第１０６０堀：彼女はどこでも聖女 (Part1)
**Chapter 1060: She is a Saintess Everywhere**
**Side: Rurua**
"How many patients are currently in this facility?"
As I entered the room housing the critically ill, I was met with a row of beds stretching out before me.
"Yes. There are approximately thirty individuals here. However, most of them have no hope of recovery."
"I see..."
As expected of a church, the sheets were properly laundered, and there was no glaring filth in the room. However, I could only describe their sanitary management as severely lacking. The sisters tending to the injured were changing bandages without washing their hands, and they moved from patient to patient with blood still staining their fingers.
I felt a sudden, burning urge to lecture them on hygiene, but I didn't have the luxury of time. I had to find a way to save Seraria’s friend.
However, I could not bring myself to save *only* her friend. That would go against my pride as a doctor and as a Saintess.
"Looking at them, it seems there are more wounded than sick."
"...Yes. We recently had a war with the Zuraburu Great Empire, and we have taken in many of the casualties. In truth, these are the people the military deemed untreatable and were going to discard, but we managed to take them in... though our efforts have not been enough..."
What I feel in this church is that Seraria truly lived only for the sake of the people. Her figure overlaps with Lilishe. Not only that, but she was willing to wear herself thin and go to such lengths to help a friend.
Admittedly, her actions—killing a Dungeon Master and defying the orders of Luna—could never be called "correct." If one were to replace her with an ordinary person, it would be the act of a mere bandit. But even so... I can understand that her heart was here.
She, Seraria, was undoubtedly a "Goddess." And that is why I...
"Master, is it alright?"
"Yeah. It’s your specialty, Rurua. And if I’m being honest, this is the perfect way to earn their trust, isn't it?"
"Yeah! Do your best, Rurua! We’ll help too."
"That’s right. Show them your power, Rurua."
"...Rurua. Fight."
"Rurua. I know your strength. You can do it. I believe in you."
Master and everyone else believe in me. Therefore, I have no hesitation. I will do what must be done.
There are many critically injured people here. If I were to examine them one by one, it would take too much time, and there is a possibility I wouldn't make it in time. Therefore, I will heal the war casualties all at once. If the injuries are physical, my knowledge, my magical power, and an area-of-effect *Extra Heal* should suffice.
I closed my eyes and focused my spirit. It was the same as when I did this at the Cathedral of Enaria. I simply had to set the range and release the *Extra Heal* in one burst. As for the ensuing chaos, the sisters of the Seraphina Church, Steve, and General Britt would surely handle it.
For now, I only need to heal the wounded and the sick...
"...*Extra Heal*."
My voice was barely a whisper, audible only to myself. Yet, it reached my ears clearly, and at the same time, the *Extra Heal* spread through the area, accompanied by a pale green light.
"I-I knew it in theory, but... to actually cast *Extra Heal* in an area of effect!? And not just inside this room, but reaching outside as well!"
"Incredible! Does Weed possess a healer of this caliber?"
"H-hawawa!?"
Everyone was stunned to see my wide-range *Extra Heal* for the first time. Well, because the range is so wide, the healing potency is lower compared to a single-target *Extra Heal*. Still, it is quite convenient, as it can fully cure anyone who isn't suffering from something truly critical.
Master and Riel would handle the follow-up, so I continued to radiate the healing magic. Thanks to rigorous training, I can now maintain it for about thirty minutes within a 300-meter radius. Since I narrowed the range to about 100 meters this time, I could keep it up for fifty minutes if I wanted to.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your shock, but could you go check on the patients outside? I cannot move while I am in this state."
"Y-yes!"
The sister I asked hurried off to check on the patients outside.
"Kirue-san."
*"Yes. All the war casualties have been fully healed. The only ones left are those suffering from illness rather than trauma, and the Goddess's friend. So, you may stop now."*
Kirue-san answered exactly what I wanted to know just by me calling her name. As expected of someone who conducts intelligence activities for Master every day. When I looked toward Master and the others, they nodded, so I stopped the *Extra Heal*.
"We’ll gather the remaining sick who haven't recovered and transport them to Weed. We’ll frame it as moving them to the mansion prepared for Rurua to examine them."
*"Yes. I believe that would be best."*
I had no objections. In fact, I had maneuvered things so that it would end up this way. Above all, there might be unknown pathogens unique to this region. Securing the critically ill for study is necessary for Weed, and for the sake of global medicine.
"It’s going to get noisy anyway, so it’s the perfect time to move them."
"That's true. Look, the severely wounded are starting to get up."
"...Even though I know it's thanks to the healing magic, it's still startling."
"Ahaha..."
I could only offer a dry laugh at Riel and the others' words. After all, what the three of them said was true.
"Aaaaaah!! I'm healed! Oh, I can move my arm!"
"The wound on my neck... wow, I can speak!"
"My eyes, I can see! My left eye can see!"
"Look, my guts aren't spilling out anymore. A miracle has happened. Thank goodness. I'm saved."
"Kyaaaaaa!?"
The critically injured patients, who should have been on the brink of death, stood up one after another—some still covered in bloody bandages and torn clothes—looking like zombies. The sisters screamed in surprise, and the monk soldiers instinctively raised their weapons.
"Wait, please wait! A renowned healer has just cast a wide-range *Extra Heal*. Those who believe they have been healed, please just sit up on your beds and wait! It does not mean you are completely cured yet! You there, if you don't want to die, do as I say!"
"Yes!! Boss Sister!!"
"Who is the boss?! It's Hostaria!"
"We are very sorry!!"
...Hmm. It seems the sister who guided us is quite the militant type. She didn't take a single step back against the soldiers. In fact, she seemed to be dominating even those who looked like veteran soldiers.
*"Rurua-sama. That sister appears to be a former female knight from Hein. That is likely why she is so accustomed to handling that sort of person."*
"I see."