The Wrong Way to Use Healing Magic

The neighboring kingdom of Lingle, Lucvis.

The huge building, which could be mistaken for a castle, is itself a place to learn magic, where the highest authority in Lukvis, the principal or principal in my world, is located. The children who visit the school learn the basics of unsystematic magic and other magic systems, sometimes competing with each other to hone their skills in battle.

According to Mr. Aruk, besides magic, they can learn swordsmanship, martial arts, and other skills.

Mr. Welshy says that wizards who graduate with excellent grades are generally powerful magicians.

According to Amako, it is not uncommon for people to be discriminated against because of their innate magical abilities.

There are not so many magic systems that can be classified into different categories. When distinguishing between the superiority and inferiority of wizards of the same lineage, the amount of innate magical power, sense, and skill are required. These can be compensated for with effort, but the lineage that one is born with cannot be changed no matter how hard one tries.

"......"

The night of the sixth day after our departure from the Kingdom of Lingle.

I stood in front of the burning wood and thought about my destination, Lucvis. Everyone is already resting except for the knight who has been assigned to watch over us. I really need to sleep for tomorrow, but I can't sleep at all thinking about Lucvis, where we are supposed to arrive tomorrow.

"Mr. Alc, you should take it easy..."

"No, no, no, I've had enough rest for a while now.

He sits down in front of me and smiles briskly. He noticed me getting out of the carriage because I couldn't sleep, and he was talking to me, as if he cared about me.

I knew that he is a very polite and kind man. Perhaps it's because of his occupation as a knight, but he's also very polite and easy to talk to. He seems like a person who would be a committee chairman or something in his former world.

"Aruk-san is ......"

"Yes?"

You were in Luxvis, weren't you?"

He started talking about "heroes" and "novels" and other things that I couldn't understand, but when I asked him about it, his expression turned a little sour.

Was it something I shouldn't ask him?

"...... yeah."

"I'm sorry, am I not allowed to ask you that?"

"No, it's not like that."

Mr. Alc waved his hand to the side as if in a panic, and looked at me again as if he was going to shoot me again with the sword at his waist propped up beside him.

"Perhaps ...... you will find out soon, so let me tell you now while I still can."

"Tomorrow, you'll know?"

"Yes, you have heard from Amaco that Lucvis discriminates based on the magic of the lineage, haven't you?"

"...... well."

It's a terrible story, but at the same time, I feel as if it were someone else's problem.

Kazuki and Inukami-senpai seemed to be somewhat indignant, but I guess it is someone else's business.

"Discrimination based on the magic of the lineage is terrible, ...... but there is another one that is just as bad, discrimination against subhumans."

Discrimination against subhumans? Isn't it not only in Lucvis but also in other countries? At least that's what I've heard.

"The people who come to Luxembourg have many goals, they work hard in their studies, to ...... become knights, to become wealthy. ...... I could go on for a long time if I told you everything I know, but I won't, It is important to note that some visitors to Lucvis are prepared to be persecuted because of their race, and some are subhuman."

"You know that you will be in danger?"

Yes, that's what makes Luxvis so valuable.

In my world, Luxembourg would be an elite school with a high standard of living.

But from what I've heard, I don't think it's worth it. Why bother training in magic, it's hell. I can't imagine going through the trouble of physical training with no intellectual component, where you get punched and knocked around, get up and knocked around, and kicked when you think you've dodged a bullet.

It's like going to school to get punched by a subhuman.

"You look like you don't know."

"Well, yes. I don't understand.

"They have a job to do, even if it's dangerous. Although the sale and persecution of subhumans is superficially forbidden in Lukvis, there are always students from all over the continent ...... who are not so interested in discrimination against subhumans, as well as those who dislike it to an excessive degree."

Mr. Aruk, with a wry smile on his face, throws the dead tree branches piled up beside him into the firewood. His expression, which was faintly reflected in the light of the campfire, which was burning and becoming brighter and brighter, looked somewhat sad.

"It is the best place to learn magic, but the worst place for a very few people. To be honest, I never liked it there."

"...... sorry."

Oh, no! I meant no disrespect to Mr. Usato! I wanted to help you, so I thought it over and took on the responsibility of escorting you."

Even so, I am the one who asked you to bring him back to Lucvis, which is the worst place you said. I am very sorry.

By the way, how do you perceive subhumans, Usato-dono?

"Recognition? Hmm."

Different from people? But the only subhumans I've met and talked to are Amako, a beast, and Ferrum, a demon. Look at those two .......

"Not really."

Maybe I've been poisoned too much, or maybe it's because I have a demon leader who is much more of a monster than a subhuman, but I don't think it's that scary or frightening. I think the members of the lifeguard squad are more monster than the subhumans, since they were treated as demons by Ferrum.

But what happened to Aruk-san? He slightly rolled his eyes at my words, and the next moment he started laughing with a loud voice, which is not like him.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha!"

"Yeah, yeah. ......"

What was so unbearable that he suppressed the voice that leaked out of his mouth. I don't know what I said that was so funny. I didn't say anything beautiful or derogatory. I wonder why Mr. Aruk is laughing.

"Nothing in particular," he says. That's exactly what Usato-dono would say.

"It's like me. ......"

Yes, just like you. That must be why Amako-dono feels at ease with you, ...... who treats subhumans as human beings."

In other words, the difference in perception from the people in this world is so great that they laughed at me. I've read so many fantasy novels that I'm not afraid of subhumans.

In the first place, we were brought from another world, and the consciousness of people living in this world is quite different from ours, isn't it? In a world where everything I see seems alien to me, magic, subhumans, and everything else seem to be of the same standard. But for the people in this world, magic is something that they take for granted, and subhumans are scary and frightening.

"I'm not a very good person, even though I'm like me.

"You are a good person, Usato-dono. You just aren't aware of it.

Please don't lift me up. You'll get carried away.

"Ha-ha-ha, you're on a bit of a roll, aren't you?

Mr. Aruk's expression softens considerably after the previous exchange, and he smiles pleasantly. He does not seem as stiff and polite as he did in the beginning, but now he seems rather frank.

Usato and Aruku have become a little friendlier.

Something like a message played in my head. I'm sure I'm imagining it.

"Hmm?"

"What's wrong?"

As I stared at the dark plain in a daze, listening to the crackling of leaves and branches burning, Mr. Alc, who was sitting with a campfire between us, tilted his head and looked right behind me.

I turn my head to look behind me, wondering about Mr. Alc who is staring at the place where the wagon is staying.

"It seems that there is another person who cannot sleep.

The door that I had closed when I left the carriage was opened, and a girl was peeking out from behind the door as if she was listening to me. She turns around, meets my eyes, and walks up to me.

"Can't you sleep?"

"You too, Usato."

Amako, the girl who sat next to me, stared at the fire as I did. From close up, I could see her glossy blonde hair reflecting in the faint light of the campfire.

But why so late at night? I was supposed to be sleeping soundly next to my senpai, but Amako was supposed to be sleeping soundly next to me.

"I woke up because ...... Inukami hugged me."

"Ha-ha-ha, that's ...... tough for Amako-dono, isn't it?"

"Not at all."

Amako smiles a little, as if she knows that Senpai also had bad intentions. I'm going to ...... put him and Amako to bed apart afterwards.

What were you talking about?

About tomorrow, I guess.

I should not talk about the discrimination against subhumans, so I will explain it lightly while omitting it. Well, I think you got the gist of what I was talking about since I explained it really simply.

"Do you remember Usato? He said I've been to Lucvis."

"Hmm? I remember. As I recall, ...... a beastie who goes there hid me, right?"

"Was that so?"

Mr. Arque looked at Amako with some surprise in his eyes and she nodded her head.

"I don't know if he's still there or not, but ...... when you're done with Usato's business, can I go see him?"

"Me too?"

"...... yeah."

Me too. ....... What if he looks scary? No, I don't think it'll be more than Rose, but it'll still be heartbreaking. But I guess, since he is a beastman living in Lucvis, which is not so safe for subhumans, he must be reasonably strong and can use special magic like Amaco.

Well, we'll have to ask permission first.

"Is it okay if I go? Mr. Aruk."

"I'm sure you'll be fine. After we give them the letter, we will have to stay, albeit temporarily, until a decision is made, so we will have plenty of time. We may get a little held up, but if that's OK with you, we'll be at ......."

"I can totally wait."

"Then that won't be a problem."

I look at her sideways as she holds her knee happily, perhaps because she might see an old friend. She has been living away from her own people for a long time now. It must have been hell before she came to Sarla's place.

When I was Amako's age, I was a wimpy little boy who cried when I wouldn't go on a trip.

I laugh, comparing myself as a small child with Amako next to me.

"I'm getting sleepy now. ......"

Perhaps I feel somewhat better after having exchanged a few words with Mr. Aruk, and I am getting sleepy. I was thinking that I could stay up all night, but as I was getting up to go to sleep, Aruk-san, who was standing in front of me, called out to me as if to stop me.

Look next to me, Usato-dono.

"Next door?"

I was so lost in my thoughts that I did not notice that Amako, who was standing next to me, was lying on her knees, breathing a small sleep. She was asleep, but before I knew it, she was holding the hem of my dress, so I guessed that Mr. Aruk must have noticed and stopped her so as not to wake her up.

"I guess she feels safest around you, after all."

"I see. ...... Well, I guess I'll sleep here. What about you, Aruk?"

"I'll be changing watch in a little while, so ...... you're going to sleep sitting up?"

I'm used to it. I'll be fine.

When I was in the forest, I didn't lie down so that I could escape at any time if I was attacked by a demon, and I've become quite comfortable with this. ...... I'm not a very good sleeper, though. I lay down Amako, who was still sleeping sitting up, and put on the dumplings I had folded near her.

"Well, I'll look forward to seeing you tomorrow.

"My pleasure."

After exchanging words with Mr. Aruk, I think about how long it's been since I slept outside and meditate on something rather silly, and then close my eyes. I guess I was too tired to realize it, and my consciousness gradually faded away more easily than I had expected.

I was tired beyond my awareness, and my consciousness was slowly fading away.

"---kun."

Someone is calling my name.

I wonder who is calling my name. I open my eyes in a deep sleep. I wonder how long I've been lying there, though I'm sure I fell asleep sitting up with Amako, who had fallen asleep in front of the fire. And my head is wrapped in something soft like a pillow.

"Hey, Usato-kun."

"Hmm."

I see someone peering at me with a head that doesn't work.

Even my brain, which is not working well, could recognize the person immediately.

"Oh ...... what is it ...... Inukami-senpai?"

"Hey, hey, you could have given me a more innocent reaction to a knee pillow!

I get up from my senpai's lap and look outside. It is quite bright, and it seems that I have overslept. I look around the coach and see that everyone is already awake except for Amako, who went to bed at the same time as me, and greets me when I wake up.

"Did you bring me here, Kazuki?"

"Hmm? Yeah, but you don't have to thank me. It was a little heavy, but it didn't take that long."

Even so, I can't believe I slept through the night. I guess it's different to rest in the company of people you can trust. When I was staying at the rescue team, I was living under the unspoken understanding that oversleeping was not allowed, so it has been a while since I slept and woke up with such a relaxed mind.

"Usato, do something about your senpai, will you?

"Inukami-senpai?"

Kazuki looks from Kazuki, who smiles bitterly, to his senpai.

Sure enough, he was stroking Amako's head, who was sleeping on the opposite side of the room from me, as if he was unfaithful to me.

"That's so rude, isn't it? You can't get aroused by a beautiful girl falling on your lap.

"Because I can see your soul, and I feel it's too bad that you call yourself a beautiful girl. ......"

Well, to be honest, she is an exceptionally beautiful girl.

And if you ask me if I was happy when she fell on her knees, I will answer loudly that I was happy. But I'm not the kind of fish that would be caught by a blind fishhook.

"But Amako was telling me that she couldn't sleep because you were hugging her."

"Ugh, it can't be helped that he's cute!"

"You don't even have an excuse. ......... Well, don't be so unfaithful. I'm not saying I wasn't happy either. Maybe."

He clears his throat and removes his hand from Amako's, as if my words had put him in a better mood.

"You're not being honest at all, are you? Usato-kun.

"Usato is surprisingly twisted, you know."

You two are too honest. I'm the normal one."

When I said that, they all said the same thing, "That's not true. Hmmm...are they saying that my sensibilities are not normal?

"I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable that Usato-sama is normal.

"Even Mr. Welshy is at ......."

Mr. Welsey, who had just been looking over the letter, looks up with a wry smile on his face and says so. If Amako were awake right now, she'd be all over me for not being normal.

Now I sit deep in my chair, as if I'm being unfaithful, and do the exercise to manipulate the concentration of magic that Rose told me to practice.

"It's still not normal," she says.

"No, it's not that hard, is it? This."

Ms. Welsey is still saying that to me as usual. She says this every time I do this exercise. She says it's not something someone who's only been practicing magic for a few months would do. But it's not that hard.

Anyone can do it if they know how. Ms. Welshy then tells me that .......

"That's why I'm telling you. It's a dangerous practice even if it's easy, because if you're not good at it, your hands will get shredded by the outburst of uncontrollable magic. It's a good thing I'm a healing magician. ....... You should do such a thing after you learn to handle magic better..."

I feel my smile tug at Mr. Welshy as he spits out words one after another like a sermon, and I manipulate the density of the magic power.

The original light green color changes to a slightly less pigmented green than that of Ms. Olga, and then returns to the original color repeatedly. To be honest, I don't really feel it because I can't see any visible results, but Mr. Welshy says that I'm doing pretty well.

"I wonder if I can do it, too. ......"

"The seniors are a bit lax in some areas, so you shouldn't ......"

"It won't be a problem if we have Usato-kun, right?"

No, no, no, I'm saying this as a matter of course, but I'm too occupied with myself and if my senpai learns it easily, I'll never recover from it.

Also, I genuinely don't want my senpai to do anything dangerous. I didn't react so much because I'm used to it, but when my hand was cut by a burst of magic power, it hurt a lot.

I'm not sure if the older student, who was a high school girl at one point in her life, would be able to endure it.

"No! Suzune-sama!

"That's good, Welshy. I'm sure you think so too, Kazuki."

"Well, ...... I'm interested, but if Usato is stopping me, I might as well not do it."

I still think Kazuki has too much trust in me ...... which is not a bad thing. I wish we had gotten to know each other sooner in the old world. I'm really sorry I've been thinking every day that you should explode.

"Mmmm, I don't want to annoy you too much, Usato-kun."

I can't tell you how much trouble I'm already in.

I let out a light sigh at my senpai, who has grown more mature after all this time.

......I was wondering how long I've been asleep? I was told I'd be in Luxvis by the end of the day. .......

"Speaking of which, how much longer?"

"In Lukvis? From the ...... progress we've made, it looks like we'll get there about the time the ...... sun is just above us."

If so, I'd say we're about an hour away. I don't know, there are no clocks in this world.

There's the student town, the subhuman relations, the lineage magic, and Amaco's acquaintance, but ...... in a way, the thing I'm most concerned about is-- --.

"The Healing Wizard of Lucvis."

That's all there is to it.