The World's Strongest and Most Evil Noble Strives Humbly and Diligently ~ Using Knowledge of the Original Story and Unique Magic to Avoid a Destruction End ~ - Chapter 10: Healing Magic

Chapter 10: Healing Magic

In the morning and afternoon, I trained in swordsmanship and Void skills, occasionally visited Void Town, and at night, I gained knowledge in the Forbidden Archives.

Living such a busy life, I celebrated my birthday and turned 12 before I knew it.

My height finally passed 150 centimeters.

I hoped to keep growing steadily like this.

And now, what I was especially passionate about was—healing magic.

In Ronzorkia, healing magic was a very rare skill, and it was said that mastering it meant never worrying about food for life.

(Hmm… I see, this is more like a ‘technique’ than ‘magic.’)

The way healing magic worked was very different from the game.

In the original Ronzorkia, healing magic followed the pattern of activating the spell, consuming mana, and healing damage.

But in this world, it involved regenerating cells with mana and reconnecting torn tissues.

In other words, to make healing magic work, three things were needed: advanced mana control, understanding of the human body, and deep medical knowledge.

To be honest, it was quite a hassle.

I could understand why healing magic was so rare.

(But if I master healing magic, my survival rate will skyrocket.)

I already mastered Void Possession, so my defense was pretty solid.

If I added healing magic to that, my protection would be rock-solid.

So lately, I was devouring medical books.

(…Alright, that’s enough studying for now.)

I understood the basics pretty well.

Next was experimenting… no, not experimenting, not testing on subjects—but yes, I needed a ‘cooperator.’

The next afternoon, I headed out to the streets of the Heisenberg territory.

After wandering the main street for a bit,

(Yeah, this place will do.)

I turned toward a clinic that caught my eye.

I reached out to knock on the door—but stopped just before.

I was a lazy, arrogant villain noble; polite manners were a no-go.

“—I’m coming in!”

I kicked the door open roughly and entered dynamically.

“What!?”

“What’s all this noise…!?”

“Are you… Lord Hollow!?”

A shock ran through the clinic.

And no wonder—in the Heisenberg territory, I was considered a ‘taboo’ existence.

In the original story, Hollow went overboard harassing anything he disliked.

If you got on his bad side, you couldn’t survive in this town.

Normally, my father, the lord, should have scolded me…

But he was traveling the country to break my mother’s curse, so he couldn’t focus on my education.

As a result, his idiot son’s arrogance went too far.

Because of this background, the people of the Heisenberg territory feared me greatly.

In the tense atmosphere of the clinic, an elderly man, likely the director, hurried over and knelt before me.

“L-Lord Hollow, what brings you here today…?”

“No big deal, just here to observe.”

I said that and sat on a random chair.

“What are you doing? Get back to work, don’t waste time.”

“Y-Yes, sir!”

The director quickly moved, and the other doctors returned to their tasks.

(Ugh… they look super uncomfortable working.)

They seemed awkward, probably because my gaze bothered them.

I felt really sorry, but I hoped they’d forgive me just for today.

While apologizing in my head, I observed the doctors’ work from a distance.

(…I see…)

As expected, ‘seeing is believing.’

I gathered tons of medical knowledge from the Forbidden Archives, but seeing it with my own eyes was totally different.

And ‘seeing a hundred times is nothing compared to doing it once.’

I watched a lot of healing magic, but actually trying it would be a whole different experience.

(…I want to try it on someone soon…)

Wasn’t there a ‘nicely injured person’ around?

Hiding my itching excitement, I glanced around—and the clinic door burst open, and two adventurers rushed in.

“Huff… huff… Please, save our comrade…!”

The male swordsman, with a desperate expression, carried a bloodied female mage.

(There are claw-like marks… probably attacked by a monster.)

The stench of bl00d filled the air as nurses moved quickly.

“This is bad…! Prepare for a bl00d transfusion immediately!”

“Bring all the potions we have!”

The female mage was laid on the examination table.

The male swordsman stayed by her side, tightly holding her hand, offering words of encouragement.

“You’re gonna be okay! We’re at the Heisenberg territory’s hospital! There are tons of great doctors here!”

“…Thanks…”

Three doctors gathered and immediately used healing magic.

But,

“No good, she’s losing too much bl00d…!”

“We can’t keep up with regeneration or stitching…!”

“This… it’s over…”

Despite their desperate efforts, the female mage’s condition worsened, and her mana grew weaker.

As her life flickered out, she forced out a trembling voice.

“…Sorry… I caused… trouble… again…”

“No, you’re not at fault! This happened because I’m too weak!”

“I… don’t think I’ll make it… I can’t… keep our promise…”

“Hey, don’t say that! Don’t give up… please, answer me…!”

The male swordsman called out repeatedly, but the female mage didn’t respond.

In the heavy silence, the doctors exchanged glances—and stopped treatment.

Healing magic required a lot of mana.

To save as many injured people as possible, they didn’t waste resources on hopeless cases.

It was cruel but logical.

(Lucky day. A perfect case showed up.)

If her life was going to fade anyway, I’d make good use of it.

“Let me take a look.”

As I said that and approached the female mage, the male swordsman blocked my way.

“…You’re the Heisenberg heir, right?”

“So what?”

“You said ‘take a look’… Can you use healing magic?”

“Nah, I’m still learning. But a perfect practice dummy showed up, so I’ll make use of it.”

“…Practice… dummy? Don’t mess around…!”

The enraged swordsman grabbed my collar.

The clinic shook with tension again.

“Hey, what are you doing!?”

“Idiot, stop! That’s Lord Hollow!”

“You’ll get killed for that!”

The doctors and nurses panicked, urging him to calm down, but his anger didn’t fade.

“You’re not even a doctor, don’t touch her! My precious comrade isn’t your noble’s toy!”

He shouted his feelings, tears streaming down.

Grabbing the next lord’s collar and yelling insults was unforgivable.

But… his pure anger for his comrade?

That kind of passion—I kinda liked it.

Still, he was in my way right now.

“—Trash, let go with those filthy hands.”

I put strength into my right fist and lightly punched his stomach.

“Guh!?”

He slowly fell to his knees, collapsing forward, twitching on the floor.

…Sorry, I might’ve hit a bit too hard.

But it’d be a hassle if he caused a scene, so stay down for a bit.

Ignoring the swordsman, I faced the dying female mage.

(Here we go.)

My first time using healing magic, on a near-dead female mage.

Others might think I was crazy.

But I was confident.

If I was the prodigy Hollow von Heisenberg, I could definitely heal this injury.

I had that kind of certainty.

“Phew…”

I exhaled softly, holding my hand over the female mage’s body.

Then—I broke my mana into tiny particles and let it seep into her body.

(Skull fracture, brain contusion, sternum fracture, right lung damage, shattered ribs, ruptured spleen… plus tons of other serious injuries.)

She was beat up bad, practically a corpse.

(Alright, let’s start.)

I closed my eyes quietly and performed the healing magic.

First, regeneration.

I transformed my mana into hers, creating new cells, organs, and bones.

Next, stitching.

I turned my mana into threads, connecting muscles and nerves.

(…Got the hang of it.)

Healing magic was all about speed.

Once I got the knack of regeneration and stitching, I sharpened my focus—and finished the treatment in one go.

At that moment, the doctors behind me gasped in shock.

“So fast!? That regeneration speed, and the mana sync is perfect!?”

“What precise mana control…!”

“Look at those mana threads! They’re practically invisible!”

“Wait, isn’t he doing ‘regeneration’ and ‘stitching’ at the same time!?”

“This isn’t human skill… it’s like the ‘hand of a god’…!”

Regenerating here, stitching there—treatment done in about ten seconds.

“Hmm, good enough.”

My first healing magic was a success.

The female mage’s face looked much better, and she breathed steadily.

She’d probably wake up in an hour.

(Still… ten seconds is too slow.)

Taking ten seconds for this level of treatment wouldn’t cut it.

For real combat, I’d want full recovery in one second.

(It was my first try, so I’ll keep improving from here.)

As I reflected alone,

“…She’s saved…?”

The swordsman, recovering from the stomach hit, staggered toward the female mage.

“Of course. Did you think I’d fail, even if it’s practice?”

“Tch, thank you so much…! I don’t know how to thank you…!”

He said that and bowed deeply.

“—What’s your name?”

“I-I’m Galius Brown, a B-rank adventurer!”

“Galius, you grabbed my collar. You’re ready for the consequences, right?”

“Yes…! I’m prepared for any punishment for disrespecting Lord Hollow.”

“Good resolve. Then I’ll pass judgment.”

The Heisenberg territory’s laws were famously strict.

Disrespect and assault on the lord’s son were unforgivable.

“““…!”””

The clinic’s air froze, everyone silent, as I declared Galius’s punishment.

“In the name of Hollow von Heisenberg, I command you—get stronger.”

“…Huh…?”

Galius froze, stunned.

“That female mage is someone precious to you, right? Then get stronger and protect her properly. Don’t ever show this pathetic state again. Got it?”

“Y-Yes…! I’m truly sorry for this. Thank you so much…!”

He apologized and thanked me, bowing repeatedly.

“Hey, wasn’t Lord Hollow supposed to be a total spoiled brat…?”

“What a noble judgment…!”

“That depth of character… isn’t he truly fit to be the next lord?”

Everyone present started praising me.

Nice, I earned some good favor!

If the people’s favor drops too low, it triggers the ‘House Burned Down End.’

Earning points like this now and then is super important.

(Man, these adventurers had perfect timing.)

I got to test healing magic and naturally boost the people’s favor.

You guys are awesome. I almost want to give you a gift as thanks.

As I nodded in satisfaction, the elderly director spoke to me.

“My goodness, I was shocked. To think Lord Hollow had healing magic skills…”

“What are you talking about? Today was my first time.”

“…Huh?”

“I watched your techniques and copied them. Pretty good, right?”

“Pretty good!? It’s divine skill…! (He copied that level of technique just by watching!?)”

“Ha, you’re exaggerating.”

I said that and headed for the exit.

“If you get a case this clinic can’t handle, send them to my mansion. I might take a look now and then.”

“Thank you!”

Having gained the new power of healing magic,

(Next up… Garzak Underground Prison.)

I immediately started preparing for the next event.