The Abandoned White Magician’s Tea Life - Chapter 13 : White Magician's Job

Translator: Sunnyshies

Editor: Ryuubii

Chapter 13 : White Magician’s Job

The next day, several large men promptly visited Amalia’s house.

“Sorry, you’re the White Magician they’re talking about, aren’t you?”

“Yes, nice to meet you. How can I help you?”

While responding politely, Amalia observed the men in front of her.

There were three men standing in the doorway. They were probably around thirty years old, and they were so tall that Amalia had to look up at them. It was already autumn, but they were wearing shirts that exposed their strong arms and loose-fitting pants, so they must have been injured while doing some kind of carpentry work.

“We were fixing a hole in the ceiling, and this guy sort of missed his footing and twisted it.”

“Does white magic also heal sprains?”

The man in the middle, standing between his friends, was indeed borrowing the shoulder of the man on the right, and his expression seemed grim, as if he was enduring pain.

‘If it’s just a sprain, it shouldn’t take too long to heal.’

While she brought in a chair with Yugo, Amalia recalled the treatments she had performed so far.

The children at the orphanage were often injured as well. The naughty boys in particular often had scrapes and cuts, and sometimes they would come back with twisted legs from falling who knows where.

When she was traveling with Alphonse, she had treated more severe bleeding injuries. Amalia can’t handle injuries that left them between life and death, but she can handle minor injuries and minor health problems.

The man sat down on the chair, and with the help of another man, removed his boots and rolled up the hem of his pants. She could see his well-muscled calves from his regular carpentry work, and his ankles were swollen and blue.

It’s a common sprain. After asking permission, she gently touched the affected area and focused her attention on it.

White magic cures injuries and illnesses by pouring the magic power of the magician into the patient to promote healing. When she spread her magic power into the man’s leg, she found that there was nothing wrong with his bones and other parts of his body. But the ligaments seemed to be partially damaged, so that was where the healing needed to be done.

Once she finished assessing his injuries, she began the treatment.

She held her hand over the affected area and released her magic power. White light, proof that Amalia was using white magic, flooded her hand, and the surprised voices of the men could be heard.

A white light that looked like it was covered in stardust clung to his ankles as if sucking him in. “Whoa?” Amalia felt a response as she heard the man’s voice.

‘…okay, I think that’s about right.’

The torn ligaments will recover and the blood vessels will be restored. Although the purple spots still remain, they will disappear naturally.

“How are you feeling? The torn ligaments and blood vessels have been repaired.”

“Oh, this is amazing! It doesn’t hurt anymore!”

“I’m glad to hear that. However, although I treated him with white magic, his body is still weak, so for today, please refrain from doing activities and try to recover your strength.”

If she didn’t pay attention to him, he’ll go back to work right away, that was why she made sure to nail him down. The man was still trying to get back to work right away and was at a loss for words while being patted on the back by his friends on both sides.

“Thanks for your help, Amalia. As for the compensation… what do I need to do?”

“Oh, in that case, I’m supposed to compile it here and report it to Bruno-san.”

Amalia said as she rummaged through her waist pouch.

As a white magician, Amalia works to heal the people of Polk. It’s not charity, so of course they have to pay for her services.

However, getting paid each time would be difficult in some cases, and it would be hard to come up with a market price. Therefore, at Bruno’s suggestion, they decided to write down the details of the treatment and submit them to him after a certain period of time for compensation.

Fortunately, the people in this village could write their own names. Therefore, Amalia had prepared a medical chart for them to sign, with illustrations of the treatment. Of course, if they could write, they would write down the details, but it was necessary to deal with those who could not.

After reporting to Bruno, Amalia will make a list of what she would like to request from each patient. Most of the time it would be money, but she could also ask for payment in kind, such as vegetables for those who had a farm, or meat for those who were good hunters. Bruno will be able to arrange this as well.

After the explanation, the man nodded his head and wrote down the symptoms of the sprain and other information on the cheap paper chart that Amalia offered him. He seemed to be able to read and write very well.

“Well then, I’ll see you again when payment is due. Money is fine, but if you need heavy lifting, we can take care of it that way, right?”

“Yes. As you can see, I live alone with my son, so I may need some help. I’d appreciate it.”

“Yeah, I got it! Well, thanks a lot!”

Amalia breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the man leave with a smile on his face with his friends.

‘I’m glad it worked out fine―’

She sat down on the chair where the man had been sitting on earlier and looked up at the front door ceiling vaguely.

It’s been a long time since someone thanked her for her treatment.

At the monastery and orphanage, gratitude was thoroughly instilled in them, so it was natural for them to say thank you when something was done for them. Amalia’s white magic and tea were appreciated by Alphonse and the others for the first six months or so, she thought.

However, as Amalia’s lack of ability began to resonate with Amalia’s petty complaints, they began to take Amalia’s use of white magic for granted. It was normal for her to be able to heal her own wounds perfectly. However, if it took too much time or Amalia’s strength ran out and she collapsed, she was called “weak” and “useless”.

‘Things got a lot worse after Esmeralda’s arrival…’

The silver-haired princess was quite naive, but she was an advanced white magician, and the amount of magic power she possessed was incomparable to that of Amalia. Naturally, everyone relied on Esmeralda’s magic, but when the wound was too bad for Esmeralda to deal with, she would order Amalia to heal it.

Compared to those days when she was treated like a disposable medicine, this village was like heaven where people said “thank you” just for fixing their sprains.

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