300 - - 298 makeshift care homes.

When the slum master finished his treatment, the slum dwellers gathered in large numbers for the cure. It's amazing what a free treatment can do. I should hide my face for now and rent a room in my master's house to open a temporary treatment center.

"We're all set. Please bring them in one by one, starting with those with the most severe symptoms.

I say "ready," but all I did was put on a robe and put on a hood. As soon as I asked Jude to help me, the first person was brought in on a board. I told him that I would start with the one with the most severe symptoms, but this was hard for me.

Obviously, you can't bring in a person in such a critical condition. He should be on bed rest for sure. He is skinny and thin, and his face has gone beyond pale to purple. He's already unconscious, not moving a muscle.

"Can you help me, Mommy?"

Oof, while I was distracted by the motionless woman, a little girl suddenly spoke to me. A mother is this unconscious woman, isn't she?

A girl around the same age as Kikka is looking at me with a face like she is about to cry. A very sick person and a young child from the very first shot are foul. This situation is especially hard for me, especially when my paternalism tends to run wild under the influence of Gina and Belle and the others. But how did they survive with a sick mother and a small child?　Maybe they help each other in the slum.

You know, if you ask for help from someone with mild symptoms first, ...... no, if they are brought in later, you have left them outside for a long period of time. That's not a fancy way of feeling guilty. In the meantime, let's reassure the girl looking at me.

"Yeah, I'll take good care of your mom, don't worry."

Really?

Really, really. I'll fix it right up, just give me a minute.

He pats the girl's head reassuringly. Huh?　This girl also has a fine scrape on her arm. Let's get her fixed up after her mother. If you want to reassure her before that, heal the woman quickly.

Vita begins to heal the woman as she chants with her right hand over the prone woman. The light envelops the woman and her bad complexion returns to normal.

"Yuta, I have cured your illness and restored your strength, but you do not have enough nutrition. With my treatment, he should be fine for a while, but please tell him to eat as much as possible.

Vita says with a slightly pained expression. I guess she knows it's hard to eat in the current situation in the slum. We should at least cook for them today, since we're on a boat.

The soup kitchen...... is a wonderful thing to do, but I feel very uncomfortable when I think about doing it myself. I don't have a taste for the grotesque, and I am happy when I am praised for doing something good, but when I do something this good, I am saddened by my nature, which subtly makes me want to run away from it.

Well, I'm already treated as a saint, so why don't I try to become a god?　With the help of Sylphy and others, I think I can become a charismatic guru. The name of the religion is Spiritism!　...... seriously looks like it could be done, which is the opposite of what I'm afraid of. I'd rather be in a s*x store and get all hot and bothered than to be worshipped. It's important to live a life that fits your size.

"Your mother is healed and will wake up in a little while, so you don't have to worry anymore. You look hurt too, so let's get you fixed up."

Really! She holds out her right hand to the fussing girl and asks Vita to heal her. The girl is so absorbed in her mother that she does not realize that she has been healed.

I'm sorry, could you please put her in a safe place until she realizes that she has been injured? Also, we would like to have a cookout, so we need someone who can cook to help us and a place to set up.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, this is the only time, but it seems that many people need enough food for the time being.

"Okay. I'll prepare.

Thank you very much."

You tell the girl who is checking on her mother that it will take some time, but there will be a soup kitchen, so when her mother wakes up, you will eat together and leave. The girl waves cheerfully as she leaves, and you wave back and ask her to call the next patient. At this rate, it's going to be a tough day.

**

"Doctor, these children will be the last."

I understand. Everyone just line up here and be quiet."

I say, and the kids come in and quietly line up side by side. Well, this is the last one, let's do it. I hold up my right hand to each of them and chant, and Vita heals them.

"Yuta, these children also have abrasions, bruises, and malnutrition.

Vita tells us the symptoms.

"Now I'm cured. Has everyone eaten from the soup kitchen?　If you haven't, make sure you eat. You can have a second helping if you need more."

I'm fixed!　I'll have another! I send the screaming children out of the room and sit down in a chair to catch my breath. I've provided plenty of ingredients for the soup kitchen, so it should be fine. Oak meat and vegetables of all kinds were served in abundance. The soup was made with the sick in mind, so it must have been quite a lot of food.

But I'm glad it went faster than I thought it would. The number of people with severe symptoms at the beginning was surprisingly small, so their mental condition is also alright.

Well, I got a little blue when I heard that the reason why the number of people with severe symptoms is so small is that they die soon because they can't get satisfactory treatment. After the middle stage of the treatment, the pace of treatment increased because there were not so many people with severe symptoms, and we had more than one group of people enter the room if they were safe.

However, perhaps because of the slum location, the number of injured people was much larger than the sick. It was understandable that the bad men were beaten up, but there were many children with injuries that looked like they had been beaten up. It seems that the slums of the Kingdom of Beryl are more difficult places to live than the slums of the Labyrinth City.

The food in the labyrinth city is abundant and cheap, thanks to the foodstuffs from the labyrinth, so the benefits must have extended to the slums as well.

"Thank you for your hard work. You have treated quite a few people, are you alright?"

Mr. Jude asks me worriedly. He muttered something along the way about how it was impossible for the magic to last this long, so I'm pretty sure he's a monster for saying he's totally fine. Well, even if I don't think about it calmly, I know it's crazy to have healed that many people with magic.

Let's have the rumors spread exaggeratedly about some mysterious healer who appeared in the slum, or some miracle of the slum, or something like that. Then few people will believe such a rumor.

Yes, we don't have to cover up our abilities, but we can spread a flashy rumor and hide the truth in it so that people won't believe it. I don't know if it will work, but it feels good to be a schemer.

"Well, I'm a little tired, but that's okay. But can I take a short break by myself?"

"Okay. I'll have one of my men standing by the door, so please let me know if you need anything. And may I bring you something to drink?

"We have our own drinks, so don't worry. I'll call you when the break is over.

I bow and watch Jude leave. I wonder if having a subordinate stand in front of the door can be considered an escort.　...... Well, the surveillance role seems to be stronger, so let's whisper. Take off your robe and relax.

（Thank you, Sylphy and Vita. You really helped me today.)

"Hmm, you're welcome."

"Healing lives is important to me, so I have no problem with it."

Sylphy and Vita each respond favorably. I feel better now that they say it's no problem, since I interrupted their drinking party and was a little awkward to rely on them from the first day before I went on my trip alone, saying I'd be fine on my own. Well, I'm a little embarrassed that they might think that Yuta is a handful. .......

（Thank you. By the way, Dine and her friends are drinking, right? How are Belle and Gina doing?)

"Well, before I was summoned, they were out there playing and jumping around. Don't worry, they were having a good time, so it won't be a problem.

"Yes, it is. He was excited to eat lunch in Ruby's cafeteria, so I'm sure he'll be fine."

...... That complicates things. Huh?　Could this be the feeling of a parent who misses his or her child?　No, no, no. What is the point of making paternity stronger when the purpose is to restore youth that is dying? Think of it as a good thing that you are well and enjoy the trip.

（That's a relief. Sylphy, Vita, thank you for your help. I'm about to be repatriated, but it would be nice if you could tell everyone that I'm going to buy lots of souvenirs for them.)

"Oh, I'll stay with you until you get out of the slum, okay?"

I'm fine either way."

(Thanks, but I'm traveling alone, so I'll do the best I can on my own. I've found a guide and I think I'll be fine.)

The presence of a guide is like hiring a local guide, so it's safe to travel alone, right?

"Okay. But if you are in danger, don't be afraid to travel alone and summon me immediately. Good."

"If anyone needs medical attention on my end, don't hesitate to ask."

（I'll be counting on you then. If nothing happens, I'll summon you the day after tomorrow.)　

He waves to Sylphy and Vita and deports them. We finally get the eels, even though we've taken a detour due to a number of unforeseen circumstances. The sun is about to set and we must hurry. We mustn't forget that the real work is done after dark.

Well, let's get moving. First, let's ask the guy standing in front of the door to call Mr. Jude.

**

Sorry to keep you waiting.

No, I'm not waiting for you at all. So, I'd like you to show me the way, okay?"

It took less than two minutes after I had Mr. Jude call for me, so I was early.

"It's all right. You said you had a purpose, where can I take you?

I don't know where to go, but my goal is to get eels. I asked at a fishmonger in King's Landing, and he said they are sold here. You can get them, can't you?

"Huh?　Eels?　That kind of food is for people who don't have enough to feed themselves, even in the slums.　Did you come into a slum for something like that?"

Perhaps surprised, Jude's tone of voice falters. Mr. Jude, you have a lot of characters. But what kind of way do they eat eels, if they are rated at the bottom of the slum?

"Well, how are eels eaten in the slums?"

"I'm thinking of boiling or grilling them."

What do they do with boiled eels...... slime and such?　The fact that baked eels are avoided in the market makes it sound like a dish similar to roasted eels. Especially in a slum, there seems to be few kinds of seasonings, so if the preparation is not done properly, the eels may not taste good. Also, I remember now that eels must be drained of mud.

I remember that you have to leave eels in clean water for a couple of days to remove the mud ...... ...... is not good. I got it today, so I'm just in time. You can't just close them up and store them in a magic bag. Do the people in the slums keep eels alive in the first place?

If I close it as soon as I take it, I can't even remove the mud. ...... I'll have to ask Sylphy to bring it back alive.

I look up and see Mr. Jude looking at me like I'm some poor guy. I feel like he thinks I'm a ghetto lover. It's a little annoying, but the lower the rating of eels, the more my eel dish shines.

A convenient turn of events for me. ...... I had to teach him how to cook in order for it to shine. I don't have the confidence to handle eels. ...... Well, let's just get some eels and then we'll figure it out.