I Will Leisurely Become Healer in Another World

"Not only did you take the child hunting, but what are you looking away at!

Exactly when he saw Hull's container brought into the city's church, the healer raised his blues.

Even when it comes to hunting, unlike hunters, magicians are ranged, and it's a mass battle. Fight not to get hurt in the first place. That's why lake swamp healers were primarily at work to see the people in the city, and this was the first time they saw a sorcerer's, but also a child's injury.

"What happened to my parents!

A quiet healer raises his voice of anger. The magicians we bring face to face with each other. No one was interested in this child at all. So I recall diligently. Yeah, sure.

"Well, orphaned."

"The adoptive parents!

"And I don't know"

"Then bring someone you know!

The magicians contacted the Dean of the College anyway.

"All the trouble..."

In the first place, he's a lying kid who was dumped in front of a magic school. I just want you to thank me for what I did at the magic school. It's a hassle to wipe their asses off the plains.

Yes, I was a sighing dean, but I had no choice but to visit the church after the executive.

"Though I am supposed to keep this child once and for all."

The healer swallows the word that he's been doing anything for hours now.

"Because of the slow treatment, it's not healing. Your right leg will heal somehow, but you may still have a disability in your right arm"

"If he could stand and use one hand, this kid would still be useful"

The Dean said so relieved. I'm glad I didn't become a troublemaker like this. The healer was shocked by the dean's attitude it conveyed. No worries, no reflections. You can't return a child to a place like that.

"If that's the case, I won't give this child back to the sorcery"

That's what the healer said.

"Say what. Says I'm keeping it."

"We don't even give orphans a breadwinner, we put them in dangerous combat at the age of a youth group. Left alone in time for treatment. Dean of Magic."

The healer looked quietly at Dean Magic.

"If you can't take care of it, why didn't you leave it with the city from the start"

"That's because he had a tremendous amount of magic. A strong magician is a magic school. Naturally."

"It's up to you and your parents to decide whether or not you want to go to the sorcery. Some people choose another life, even with magic. There's no one in the sorcery who hits their parents. Find a breadwinner in the city."

"That's troublesome. No, this child is indispensable in the hunt for demons."

"Is it as a decoy?"

"Yes."

"I'm not gonna talk to you."

The healer shut his mouth to nothing more vain. But there's something I have to tell you.

"I hear that for this shoulder and clavicle area, groundbreaking treatment is now taking place in Deep Forest. Probably around the end of the summer hunt, too. I'm going to invite the country's mentors to take a look at this child."

"You don't have to go that far"

"Any parent or breadwinner deserves it. If you're keeping it, I'd like to offer you a gratuity only."

"But"

Of course, any treatment is free. But healers traveling through the country need to pay proper expenses, including the cost of travel.

This healer is young, but has taught a mentor in the deep forest and has also extended his legs to the rock sinus to gain experience. It was the first time I had gone to another country to understand how closed and unusual the lake marshes were. But I didn't think it was so rotten.

"If this becomes public in other territories, this country will certainly be condemned as a country that doesn't care about children, but is that okay?"

"Was it the plains that dumped this child in the first place?"

"Then you can return it to the plain. A brilliant magician will get it and thank you."

The magic director shut up. If you're a lake marsh child, you take care of it. Even this child gave enough clothing and shelter. We have no reprehensible muscles, and whether we leave this child behind or return him to the plains, we have no particular harm to ourselves. Though I will be unable to hunt most efficiently.

Then you can return it. If you're not in a magic school, there's no way who's going to keep it. Who to decoy in place of this child next...... who was the one with the most magic. Dean Magic had already lost interest in Hull.

"Then do it."

"Until then, I will keep this child in the church."

Thus Hal became the depository of the Church, finally obtaining the days of peace and emptiness.

The healer sighed. It was originally a country where magicians were appreciated. If you go outside at all, you will find that neither its strength nor the way it hunts relying solely on magic can be said to be efficient. No, even if you're in the country, if you're fighting with hunters, you'll understand.

Even if it is closed, it has built a corner of the Fourth Reich as a country that accepts and trains young people with a lot of magic, because it is a country that does not leave disease and injury unattended and rarely bothers other countries. But the recent strays are beyond sight.

Suddenly I try to call a lot of hunters, or just magicians.

The plains smell something too. How good would it be if we could go to the deep forest, learn again under our mentors, and live amongst hunters with nothing in their bellies, even if they are distracted? But in the first place, he didn't abandon his hometown, which had few healers.

"Dredd should have just been here. His partner was a hunter in the deep woods. Let's ask it out of our minds."

Since Dredd started going to the deep forest, he often began to visit his healer. And

"Adjust your body."

I say, get my body in shape before I get tired or hurt badly. It was a nostalgic treatment I learned under my mentor, and that's when I heard about Deep Forest. That was with his beautiful partner. Did I say Lila?

The healer immediately put out a use for the city. You'll show your face in a couple of days, even if you leave it alone, but if you want your mentor to come, you'd better be a little early.

Dredd came as soon as he brought his beautiful partner.

"I mean orphans, do you know their names"

"Sure with Hal"

Dredd looked at Lyla. Hal.

"Hal would know his face"

"Then we'll talk fast."

The healer was relieved.

"I'd love to see you."

"I'm just sleeping, though."

"That's okay."

Lyla took Dredd into Hull's sleeping room.

"Shaw......"

"Looking at it again, it's still similar. I think I've had a lot of trouble since last year."

Lyla softened the child's hair, saying Hal, and Dredd frowned and said so. Why do you look so exhausted when you look the same with Shaw running around vivaciously? Weren't you well last year?

That's what the healer thought then, when he was entrusted with these poor children who were watching Hal in the shadows.

"Exactly. I saw my body for healing, but there are many injuries that haven't healed or scars that I don't think were potion enough. Of course, don't do it too much. I'm not saying I was treated worse than I was in a magic school. But this child has no breadwinner. Nobody cared about me."

The healer accidentally bumped the thought.

"Oh, my God. Even orphans were given enough clothing and lodging to go to a magic school and were treated like that."

"They would have treated me special. This kid's job is hunting."

Dredd turned around surprised.

"A decoy?