Najaz Khan's father, Viscount Astero de Khan, was in a very bad state.

"Father, this is Her Majesty's guest, Sir Jin Nidor, Magecraft Master, and his wife, Lady Elsa, Healer."

"Oh, oh ....... I'm a man who has been in bed for a long time, and I'm not going to let you go back to sleep.

He seemed to be having a hard time talking and his last words were very broken.

"<>"

Elsa used <> before the interview.

"......After all, the lungs are barely functioning. ......What do you get from the mine?"

"Uh, well, he said it's a raw material for aluminum."

Najas answered. Viscount Astero de Caen nodded in agreement.

"...... dust lungs".

It is also called pneumoconiosis.

It is a condition in which dust is inhaled and accumulates in the lungs, causing irreversible lesions in the lung tissue.

Symptoms appear quickly when bauxite or aluminum powder is inhaled.

"So?"

Jin understood.

The Viscount's feet, peeking out from the blanket, also showed edema, or swelling.

"The symptoms are advanced."

"So ......"

Elsa was about to ask him something when he said, "Najas!

"Najas!　What are you doing?

The door to the hospital room was opened with a bang, and a fat ...... or rather, rotund young lady rushed ...... into the room and staggered ...... in.

"My sister,......!"

With those words, Jin and Erza could tell that the round girl was Narun de Khan, the third daughter of the Khan family.

"Geeho-...... Geeho-......."

The Viscount seemed to want to say something, but seemed to be coughing and unable to speak.

"I will not allow you to send your father to see a stranger!

Reiko took a half step forward at the mention of "who-knows-who.

"Whoever you are, I beg your pardon. This is Sir Jin Nidor, the MagiCraft Meister of the age, Honorary Citizen of the Kingdom of Franz, and Honorary Advisor to the Royal Family.

What, ...... is your proof?

"You are really rude. If you think ...... this is a fake, I'll have to tell Her Majesty the Queen.

Reiko took out a mithril plate from her apron.

"Oh, my ...... bad!　Najas, remember that!"

With these words, the round lady left the room.

"It's quiet now. Please continue your examination, Miss Elsa."

"Yes."

Resuming her posture, Elsa decides to leave the room first.

She decided to leave the patient's room first, because confiding everything to a patient can sometimes have a negative effect on them.

I'll see you later.

Yes.

Elsa was shown into the reception room and continued speaking.

"The foreign material inhaled into the lungs ......, probably alumina powder derived from bauxite, can be extracted with engineering magic. But it won't heal a deactivated lung."

"What ......?

Najas' shoulders slumped in disappointment, but Elsa continued.

"...... to restore a stopped lung, you need to have a ."

"I've heard of it. It's the highest level of healing magic, isn't it?　There are only a few people in the world who can ...... use it. ......"

"Hmm. And it doesn't heal just once. I think you need to keep applying it every day ...... for a month or so."

The treatment that Jin once underwent to return his body made of > back to life also took a long time.

Najas is disappointed when he hears how long it will take.

"No, there are no healers who are willing to stay for such a long period of time, a month ......."

Healers were a valuable resource, and it was customary in the Kingdom of Franz to require an enormous amount of money for their treatment.

There was no way they could keep such a healer for a month and pay him every day.

However, Elsa said something that was way above Najas's expectations.

"You can do it."

"What?

"I told you before. You have the gift of a healer. ......It should take you two to three years to master it, starting from the basics. ......"

"You will learn it right here, right now."

"What?

Najas rolls his eyes and looks up.

"Of course, you can't call yourself a because you haven't followed the proper procedure, you can't use other healing magic as it is, and most importantly, you can only use it once or twice a day because of the huge amount of magic it consumes. ......"

Erza says, "It's full of disadvantages.

"...... but if you can keep it up for a month, your father will be cured. ......What are you going to do?"

"I'll do it!"

His answer was immediate.

"Yes, that's what I wanted to hear. You certainly have the gift of the healer."

Erza and the others all went to the hospital room once more.

First Elsa said,

"Viscount, I'm going to heal you.

"Viscount, I'm going to heal you,

"<>".

and then gave painkillers as a precaution,

"<>"

and extracted alumina powder, bauxite powder, and other dust from his body.

"Is this ...... this ......?"

Najas was horrified by the reddish-black dust.

"A foreign substance in his body. This is what was poisoning the viscount's lungs."

Elsa says that he would not be in such a bad condition if he had applied an extraction immediately after inhaling.

"But we'll talk about that later. ......Nice, just take a good look at it first. ......<"

A pale light enveloped Viscount Astero de Caen's chest.

"Oh!"

When the light subsided, the slightly bloodier Viscount said,

"It's ...... easier now. You said Elsa, sir. Thank you very much.

He said without coughing.

"The inflamed bronchi and trachea should be healed."

Just to be sure, Elsa went for a checkup,

"Hmm, I'm fine. But since he has lost more than 90% of his lung function, he will need daily <> from now on. And a special diet for the sick.

<<> is a magic to increase the healing power to the utmost limit. In other words, it activates cells and stimulates cell division.

However, the nutrition for this is supplied by the patient's own body. In other words, without nutrition, even the cured cannot be cured.

"And then there are the medicines. ...... I will give you this later."

The Persica juice made in Horai Island is rich in nutrients and is suitable for giving vitality to those who are seriously ill.

< and will give Najas a few bottles later.

"Thank you, Miss Elsa!　You are the savior of the Khan family!　You are the savior of the Khan family!

But Elsa shook her head.

"No, that's the job of a healer. I did what I could. Now it's up to you to heal your father."

"Yes, ...... yes!"

Najas bowed deeply, tears streaming down his face.