CHAPTER 111: PROMOTE MEDICINE!

After a nice and rich lunch, Clear as a thank you and without saying anything, began to help me process the medicinal herbs.

Although Professor Rupa directly said not to cheat, I know that in the end he won’t say anything and most likely won’t even check the Potions materials.

"What class do you have now, Vremya?"

"I have alien history and biology..."

"Oh~ at first I thought that alien flesh could be used as an ingredient. When we started seeing alien biology I was getting ready to learn everything about their bodies, but you can’t really eat them..." Clear gave a look of despondency as if losing an ingredient was the worst.

It’s a good thing Clear didn’t try cooking with cockroaches...

Although there are cultures that prepare dishes rich with insects, but cockroaches is a NO with capital letters.

"Hehehe~ the aliens are actually infested with an energy of corruption. Researchers have theorized that this invasive species at some point were also invaded by something corrupt and transformed them into that, maybe their world was also invaded and they lost..."

Parvati responded to Clear’s cries.

"If our world also loses. Will we become like the aliens and travel to other worlds as invaders?"

"How scary~" Prurr said tremblingly, imagining humans turned into corrupted creatures with tentacles.

The pure, shy Clean boy, as always, was just enjoying feeling the satisfaction of a good meal by drinking a glass of juice with both his hands and taking small sips.

Other Potions classmates have also come to the Potions lab, so they have managed to get some food. And those who did not arrive, well, they would regret it after seeing them as has happened on other occasions.

Despite the professor and Dean Rupa, the Potions students are nice.

I went back to my classroom, my other classmates had also arrived, some were freshly showered, others had just used cleaning magic.

Although they all claim to hate theoretical classes like history, geography, and alien biology, they all arrive on time for each class, part of their upbringing as children of noble families is the responsibility of their duties.

Everyone goes where they need to go and is never late.

"AAHHHH! I hate alien biology! Yoo~..." Magen, next to me, collapsed on the pallet of her desk after seeing the professor leave the classroom.

"... And why all teachers leave assignments about our mission! We don’t capture aliens. Why does the professor ask us for an essay on an alien mission and how to deal with their contaminated bodies and areas?!"

Magen kept complaining.

Like the previous teachers, this last teacher has also left us essay-type homework taking our mission as an example.

"It seems that the other teachers will do the same, I wonder if the geography teacher will give us an assignment to write an essay about the alien spawn zones in our mission, or the math teacher will give us mathematical logical problems about groups of aliens in our mission and how to organize the group, dividing it into numbers and..."

"Now, please, Vremya~, you kill me~ YOOBUUU~" Magen interrupts me while rhetorically sitting in her seat.

"Uhnm? New verbal tic?" It seems that the -BUU- after the -YOO- of Magen comes out when he is with feelings of sadness, fear, disappointment as in this case with schoolwork.

"What is a verbal tic?"

"You know, the word at the end of every sentence in Magen, like the tick of the eyelid when someone is nervous and one eyelid of their eye, whether it’s the right or the left, jumps out of nerves. In the case of Magen it is a tic of speech"

"Oh~ we already knew that Magen was crazy, but we finally know the name of her madness~" Kjell said.

Now Kjell is sitting a seat away from me, with Freyr sitting next to me this time. It seems that they have decided to take turns in which of the three occupies the seat next to me.

"I’M NOT CRAZY YOOOO!"

"Well, we have to go to training camp now. Shall we go Vremya?" Dianeira asked me

"Nn. I have to go to the Academy Hospital," I shook my head.

My training classes are very few, since the director has filled my student curriculum with workshops and extra classes of specializations. He has also told me that I can enter a club. But where will I have time for a school club!!

In addition, Potions, Alchemy, Medicine (which is not called that here), Herbology I can already consider Clubs.

"By the way Kjell, why don’t you study Healing and Health in the Hospital?"

"Ah? Why should I? I’m already good at healing." Kjell put a finger on his lip and looked at me tilting his head as if to say, "Isn’t that silly?" I can heal now, why do I need to learn to cure.

"But... Uhnm, forget it" In a world of swords and magic where there are abilities to heal, it is normal for them to look down on the study of medicine.

"It’s true, You also have healing magic Vremya. Why do you go to the hospital to learn those crude ways of healing wounds?"

"Not everyone is born with the destiny of signing a contract with a -Healing Spirit- like your Familiar -Sacred Chalice- from which healing and purifying water emanates.

There are few Summoner Warriors in the entire human population, let alone those who can Summon a Familiar with healing abilities.

All these Summoner Warriors are appreciated and protected, trained to help on the battlefield, when will they have time to help heal ordinary people? And if they have time; How much will the Summoner Healer’s fee be for a treatment? I’ve been offered silver energy coins, civilians have a hard time drawing a bluish energy coin.

Human wisdom is so great, even without a Familiar we have managed to find ways to heal wounds and cure diseases, we have also learned from the exchange of culture the ways of healing of the Allied Kingdoms.

If common medicine were not so important, the Academy would not have created a special building to function as a hospital and place of teaching medicine. That is why I believe that we must study the -Medical Arts-, improve and simplify them so that all people in the world can have access to reliable and cheap health...."

"Woa~ Vremya is so cool, he has always thought about the common people"

"Vremya is so cute, it not only has Outer Beauty, but also Inner Beauty"

"He never shows off and always behaves modestly and demurely"

"Yes, anyone who conquers Vremya and marries him will have a loyal and devoted husband~"

"And don’t forget that the food Vremya prepares is very delicious, it has Grace, Elegance and Skills at Home..."

Are you describing the ideal wife or what? Aren’t all the qualities of a Perfect Wife?

"Yes! Vremya is the ideal and most perfect husband, and this Magen girl wants to take him!!"

"We can’t allow the most beautiful flower in our class to fall into this pig’s jaw!!"

"Comrades, we must teach this girl another lesson!!!"

"HEY! What do you think you want to do YOO!

Remember that I was facing a Grandmaster and I am not afraid of them! YOOO!!"

True, after a whole morning until after noon of classes and training, these girls still have a lot of energy.

It’s good to be young...

Ignoring these outrageous girls, I turned my attention to Kjell.

Kjell thought a little about what I said, but since everyone in this grade is still young and comes from a family that has never cared about anything, it is normal that they do not understand the difficulties of poor and ordinary citizens.

But you can always attract someone to your day and concepts in different ways.

"...Besides, don’t you always ask me why with just a little mana and raising my hand I can heal better and faster? Studying the human body and ways to heal and heal it also helps you a lot when you’re going to use your magical healing abilities."

"Is that true? Can you cure easier if you know common medicine?"

"Not only common medicine, but also biology, don’t they teach us about cells? You can heal a wound faster if you understand how the body heals itself and how cells work."

"AHH!! ~ That makes sense! Why I never thought of it before..." Kjell seems to have fallen into a deep compression.

I couldn’t stop the corners of my lips from curving upwards a bit~

"How expected of the son of the most powerful medical family in the world!" Dianeira said to the side of me to tease me with her typical black belly.

"Hehe~ even if I wasn’t born into a big noble family, I would still study medicine to heal people~" I said without biting my tongue.

And I didn’t lie, in my past life I was an orphan, I had practically no family and even so I studied and strived to reach the top of medicine.

"By the way... do you know what’s wrong with her?" I approached Dianeira leaning next to her and asked.

My gaze was discreetly directed towards Xifia, who since I returned to the classroom to class has avoided looking at me and has not fought with Magen at all.

This attitude is actually contrary to the relationship between Magen and Xifia.

Even though Magen is now swinging her shiny and gold shield against the other girls in the class in front of the classroom.

Xifia has sat and her hand holds a charcoal pencil and scribbles on its white sheets. I could see what she writes with my skills, but that would be rude and I will always respect people’s privacy.

My ability allows me to see through anything, even with barriers and magical sealing matrices. But I always try to keep a bottom line so I don’t use these eyes that can see space.

If one day I become an omniscient and omnipresent god, I won’t use it to spy in the bathrooms~

"Well, she has lovesickness~ hehehe you can’t see it~"

"Huh? What do you mean? Dianeira? Where are you going? Hey, I’m talking!"