75 Episode 75: The Virgin and the Evil Eye of Black Death

"Hurry up and sort the wounded -!

At the behest of an Adventurer Alliance official, the wounded are transported to one place.

When the campsite rescue arrived in time, we decided to rendezvous with a follow-on unit that was hurrying to catch up and treat the wounded.

However, because the number of injured is high, patients will be sorted according to the depth of the wound.

This is so that a highly ranked healing magic technician can focus on healing the seriously injured.

"Regards, Virgin"

"Yeah, I'll take care of it"

Mr. Foca, a high-ranking monk, will treat the seriously wounded gathered by the Alliance's officials.

"High Heels"

A warm light rises from Mr. Foca's ragged hand and treats the wounds of a seriously ill patient.

I don't see it from here, but I guess it's quite a scratch to say it's a seriously ill patient.

Foca's figure, illuminated by the healing light, is divine, and even untreated people are in love with Foca's figure.

"Oh... I'm running out of pain..."

Redness returns to the cheeks of the seriously injured person, who had a blue and white face until just now, and his breathing stabilizes.

"Now the wound is blocked. But I won't go back to the blood I lost, so let him rest and eat the things that make him blood."

"Okay. Those who have been healed, return to the tent immediately and rest!

"Next patient, then."

Mr. Foca's solemn treatment is exactly what he deserves to call the Virgin.

"Well, I guess we'll start treating Mr. Foca too."

Since Foca was in charge of treating the seriously injured, I was in charge of treating the relatively slightly injured.

"That's all the minor injuries... or do you treat this many people alone?

The injured adventurer looks at me anxiously.

Well, sure, because I'm only 15.

I can't help being questioned about my strength.

"It's okay. Sure, I'm still immature, but as long as I treat minor injuries, I can do it. Because we have to get the others to treat those who have been seriously injured. And healing magic doesn't matter how old you are."

"... well, so is that"

The adventurer has convinced me, and I think we should start treatment.

"Then I'll start treating you all. High Distant Heel!"

I collect and heal people gathered by Range Recovery Magic.

Regardless of the severely injured, it is easier to treat the minorly injured with range recovery magic.

"Oh, my wounds are healing!

"Dude, it's healed all the way to our wounds that are so far apart!?"

"Wow, you've healed all the wounds we've collected here!?"

The wounded adventurers raise their voices in an excited manner.

"It's just range recovery magic. Anyone who's used to healing magic can do it."

"Seriously!? Our monks can't use this kind of magic!?"

"Come on, you've never heard that before, have you?

Is that it? Something's wrong with the adventurers' reaction.

Range Recovery If it's a monk about magic, I think it's the basics of the basics.

"Huh? What!? What do you mean?"

Then Mr. Foca, who was treating a severely ill patient over there, shouts his surprise.

It's not just Mr. Foca, the monks who were treating the other wounded are bluffing.

"What's wrong with you?

"The patient's wound in front of me suddenly healed! I hadn't hung my healing magic yet!?"

"Neither do we. As if he hadn't been injured from the start..."

Uh, did you recover to your patient with range recovery magic over here?

But I think it was more than a severely ill patient or a minor injury that was over there, was there a mix of mildly ill patients too?

"Perhaps a patient with a relatively minor injury healed in the aftermath of this range recovery magic."

"Range recovery? Hey, what's that?

"What's the aftermath... what kind of healing magic did you use?"

Why doesn't everyone know range recovery magic?

"It's a restorative magic that treats everyone within a certain range. The amount of recovery is weakened, but since there is no limit on the number of people, this is more efficient if you have a large number of mild patients."

"Liar... I've never even seen such restorative magic in the Holy City."

Oops, once I learn the normal healing magic, I think I can teach range healing magic right away, too.

"Wow, you! You must be very confident that such amazing restorative magic can be used!

I'm kind of going to say a line I've heard somewhere, Mr. Foca.

Speaking of which, Mr. Norb said the same thing before.

"Recovery magic becomes powerful magic that has a deep faith in God. You are so young that you are unbeatable to the High Priest."

Uh, is that how Mr. Foca was taught, too?

Originally, healing magic wasn't a special force or anything, but since some monks mentioned healing magic was a divine power given by God or something, there were quite a few people in their previous lives who thought the same thing.

"Be sure to go to the Sacred Capital and baptize when this request is over! I'll introduce you directly to the priest!

Accepting it will definitely involve trouble, and explaining the theory of restorative magic will flatter you, so let's flush it out here properly.

"It's no big deal for a kid like me to have faith. More than that, I still haven't been treated. I'm going to see if there are any wounded."

"Oh, wait a minute!

"Good luck treating the seriously injured, Foca."

"Huh? Ah! Yes, I did. Bring the next patient."

So let's just get out of here.

In the meantime, I'm glad Mr. Foca isn't the one who leaves the patient alone and manages to be enthusiastic about faith or something.

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"Where the hell have you been?

I am Foca, a monk serving God.

Some people in the alley call me the Virgin, who became an S-rank adventurer, but I am a very ordinary monk.

I became an adventurer also because I was determined to save people with my own hands and feet, as far as the priests dawn into a power struggle in the Holy City.

I met such a wonderful boy in this land.

Even though he was still young, he was an S-ranked adventurer who showed that he was the same peak adventurer as me.

Moreover, the child was a strange recovering magic boy who would treat a vast range of people like those never seen in the Holy Capital, where monks from all over the world would gather to train.

I'm not praising myself for painting, but I've also been quite trained, and I've been really amazed by the presence of restorative magic that I've never seen before.

Because restorative magic is a miracle that treats the healing light given by God by offering it to the wounded.

In other words, you need to shine a healing light directly on your wound from the hands of something that uses healing magic.

Even so, the boy was treated without putting the healing light on his wound.

I told him I could heal him because he was a minor injury, but after years of seeing wounded wounds, he quickly healed to a wound I had determined to be seriously injured.

I was delighted with this encounter.

Because such a healing miracle is the first encounter in my life.

I was convinced that this child must have been loved by God.

And that this child also deeply loves God.

Because otherwise you can't possibly exercise this miracle.

After all, I tried to treat the rest of the wounded, but all the other wounded had already healed with healing magic that would treat the human being who was away from him.

Having confirmed that, I had just tried to invite her to baptism, but I couldn't find her anywhere.

"Is it possible you're lost?

I'm a little worried.

The adventurers and guild staff who have accompanied him around are checking for damaged camping facilities and vandalized equipment, and no one seems to know where he is.

It's a good thing you can't get out of there because there are adventurers and exploratory magic guarding the camp against approaching demons on the walls.

There was a massive demonic raid a few hours ago, so we're all serious.

And Wanda, the guild executives who brought us the S-rank team, seems to be testing the crusaded demons.

"There are demons that have never been reported before."

"A new breed?

"No, it's a demon in guild material, but it's a demon that's never been discovered inside or outside the mine before. Probably an unexplored compartment in a cave or a demon living in the ruins of an example."

They argue to uncover information about the ruins and caves from the type of demons.

If you know what kind of demons you encounter, that's how much less dangerous they are, so they're serious too.

"Don't wonder how many demons out of the cave roam through the mines."

"I can't wait for the demon that was lost in the pit to hit me from behind. Depending on the reconnaissance unit's report, you'd better put the destruction of demons in the mine first."

I'm serious about your work, and I'm sorry to disturb you.

That's how I was walking in the camp to find you again, Rex, but I overheard you calling me.

"Holy Virgin!

"Yes, what could it be?

Honestly, I want you to stop calling me this Virgin because it's embarrassing...

"It's tough! A reconnaissance unit has been hit by the evil eye of Helbasilisk's black death!

"Herbasilisk!?"

I've heard of it.

He's a dangerous demon of S-rank, and he's definitely the top species of basilisk.

Says that unlike normal basilisks, its body is black as darkness, and from its eyes, it is a demon attacking with a special evil eye called the evil eye of black death, which is not the evil eye of petrification.

And those who suffer the evil eye of that black death are also the worst curse not to accept any treatment.

"The cursing magic of the other monks does not stand teeth, could you please help the Virgin?

"Okay."

If that's the case, you have to give me a hand.

Originally, I became an adventurer because I thought I could reach out quickly when someone asked for help somewhere.

"I'll show you."

I was guided to the guild and came under the patient.

There were many monks beside the patient, but they all leaned down for failing to treat them.

"It's the Virgin!

"The Virgin would do something about it!

Everyone looks forward to my arrival.

To be honest, I'm also new to un-cursing herbasilisks.

"This way, Virgin."

I swallow my inner anxiety and turn to the patient.

"Ko, is this...!?"

Having seen a patient invaded by a curse, I unwittingly raise my voice to its unusual appearance.

Because the body of the patient lying on the ground was dyed black.

"This is... the curse of Helbasilisk's black death"

Rumor has it that whoever falls under the curse of Herbasilisk dies with his whole body stained in darkness.

That means that when all parts that have not yet been stained black have become black, it is the time limit.

"Anyway, I'll offer you a prayer for the curse"

I kneel before the patient and offer a prayer for the curse.

But no matter how much the light of prayer lit, the patient's skin in front of him did not try to regain its original color.

On the contrary, my body was just getting darker and darker.

"No way even the Virgin!?"

My magic of the curse doesn't work, and the people I was watching around me blurt.

"If this happens, I'll try every healing spell I know"

Maybe the evil eye of black death is not a curse.

In the past, I have seen patients whose symptoms have progressed and become worse as a result of conjectural mistreatment, and people who died in time for the worst treatment.

From such experience I have tried to unwind various treatments considering the possibility that this is not a curse.

Patients are subjected to a variety of healing magics, including paralysis treatment, healing, and poisoning.

But no matter what magic he cast, there was no sign that the wounded's skin would return to normal.

"Oh, no..."

After everything I've done, I'll stop the healing hand, just like the other monks.

"I can't believe you can't even treat a Virgin like that..."

"Could this request be pretty bad?

"Idiot, you knew that from the beginning."

The air of the people around me is engulfed with anxiety and fear.

Probably the best healing power in the world. If I can't even treat it, I can't help but upset everyone.

"Grrr!"

At that time, the patient in front of him suffered greatly.

"Don't, it's the limit already!

Most of the patient's skin is dyed black.

Patients won't keep it any longer.

"Shit! You can't do that!

It was then that everyone's heart was wrapped in despair that nothing could be done about it anymore.

"Is that it? What is it?

The boy who showed up there was Rex earlier.

"Is that him? This man..."

Rex, you peek into the patient's black-dyed skin.

... Huh! Don't! Don't show such a cruel sight to a boy!

"No, Mr. Rex! Get away from here right now!

"You're the evil eye of Helbasilisk's black death. We need to heal fast, Elder Heels!

I told you that, Rex, from your palm comes an incredible divine light. And when the light wrapped around the patient's body, it instantly erased the black curse that was eroding that body.

"... Huh?

Is that it? The curse just disappeared...

I'll see the patient again.

Not only me, but everyone around me is staring at the patient.

Yeah, your skin is back in color.

Not black.

Breathing is also settling.

"" "" "... eh!?" ""

Hey, wait a minute!?

What the hell!? But now this patient was just before he died!?

"How did you heal?"

Seeing an incredible sight, we can't stay or not, Lex. I ask you a question.

"Huh? I normally treated you with compound recovery magic?

Fuku, fuku, fuku, fuku? What's that?

"Helubasilisk's black death evil eye generates multiple state abnormalities at the same time. For such conditions as curse, poison, and paralysis. Besides, this effect goes right back to normal even if you treat just one thing. That's why we need to treat them all at the same time."

"I do. Because it's so easy..."

"Have you been able to treat the evil eye of Helbasilisk's black death..."

"Yes, I didn't know it was more than one condition anomaly. I heard there were a lot of dead people in the past, but now I can easily treat them with compound recovery magic."

Wait, wait, wait. I don't know that magic, and I don't think it's easy at all.

How do you know that in the first place?

I happen to be walking nearby watching the Wizard Rummies called the Heavenly Guide in the same S-rank.

Because he was not just a powerful wizard, but also a scholar who toured many ruins and revived ancient magic.

But he waves his neck and hands aside and gestures the first time he hears it.

So you're saying this kid knows something he doesn't even know?

"If you have that composite healing magic, you don't have to worry about the evil eye of herbasilisk anymore, do you?

Talk to you, Rex, in a way that the other adventurers feel safe.

"Yeah, but multiple surgeons can treat multiple types of healing magic at the same time."

"Is that true!? Okay, make an immediate list of which healing magic can be used by healing magic users! And put all kinds of healing magic users on standby at least two at camp!

"Okay!

Rex, I heard your explanation. Mr. Wanda and the others are on the move right away.

But I wasn't that close.

'Cause I'm sure this kid in front of you... I'm sure.

"You are the healing godson! Mr. Rex!"

Yes, because this child must be a healing divine son sent by God!

"Huh? Yeah?

"Wonderful! I can't believe I can meet a divine son who is said to send God when the world is disturbed!

I embrace you by surprise, Rex.

"Mmmm!?"

"I knew you should have been baptized in the Holy City!

"Damn!? Boom!?"

I'm excited. I don't know, Rex. I put my strength into my arms embracing you.

"Oh, that kid! I envy being buried in the breasts of the Virgin!

"Shit! I want to take your place!

"No, but isn't that kid cramped?

"Nah!

Then Lex pulled off my arm that you were hugging with tremendous force and left.

No, you were a little familiar. I have to reflect.

"Why the hell not! I thought I was gonna die..."

"I'm sorry. I'm so excited. So, I want you to come with me to the Holy City. If you, the Divine Son, go to Baptism, God will be pleased."

"Uh... I refuse"

"Yes!? Why!?"

Anyone who is a believer should admire baptism in the Holy City.

"In the first place, what is that godson?

Oh, no.

Right, we have to start with that explanation.

"Uh, when I say Divine Son, I mean a very sacred child sent by God. When the world is in trouble, it saves the people with great activity. It's about amazing people who literally use miracle-like healing magic that no one can use or make impossible."

"Um, I just did what I could normally do. Because the cure for the evil eye of herbasilisk can only be done by anyone using compound healing magic."

Huh? Really?

"And even if you can't use compound healing magic, you can do it for everyone by sharing multiple healing magic. You can't call yourself a godson if you do what anyone can, can you?

"Well, that's what they say... is it?

"That's right.

If you ask me, I feel that way too...

Composite recovery magic is amazing, but surely it can't be described as a divine son feat if it can be shared and treated by multiple monks?

"Hmmm......"

Oh, right.

It's not so easy to find a legendary godson, is it?

"There's no such thing as a legend who can use ultra-wide healing magic to save every wounded soldier on the battlefield, on the enemy's side, or discover a way to treat a demonic poison that no one could cure."

"Yeah, well, that's what I'm gonna do."

That's what you said, Rex. You've gone somewhere.

You surprised me with my mistake and did something wrong.

"... Um, Virgin"

A nearby monk talks to me.

"What could it be?

"He, was that range recovery magic earlier? I treated all the wounded in the camp in the small village."

Hmm?

"That and a lot of serious injuries were healing."

Hmm?

"Also, I think it would be classified as a kind of demonic poison that no one could treat the black eye of Helbasilisk's death, but it would also be a wonderful and noble thing to have taught me a cure so that anyone else could treat it?

... hmm?

"" "Isn't that what the Virgin calls the Divine Son himself?

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"The Virgin?

"Ya, I knew you weren't a godson! Hey! Where have you been? - Lexukun!?"

Shit! I got caught in the mouth truck because I could treat anyone!

I'll definitely take her to the Holy City and baptize her!