Chapter 73: Complete Healing Magic

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After the cancellation of the Starflower Festival, the spectators left the academy, and the students were instructed by the teachers to return to the dormitory.

It was announced that the schedule would remain unchanged from the following day, and classes would proceed as usual.

When I heard this from the assigned teachers in each classroom, it meant that we were free to leave for the day.

Although I was concerned about Maron’s condition and various other things, I decided to return to the dormitory quietly like everyone else.

However…

“Sachi, can I talk to you for a moment?”

“…?”

As I was about to leave, I was stopped by Professor Lezan, providing an unexpected opportunity to dispel my doubts.

“Pom Puwazon from the infirmary is looking for you.”

“The infirmary?”

“Maron Melange is currently resting in the infirmary. She apparently wants to talk to you about treating her injuries.”

“Maron…?”

I was just starting to worry about her condition.

Well, I think it’s fine since I treated her, but I wanted to check on her just in case.

“Alright, I understand. I’ll go right away.”

With that, I decided to head to the infirmary.

I asked my roommate, Mil, to go back first.

Mil also seemed concerned about Maron’s condition, but she declined my invitation to come along, saying that it would be inconvenient to crowd the place with too many people.

So, I headed alone towards the infirmary on the second floor of the special building.

Although I’ve never been there before, it seems that other students frequently use it.

The reason being that students often return covered in wounds from their regular battles with magical beasts.

The infirmary is used to treat those wounds.

“Here it is…”

Arriving at the rumored infirmary, I nervously knocked on the door.

After a short while, I sensed someone approaching from behind the door, and it slowly opened.

By the way, I wonder what kind of teacher is in here? As I absentmindedly pondered, I caught sight of a woman with sharp eyes and intimidating fiery red hair that seemed to be in charge of the back alleys of the town.

“Oh, who the hell are you?”

“Um… uh…”

I unintentionally trembled and stammered.

Her blood-red long hair looked as if it was soaked in fresh blood, tied up in the back.

Her nearly closed eyes exuded an indescribable sense of intimidation, and combined with her inexplicably disgruntled expression, it involuntarily made me shrink back.

I never imagined I would encounter such a scary person when visiting the infirmary.

Why would a frightening delinquent be in a place like this? As I was bewildered, I caught sight of the white coat and short skirt the woman was wearing.

Moreover, she was holding a blackboard in her hand, a look that perfectly matched the image of an infirmary teacher.

Could it be…

“Po-Po… Pom-sensei, is that you?”

“Popopopop, shut up! That’s not my weird name!”

“Eeek!”

Due to my nervousness, I ended up stuttering and greatly angering the woman.

Her way of getting angry was terrifying! Her yelling voice carried weight!

She looked more suited to holding a wooden sword than a blackboard.

“Hmm? If it isn’t Sachi Malmurard?”

“Huh?”

As I trembled with my face covered, the woman stopped her stern expression and tilted her head.

Although I was confused by being called out by name so suddenly, I nodded in response.

“Yes, that’s right. I’m Sachi. Malmurard.”

“Oh, I see, I see! I thought it might be one of those troublemaking kids from the academy who got themselves injured again. I unconsciously took a harsh attitude. Sorry about that, Sachi.”

“…?”

She patted my back with a thud, making me shrink back even more.

Suddenly, she changed her approach to a friendly one, and I didn’t know how to respond.

However, without paying any attention to my agitation, the woman in the white coat continued to speak.

“The students at the academy are really a bunch of troublemakers. My magical energy isn’t infinite, so I wish they would consider that a little. Just because I’m the ‘Master of Healing Magic,’ they always come to me for everything.”

“Well, um…”

She grumbled with a click of her tongue, but there was a faint joy on her face.

It gave me the impression that she was dealing with a troublesome child as a mother would… or perhaps as an older sister dealing with a cheeky younger sibling.

She didn’t seem too displeased.

“Oops, my bad, my bad. That’s enough irrelevant talk. There’s no mistaking that I’m Pom Puwazon. Well then, come inside right away.”

“Huh, wait…!”

She took my hand and pulled me into the infirmary.

There was no doubt that this person was Pom-sensei, who called me to the infirmary.

But I didn’t expect her to be this scary.

Suddenly, I felt anxious about why I was called here.

In any case, as I entered the infirmary, I felt a fresh sense of novelty at the sight before me.

The infirmary was quite spacious.

It was about the same size as a treatment room, with four beds on each side wall.

Among them, there was one student sleeping on the bed at the far end of the right wall.

“Maron-san…”

It seemed that she hadn’t fully recovered her strength yet, quietly breathing in her sleep.

When Pom-sensei brought me in front of Maron-san, she started talking.

“I brought you here to confirm. You’re the one who treated this girl, right?”

“Yes, but…”

“I heard various things from the people who saw you treating her. But there’s something I still can’t quite accept. That’s why I wanted to hear it directly from you, Sachi.”

Something she can’t accept?

What could she possibly want to ask?

While gazing at Maron-san with a gentle look, Pom-sensei continued.

“Maron Melange had quite severe injuries. They were so extensive that many mages would have given up on treating them.”

“Huh, were they that dangerous?”

“Even with the teachers at their best, it was a wound severe enough that they could only barely keep her alive with multiple people treating her. So when I heard that it was a new student who treated Maron alone, I was surprised too,” Pom-sensei said, wearing a wry smile.

She then placed her hand near Maron’s abdomen, furrowing her brow with a puzzled expression.

“The deep wounds are completely healed. There are no scars or even traces of treatment. No matter how amazing the healing magic you used was, there should be some remnants to show where the injuries were. This is just impossible,” she continued.

Suddenly, Pom-sensei clenched her fist with a somewhat frustrated expression.

“While I couldn’t rush over since I was taking care of the injured students from the competition, I don’t even know if I would have been able to help. So, I wanted to hear from you for reference. What kind of magic did you use to help Maron?”

Pom-sensei looked at me with a serious gaze.

From her eyes, I could sense her pure ambition and something akin to her kindness.

In some way, I felt like I understood a bit about her personality.

Pom-sensei, who treated students in the infirmary while describing them as troublemaking kids, probably worried about the injured students more than anyone else.

So, perhaps she wanted to hear from me so that she could treat even more students perfectly.

“In the past, there were some students who couldn’t be fully healed even by me. Some had large scars left behind. I wanted to know if your magic could perfectly heal such cases as well,” she explained.

Recalling those past students, Pom-sensei clenched her teeth in frustration.

I didn’t think it would be helpful, but I decided to tell her about Probability Magic.

“…Caprice Chul, the Probability Magic ‘Whims of the Angel.’ It’s a magic that can completely heal any wound if it succeeds. I have the highest possible Luck Value of 999, so it always succeeds,” I explained the basics of Probability Magic.

Pom-sensei scratched her red hair with a somewhat frustrated expression and asked for confirmation.

“Normally, it’s a magic that hardly ever succeeds, and no one uses it or even remembers it. So, with a Luck Value of 999, it means it will always succeed?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

As I heard it again, it sounded like a rule that defied common sense.

Then, out of nowhere, Pom-sensei burst into laughter.

“Guh… Hahaha! Hahaha! That’s something else! Isn’t that cheating, such magic! What an incredible talent we have here!”