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Night falls on the favelas

The Clinic was wrapped in a forest of silence, as if the bustling daytime had been a lie.

「 Can't sleep, Zenos. 」

As I sat idly at the dining table, an elf girl with a pillow in her arms came to stand behind me.

「 You're still awake, Lili. 」

「 I was asleep, but when I woke up it was light in here.

「 Oh, I'm sorry. I'll head to sleep in a little while. 」

「 You want some tea. 」

「 Sure, I'll have some. 」

As I sipped the tea that Lili had made with her, I felt a warm feeling in the pit of my stomach.

「 How is it ..... 」

「 It's good like always, thanks. 」

As I set my cup down, Lili came up behind me and placed a small hand on my head, patting it gently.

「 What is it..... 」

「 When Lili couldn't sleep, Zenos would pet her, so I returned the favor. 」

Zenos smiled softly and said, 「 That's very kind of you. I think I'm going to sleep better because of it. 」

「 Thank you. I think I'm going to sleep better now. 」

「 Mmm. 」

Lili sniffled in satisfaction, but soon began to drift off to sleep, leaning against Zenos.

Zenos chuckled, shrugged his shoulders, and carried Lili into the bedroom.

When he returned to the table to drink the rest of the tea, he found Wraith sitting cross-legged.

「 Can't sleep, Zenos. 」

「 What's the matter, Carmilla? 」

「 I found three cups, so you'll have to drink. 」

「 Lili is a very thoughtful woman. 」

When Zenos had taken his seat, Carmilla lifted her cup of tea and said: 「 Is your sleeplessness due to your thoughts about the former party? 」

「 What, you're worried about me? 」

「 It's not that I'm worried about you, it's just that I don't have much time at night and I thought it would be nice to catch up with you. 」

「 Carmilla's a nice girl, after all. 」

「 Don't make fun of me. I'm done talking then. 」

「 I'm sorry. I can't drink it all by myself, so you'll have to join me. 」

「 Well, if you insist, I'll stay with you. 」

Carmilla, who was about to get up, sat back down again.

Zenos poured the rest of the tea from the pot.

「 I wasn't thinking about the party. Since I opened the clinic, I've been busy with a lot of things and I just forgot about Aston. 」

So, to be honest, I was simply surprised to see him again, Zenos added.

「 Now that I recall how he treated me, I wish I'd punched him at least once. 」

「 Well, that's honest. 」

Carmilla sipped her tea, her shoulders swaying slightly.

「 A human life is brief and fleeting, You had better pay your debt while you still can. 」

「 ... I agree. 」

Zenos nodded and looked at his hands.

There are some debts that can never be repaid.

Slowly Zenos raised his head.

「 Maybe it's because I haven't seen Aston in a while, but I'm remembering things from a long time ago, even before I joined the party. 」

「 You mean back when you were in the favelas? 」

「 Mhm. 」

Carmilla stopped sipping her tea.

「 Zenos, I heard that you acquired your healing magic while you were in the favelas. How on earth did you do that? 」

「 I don't know... 」

Zenos crossed his arms and turned his gaze to the ceiling.

「 I was at an orphanage in the favelas, which, now that I think about it, was a pretty terrible place. 」

Every day in the favelas, a lot of people die.

The orphanage instructed the children to steal anything they could get their hands on.

「 I didn't want to do that, so I came back and just buried the bodies without stealing anything, so I got beaten up a lot. 」

「 Because leaving the bodies unattended can cause an epidemic, It's the right response. 」

「 I hadn't thought of it that way. I just thought it would be a pity for him to die and have their things stolen, so I buried him to prevent anyone from stealing them. 」

It was as if he was looking at his own future self.

But even so, they often dug them up on their own.

「 So, one day, as a child, I had an innocent thought. I Wondered if it was possible to bring them back to life. 」

「 ......! 」

Carmilla's eyes widened and she spilled the tea in her hand.

「 That's a forbidden magic. 」

「 That's true. I didn't know that back then, so I tried to revive them every day. 」

I held my hand over the corpse and imagined a rebirth.

Of course, nothing was going to happen.

So, I observed the body closely.

What was the structure of the skin?

How are the muscles attached?

How are the blood vessels and nerves running?

The arrangement of the internal organs.

I carefully studied the body one by one until I could clearly recreate the structure of the body in my mind.

「 ...... 」

Carmilla thought she heard a gulping sound.

In the favelas, numerous races live and die.

This means that Zenos has learned about the structure of the body of every species through first-hand experience.

I wonder how many healers in the world have had such an experience.

「 ...... That's absurd. 」

「 What did you say? 」

「 Nothing. 」

Zenos tilted his head slightly and continued.

「 At first there was no reaction, but after years of this, every day, a white light began to surround my body. 」

Gradually, I began to feel a response, and I knew that this time I would succeed.

「 But that day, while I was working on resuscitation, I was hit in the head from behind as hard as possible. 」

I turned around and saw a man in a black cloak with stubble staring at me with a fierce expression.

The man said, 「 Never use your power on the dead. It should be used on the living. 」

「 ...... So that's the healer you met in the favela? 」

「 Yes. But I've only ever seen him use healing magic once. 」

After all, I don't even know his real name.

「 But he taught me a lot of things when I only knew the small world of the favelas. He was a dirty but amazing man. 」

When I asked what to call him, the man laughed and said, 「 You may call me Master. 」

「 Master has a lot of sayings. I've often heard him say that healers are third-rate at healing injuries, second-rate at healing people, and first-rate at correcting the world. 」

Zenos put down his cup and picked up the kettle.

This looks like the last cup.

「 Sometimes I think back to my master and wonder if I could have been at least third-rate. 」

I'll never see him again.

As I muttered this, I felt a slight shadow of my master's face appear on the surface of the shaking cup.

「 I'm sorry for making you listen to such a boring story. 」

「 No, it was a good way to pass the time. 」

「 That's good. 」

Zenos laughed lightly, and Carmilla lifted her cup with both hands and said in remembrance.

「 It is not the same as resurrection magic, but in my time, there was magic to create pseudo-life golems. 」

「 Three hundred years ago, when the Demon Lord was still alive, right? 」

In the past, the continent to the south across the ocean was a territory ruled by a demon king.

For a long time, humans and demons were non-aggressive towards each other, but about 400 years ago, the demons invaded the human territory. The battle between the two sides was fierce, and by the time the demon king was defeated, nearly 100 years had passed since the war began.

「 It's dark magic used by the now lost demon race. The golem is made by collecting materials such as carbon and sulfur with a special magic stone as the core. 」

「 Huh. 」

「 A golem that doesn't feel pain and just does what it's told is a very troublesome opponent. 」

「 What the hell was Carmilla doing 300 years ago? 」

「 I've forgotten that long ago. 」

「 You listen to everyone, but you never talk about yourself. 」

Just as I was about to call it a night, I heard a sound in the distance. It sounded like something being destroyed carried by the wind, and the sound of screams reached my ears. 

「 What's happening...? 」 

「 It sounded like it was coming from the favelas. 」

 Carmilla's body floated up and through the ceiling panels. I think she's going up to the roof to check it out. She came back immediately with the most shocked look on her face that I have ever seen. 

「 I can't believe it.... The golem I just told you about is running amok in the favelas! 」

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