第４９３堀：どこからでも出てくるな (Part2)
"Ah, yes. Thank you, Lady Firia."
The two of them took cookies from the plate offered to them and popped them into their mouths.
"For now, you can keep eating those cookies while we go treat the severely wounded. I’d rather not see the body count climb any higher, and we’ll likely need to verify what supplies are needed, so I’d like you to come along as well, Master Georgin."
"Oh, my apologies! Right away!"
"Leave it to me. I’ve already received my payment in cookies, after all."
Moving for cookies—they’re cheap, aren't they?
While thinking that, I led my guards toward what looked like a field hospital in Bide.
"Is this a church?"
"Yes. It enshrines the Goddess Haire, who is said to have aided the First Hero in defeating the Demon King."
"Ah, I believe the name 'Haiden' was derived from that Goddess, was it not?"
"That is correct. I heard that since 'Haire' was the Goddess's name exactly as it was, they tweaked it to sound more masculine and powerful, resulting in the name 'Haiden'..."
...A goddess, huh.
I have a really bad feeling about this.
Honestly, ever since I arrived in this world, anything involving gods has been nothing but a source of trouble. I should keep my guard up.
"It is said that all nations united to defeat the Demon King back then, but things rarely go as planned, do they?"
"I agree."
That’s just how the world works. People might cooperate during a crisis, but they forget the moment the danger passes. It’s the nature of human affairs, I suppose.
As I pondered this, I stepped into the church, where groans, the scent of blood, and cries for help echoed.
It had already been two or three days since the battle ended, but the struggle to keep the severely wounded alive was still ongoing.
"Ugh, my leg..."
"Bandages! Are there any bandages left!? The bleeding has started again!"
"Use scraps of clothing! This patient’s condition has taken a turn for the worse! Is there any medicine!?"
"There isn't any! We’ve already used it all!"
The ones making noise were fine, in a way. It was actually better than the ones who had cloths draped over their faces and were left aside, or those who had died while sitting against the wall, waiting for treatment.
"This is..."
"...Horrible."
"...So much blood."
Dressa, Vilia, and Hiiro were staring blankly, overwhelmed by the carnage. The medical standards here were worlds apart from Weed’s.
Then again, this is probably a common sight on battlefields even in modern Earth.
Well, the death toll would likely be quite different if they had a proper triage and priority treatment system in place.
If I don't start treating them quickly, the number of corpses will only keep rising.
"Alright, Cleena, keep watch. Samantha, after I use my wide-area healing spell, go and treat anyone who hasn't fully recovered."
"Understood."
"Leave it to me."
"Now, Catherine, please make an announcement. I’m going to use healing magic on everyone at once. I don't want any confusion."
"Eh? Everyone in here? That’s almost like... Princess Carrie... No, I understand. Everyone! Yuki-sama, who is also a healer, has come to help us!! He is going to cast healing magic now, so stay calm and don't move!! Anyone who makes a scene or tries to jump at Yuki-sama will be cut down!! Understood!!"
At Catherine’s words, the chaotic church fell silent.
Well, normally I’d just do it without an incantation, but as Rurua and the others proved back in Enaria, acting the part makes things easier later on. And this time, I’m not a Saintess, but a... Saint? A 'Saint-man'? Yeah, 'Saint' is fine, I guess. But if we’re distinguishing by gender, isn't it 'Saint-man'?
While thinking about such trivial things...
"Erm, Goddess... Haire! Grant me your power!! Area Extra Heal!!"
It was a line I just made up on the spot, but maybe I should have phrased it differently? Praying to a god is something I’d rather avoid.
Regardless, I confirmed for myself that the magic consumption wasn't five thousand times higher.
It’s probably safe to assume that the interference was just jamming directed at Luna.
I thought this while watching a pale, gentle green light spread throughout the church.
When the light faded, voices rose from various corners.
"The pain in my leg... it's gone?"
"Th-the bleeding stopped? Wait, there’s no wound left!?"
"This patient’s condition has recovered too!"
"To heal the severely wounded like this... Is this healing magic even greater than Princess Carrie’s?"
"A messenger of God?"
Before those voices could swell into cheers, I cut them off.
"Stay calm!! There may be people who haven't been treated yet!! Those who haven't recovered will be treated individually from here on out. Check your own conditions properly. And even if you are healed, there is a possibility that your wounds could reopen. For now, instead of rejoicing, please rest your bodies quietly."
"Y-you heard Yuki-sama!! Making a scene will only hinder the treatment. Keep quiet!! As I said before, if anyone tries to harm Yuki-sama, I will cut you down!! Do you understand!!"
Catherine, though surprised, followed up perfectly. She probably didn't expect it to be this effective.
"...To think his healing magic was this powerful. Truly, making an enemy of Weed is the height of folly. Now, you there."
"Yes? What is it?"
"You mentioned earlier that you were short on bandages, but there must be other things you lack. Could you tell me? We might be able to provide them."
"R-really!? Many people are just lying on the floor right now, so we need cloth or furs to keep them from getting cold..."
Georgin was already busy verifying the necessary supplies.
Well then, I guess I’ll do my best as well.
The presence of the deity lurking in the background.
Normally, I’d just brush it off as "that’s just their religion," but for me, it’s not that simple.
I wonder how this is going to get me involved.