Embers: A LitRPG Adventure (A Dragon Idol's Reincarnation Tale Book 2) by AbyssRaven

Author:AbyssRaven [AbyssRaven]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aethon Books
Published: 2024-01-24T00:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

EMOTIONAL BLISS AND EMBARRASSMENT

[“Urgh, I’m feeling a bit dizzy,”] I said as I massaged my temples.

I was squatting outside the tent right now after finishing curing every single wounded in the clinic. I thought it wouldn’t be a problem; after all, there were only ten patients, and I had delegated most of the work to my parallel minds.

This definitely doesn’t feel like arcane corruption, so what could it be? Touching my head, it felt quite hot, especially around my cheeks.

[“Lady Hestia, that’s why I suggested that you must reserve yourself. It would be an actual problem if your arcane corruption overflows,”] Tasianna scolded as she poured water into a wooden cup, offering me once it was filled.

[“I appreciate the worry, Tasianna,”] I responded with an exasperated sigh. [“But using that little amount of mana isn’t worth fussing about. I’ve used far more, and the one time I accumulated too much arcane corruption was after an intense fight. I know my limit by feel alone, and I haven’t reached it yet.”]

As both of us took care of the wounded lizardmen, Tasianna didn’t miss the chance to warn me of arcane corruption. Admittedly, I should have probably used [Moderate Heal] once in a while instead of exclusively [Major Heal], but I only had to treat ten people, not over a hundred or so.

I really appreciated that she was worrying that much about me, I truly did, but she shouldn't show that much concern, bordering on annoyance. She saw me fight before and the number of spells I could use simultaneously. I might not be immune as she was, but I was incredibly resistant to arcane corruption regardless.

Besides, showing that much effort was worth it. Similar to the first patient, once the other wounded realized their injuries and ailments were healed, they showed genuine happiness and gratitude, crying tears of joy, knowing they would survive for one more day. It felt good.

The patients included males and females. The females’ smiles sparkled and enraptured my heart with their still cute-looking faces. While the males had intimidating reptilian heads, the heartwarming tone of their thankful voices eased my mind, easily forcing the corners of my mouth to curl up as I witnessed my patients expressing their gratefulness.

Eventually, word came out that the people in the tent started to recover and their relatives and friends ran into the tent. These scale-kin crowded the already cramped space, crying as they held and hugged their family.

“The young scale over there helped me recover” and “I don’t understand how they did it, but the lasses over there treated everybody’s wounds” was what they said when they were asked how they recovered so fast. Some even went into detail and explained how a “white circle” materialized and basked their bodies in a “blinding warm light” to close up their wounds.

As they understood I was the one responsible for this, most of them started dashing out of the tent, only returning after a few minutes with something edible. As I was

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