Maouyome

Another patient took his breath away.

Swallow the unpleasant thoughts all the time.

I couldn't help you.

I couldn't reach my powers.

I feel desperate to be swallowed up by the thought of my thoughts. Regret is always endless. I can't get used to dying in front of my eyes no matter how many times I go through it.

But there's no way I can break it here.

There are still people fighting and fighting.

I can't break it first.

Work harder to identify invisible goals.

Stand up in haste and anxiety.

There is still a mountain left to do.

Second, I felt people's gaze.

Turning around with some signs of nostalgia, the brave man stood at the entrance and looked at this one.

... Is that it?... brave, my lord.

For a moment, I thought it was a sign of someone I knew well.

I thought there was a sign of a haz person who wasn't here, but... it seemed like it was my fault.

... right?

There's no such thing as a demon king.

But why is the brave man here?

I doubted it, but I immediately convinced myself of the patient in the chapel.

... Oh, well.

After the three tortes took their breath away, patients transitioning to the debilitating phase were starting to come out slightly.

Among them are Mr Alicia and Ms Ulliferna.

We had both moved our conditions into a period of debilitation, and they were being transported here.

As half of the patients brought into the chapel breathe, the two still keep their lives connected diligently.

Worry, you're here to see how it goes.

Ask Bel Adone to ice the body of the deceased patient. The body remains intact and is transported to the morgue.

"... sorry. Strength, not reach."

"Oh, no...... Ah. I'm sorry, it's me."

Speak softly to the brave man as he drops off the body to be transported. The brave man is also fairly tired and returns a slightly flashing reaction.

I can't help it. Because I wouldn't be alone with someone who's in this temple right now and isn't tired.

"If you're Alicia, you still manage to stay calm. … but I still can't feel safe."

"Ah...... Right, sorry."

……

I don't know, the brave man is looking a little weird.

I'm suspicious of behavior like some perverted demon king.

"... is something wrong?

"Kind of. But I already cleaned it up. I'm sorry for making such a scene."

"Noisy...? I'm sorry, it was full of patient stuff, so I don't know what it is..."

"No, fine. Because you're safe. I'm sorry I said something extra. I want you to keep nursing."

"Yes, the brave are tired too"

Keep one head down and go back inside.

There are some things that don't bother me, but not if I care about them now.

"Ah, Mr. Refia."

"... Yes?

In an attempt to get back inside, the brave man called me to stop him.

"... that, what. I don't know what happened, but... has it changed a little? I think the atmosphere is a little different..."

"... Yes? Uh, yeah,...?

...... hmm?

I wonder what.

I don't know what you're trying to say.

Hey, what's up?

"You're not..., you're not. I'm sorry. Forget about that. Nursing the patients, thank you."

"Yes, I will do my utmost"

The brave man bowed his head deeply, so again I bowed my head too.

I didn't know what you wanted to say, but if you want me to forget, I'll forget, yeah, I forgot.

Master Brave went straight back.

Is something wrong?

I doubt it, but I can't help thinking about it.

Hurry back to nursing.

To alleviate dehydration, an infusion method was tested that sent moisture directly into the blood vessels. They said it was still the latest technology with little clinical frequency.

The introduction of this new technology, which has been carefully watched by Dr. Gama and the Temple doctors, has resulted in the extension of the lives of more patients.

The magic formations created even newer by Bel Adone made their effects somewhat more effective.

They say it's a magic team that converts patients' health into numbers so they can manage it visually. This magic formation was released to each individual patient, so that 'health assistance' could be efficiently released from patients who were less physically fit.

They can't quantify it in any case, but thanks to this, the situation improved that I had to rely on observation and consideration.

He's a genius after all...

I wonder why this is usually what it is.

I knew heaven would not give two things......

"... I feel a glimpse of disgrace."

I get stunned, so I slip my gaze.

I can see why you're thinking.

Each of us thinks about what we can do, and we make sure that we overlap its effects one by one.

The nursing treatment attitude begun in the state of hand exploration shows a little bit of shape and is completed.

Achievements that did not give up even in the absence of hope, and that everyone continued to challenge by eating their teeth, come here and tie in to the results.

The first Tortoise were three days old.

It only lasted three days since moving into a debilitating period.

We will change the treatment, figure out how to nurse, observe how patients are doing, and explore better ways.

Some of them spilled.

Sometimes I couldn't get my hands on a suddenly changing condition.

At least at the end of the day, I wanted him to be at peace, and I held the moment to catch my breath so that I could watch him calmly.

Eventually, the third is on the fifth.

Five days extends his life to seven days.

I'm going to connect my life.

Hope is entangled in the effect I finally showed.

We all spin the thin threads of hope together and pull them together.

Uncut, thick.

Unloosely, stronger, stronger.

The yarn eventually becomes a string, a rope that connects life.

Stronger, thicker.

Everyone's thoughts gather more together.

……

And that day.

Everyone gathers in a small room across from the chapel.

Everyone was taking a hard spit and paying attention to the behavior of Dr. Gamma, who carefully examines the patient on the bed.

Finish the examination and sheet the patient.

(1) After a breath, Dr. Gamma nodded loudly.

Nod to bite again and again.

"... well done. Really, well done."

Dr. Gamma's voice creeps with tears.

From all around, there was whimpering.

Some clerics are extremely impressed and cry down.

"The result is negative. No sequelae.... I won. Seven nights of fever, I beat him... Zuzu"

I couldn't get over it, and Dr. Gamma cried out.

Come here, finally alone.

Finally one medical condition showed recovery.

Vomiting and diarrhea were subsiding slightly.

He stopped complaining about the chills he was complaining about frequently.

Lean returned to her complexion and her breathing deepened.

The search results that we all wholeheartedly hoped for were judged negative reactions.

I need time to recover my lost health, but I'm fine now. I'm... I'm fine.

"Thank you, thank you.... Gentlemen."

"Don't panic yet. Now please rest your body slowly. Because it's okay now. It's okay now."

"... Yes"

Stop trying to force me to get up and slowly get back to bed.

Mr. Alicia softly loosened her powers.

It was said that there would be no survival.

It was said that there was little chance of recovery.

Everyone was delighted that day with their first feat since history.

Resurrection from a debilitating period that was desperate to see.

One of the first was Alicia.

Alicia recovered.

Deep, deep breathing, Mr. Alicia.

It's okay now. It's okay now.

It's okay now......

Ten days from the day Torte-kun took his breath away.

About three weeks after the seven-night fever was confirmed.

On this day, I was able to put out my first recoverer.

For the first time, we were able to send out survivors.

It was full of light.

"... thanks"

In the dazzling light, there is Mr. Alicia.

Alive.

He survived.

I can feel strongly that it's okay now.

"Thanks.... thanks"

The whimper creeps up.

I couldn't stop crying.

You can laugh honestly.

Now, you don't have to laugh because you can't.

I want to laugh, but I'm laughing.

I couldn't stop crying.

"Thanks......"

I'm desperate to see you cry.

Finally, one.

... but I'm still alone.

I'm one of the first.

...... thanks.

Really, thank you.

In the dark with no exit, finally.

The light shined.