Three days passed since I had merged with Template of my Inheritance, and in two days, I will leave for Fort Ardor, and since I have two weeks to go there, I will visit my parents at the Mistson since it is on the way to Fort Ardor.
I had just returned from my hospital shift and now refining my mana. With regular healing, I am more proficient in healing, but my notoriety has shot to the sky in the hospital and academy.
One of the healers which I've made friends with told me that people started to call me the greatest sadist of the Academy who gets pleasure by torturing people. Still, my reputation did not stop people from coming in throngs when I visit the hospital twice a day.
People did not care for an hour of pain when they could get rid of the curse that could kill them.
Every day, I would heal around fifty people, all of them Duke Stage; the teacher had told me to focus on Dukes the most since that is who I will be healing in Fort Ardon.
