genuinely surprised. He rarely compliments so straightforwardly.

“Of course. What’s up?”

“Nothing, really. I just thought that. Just so you know, it’s only about this incident. Don’t get carried away, okay? I’m better when it comes to medicine.”

“I know that.”

I replied with a bewildered expression, and Cole, with a start, turned away with a red face.

What’s with him? What does he want to say?

I could only tilt my head in confusion.

“Anyway! Thanks to you… we were saved. Not just the patients but the doctors too. Thanks.”

Before I could say anything, Cole left.

If he wanted to express gratitude, he could have said it casually.

He’s awkward.

Thinking that, a smile naturally crossed my face.

Thank you, huh? It feels good when someone says it.

I can truly feel that my efforts and hard work have borne fruit.

“Uhm, sensei.”

Turning around, all the nurses had gathered and lined up.

I hesitated for a moment, wondering what was going on.

What could it be?

Is someone going to tell me not to get carried away like Cole did?

“Oh, thank you very much.”

They all bowed their heads simultaneously.

I became even more flustered.

“Huh? W-what is it?”

“Thanks to you, many patients were saved. Even when we didn’t believe we could treat them, you answered sincerely. While we were being selfish, you earnestly faced the patients and provided treatment. We were deeply moved by your figure! You are a reflection of a true physician!”

The young nurses directed sparkling eyes towards me.

Behind them, experienced nurses sent warm glances.

Wait, huh?

What’s going on?

I’m just a magic enthusiast, and by chance, it happened to be connected to the treatment of lazy syndrome.

Why are they looking at me with such eyes?

“N-no, it’s not that big of a deal.”

“It is a big deal! You cured patients that other doctors couldn’t! It’s amazing! It’s truly amazing!”

It’s just about treating lazy syndrome.

I can’t cure any other diseases, and, if anything, I’m rather useless.

When they praise me like that, I find it difficult to respond.

By the way, they still don’t know that I can use magic. They only know that the lazy syndrome was cured when I placed my hand on the chest and did something.

Even though they only know that, they had no choice but to believe in it due to the fact that it actually happened.

After the incident on the day of the Scarlet night, it seems there are rumors that I used magic. The wording is not explicitly “magic,” but it seems to describe the use of mysterious powers.

There were already rumors circulating that I was involved in occult or suspicious treatments. This incident probably intensified those rumors.

There are numerous witnesses, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Although my father had previously told me not to talk about magic to others, I wonder if it’ll be okay.

Well, at this point, whether I need to hide it or not is questionable. Someone would eventually see what I’m doing during treatments, and it would only be a matter of time before it’s exposed.

Duke Balkh is probably aware of this, and the queen likely knows as well. No one explicitly told me to conceal it.

Either way, it’s too late to think about it now.

Moreover, at this point, the one who would be troubled by it becoming known is not me but the queen of Lystia Kingdom.

Believing that the queen has a plan and hasn’t done anything so far is the only option.

In any case, it’s too late for various things now.

While thinking about all of this, I continued to gently deflect the praises of the nurses.