He never makes a weak noise about being out of control in front of his eyes.
　That's why Flynn goes into his treatment with the intention of saving every patient who is still breathing.

　While it took two healing magicians to treat him, Flynn had finished treating five people by himself.
　The skills are beyond the realm of a human being and the work is now worthy of being called a saint.

The cell revival went well. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. I'm glad to hear that.

　I need stitches! And with a flurry of instructions to the nearby troopers, Flynn hurried straight to the sterile room. There, the two healing mages had already finished their preparations and a small girl was on the treatment table.

　The girl - Mea April. Her condition is just as I had heard. Next to her is her twin sister, who is also there for the blood transfusion. Even though the magical information is in agreement, we can't just let the blood flow straight to Mea.
　There are several methods of blood purification, but it can't be helped that they are not perfect.

　We can move on to the treatment right away. I've also finished the simulation in my brain.
　Without going over it again, Flynn was drawing the procedure from the injury site to the completion of the healing in an instant.

''Open fracture. Damage and tears in the magic pathway can also be seen. Three incomplete fractures. This one will be put on the back burner. Also, keep in mind that there's a risk of infection. I'll leave the healing to you. Please get the timing right. After the bones are joined, we'll move on to the magic pathway. Enough to restore the magical pathway.
..........!

　The two companions looked back at Flynn's face as if they had been played. Too soon. The reason I feel that way is because the restoration of the magic pathway is a procedure that only Saint Nexolis and her grandson, Flynn, can perform, even though the world is wide.
　She is the only one who has the technology to connect them completely, and her eyes.

　It would be an advanced technique that would take more than a dozen hours to perform, at least that's what the two assistants had calculated from their experience in healing.

　However, the two who had seen Flynn's high level of skill, once again agreed.
　The healing of a wound cannot be delayed much longer than the repair of the magic pathway. Repairing the cellular tissues as well as the time saved is what is required in this busy field.

''We'll begin the surgical procedure.
Yes!

　Flynn's hand holds an instrument for capturing the magic pathway. She points it towards the wound with a stagnant motion and deftly sutures it as if to connect the blood vessels together. There is no wasted motion in her hands, which move swiftly and without interfering with her companions.
　No words are needed for Flynn, who doesn't even blink and concentrates.
　It takes two people to get the wounds treated, one of whom is a skilled healing magician in the unit.
　As such, she is able to dexterously use both Flynn's assistance and healing magic to get around.

　There is no joining of magic pathways on the brink of being inherently saved. It's life that should take precedence over that.
　Flynn's instructions are a decision made because he is confident that Mea's survival is assured.

　It is indeed a dangerous situation. If we had been delayed even one minute more, we don't know what would have happened.
　However, there was nothing impossible for Flynn when he was alive and put into the treatment.

　The healing magic stopped the bleeding, of course, but also activated the cells. Promoting the ability to heal itself.
　This sterile room was lined with a large healing magic formula created by the saintly woman Nexolis. It makes the circulation of magical power more efficient and completes the treatment room to make the healing magic easier to handle.

　Even though it's an open fracture, it's not as serious as what Ars suffered in the past. To put it bluntly, it doesn't mean that the limb was detached. Compared to that time, the number of hands connecting the magic pathway is far less than that time.

　Even before healing the student from the academy named Mea, Flynn has already saved the lives of Garginis and his squad members.
　Fatigue has set in, but healing magic takes a lot of patience to begin with. He's worked under the saints for years, and he doesn't sound like an ordinary person.

　The Association's newly established Healing Mage Unit has selected second to third level healing mages within the Association. This time, since it is a student-led mission, it is certain that it is made up of selected healing mages from the association as well.
　There are also many experienced people, such as former military doctors.

　In one field, perhaps even Flynn might be inferior to them in some situations.
　Of course, there are also beaten-up healing mages, so that's a pinch of background. Flynn himself only has a history of how his name quickly spread from the achievement of attaching Ars's arms to his own, so he doesn't have any achievements that look like achievements. I'm not sure if it's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're talking about, but I think it's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're talking about, and I think it's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're talking about, and I think it's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're talking about. Perhaps because of that, not a few of them didn't think well of the grandiose title of a first-class healing mage at a young age. At first, though, the word "at first" comes to mind.


　After exactly ten minutes, Flynn finished suturing the magic pathway and left the sterile room in another five minutes.
　Her skills have improved far beyond what they were when she attached Ars's arm to it. No, maybe it was the number of people she had healed and her familiarity with it that brought out her inherent strength.

　Returning to the curtain house, which was crowded with patients, Flynn looked around once. The healing of the girl who needed urgent help, Mea, was over. She will have to rest for the time being, but the mountain is over.
　All that's left is the treatment that can be done without Flynn, so she prepares for her priority patients.

　But at this point, Flynn decided that she finally had time, so she told her companions that she would leave for a time and left the Tabernacle.
　His footsteps were fast, if not a rush.

　It wasn't a bit like impatience.
　Rather, something called surprise was swirling within Flynn. Fortunately, though, it wasn't like he couldn't focus on healing.
　But that doesn't mean it's something that can be ignored.

　Flynn's face is awfully stern. It was also a situation where the weakness he had decided not to vomit was coming out to his throat.
　It was as if I had no idea what to do.

'His condition!

　The Tabernacle that Flynn was headed to was a small and cozy little place. A simple bed and a few pieces of equipment.
　Honestly, that alone was enough to make it feel cramped.

　In the dim light, Flynn flashed his voice to the man. To the man, who was not a healing magician, Flynn gave the man a look that demanded an explanation of the cause.

　Ars, sitting in a wooden chair, dropped his emotionless eyes down beside a student of the Second Academy of Magic - Felinella Sokalent - who was sleeping in her bed.

　When Ars and the others returned from the mineral deposit, the first thing Flynn examined was Felinella. His priority was the other seriously injured, though.
　I can say that that decision was not wrong for a healing mage.

　Ars and Felinella were the only ones here. Outsiders are not allowed to enter this place at all - except for Flynn.
　In a mere tabernacle without the necessary equipment for healing, Ferrinella, who should be a patient, is lying in a peaceful sleep.
　Her deep sleep is unnatural, not emitting any breathing sounds and not a flinch.

　Ars took Felinella's hand, scarred and devoid of power, and said, 'You know best.

'You know best.'
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