The next day, Ryan want to create his own training program.
However, with bitterness in his heart, he understood that it would be difficult for him to implement his plan.
There is little that can help him for further development. If only quests...
"Is it possible to get the quest, Gray?" - Ryan asked curiously. Ryan didn't care much about quests, but at certain times they came in handy for him.
[Quests can be received at any time. However, depending on the item or skill requested, the difficulty of completing the quest increases multiple times. The maximum quests you can have is 5.] - Gray answered laconically.
Ryan was happy inside. Doesn't this mean that he is capable of getting anything?
Without dwelling too much on these thoughts, he mentally said. "I need a quest whose reward will be gravity rings."
[I understand you, master.] - after a couple of seconds, a new quest appeared in front of the released interface.
"Feel Life, See Death."
- Gravity rings x4 (Weight can be changed thanks to prana)
Description -
Something strange is happening in the neighboring village... People are dying for no reason. Find out what's going on."
Ryan's heart began to beat slightly. He has never trained before, and the knowledge that he has the opportunity to become stronger makes him happy.
Without noticing it, a wide smile appeared on his face.
"However, the neighborhood village?..." - Ryan vaguely tried to remember the moments where the residents of Domremi talked about another village.
But no matter how hard he tried to remember, nothing came to mind.
Slightly disappointed, he left his room.
Approaching her, he shook her slightly, trying to wake her up.
Isabella opened her sleepy eyes and yawned, looking around.
Seeing Ryan, she asked. - "What is it, little Ryan?"
"I need to go somewhere, I won't be long." - Isabella only nodded at his words. She trusted Ryan because she saw that he was very wise, despite his young age.
Seeing Isabella nod, he put on his shoes and left the house.
Having filled his lungs with fresh air, he turned to Gray. "Gray, can I fly?" - Ryan asked curiously. Since he's half-dragon, can't he fly?
However, the answer left him disappointed. [You can only fly thanks to a spell that you don't know how to use. I suggest you don't try to run there, as you'll attract too much attention.] - Anticipating Ryan's further thoughts, Gray answered.
Ryan took a breath and decided to search Domremi with his eyes, looking for a horse-drawn carriage that could take him to his destination.
Having found the cart, he began to approach it.
Approaching the owner of the cart, he called out to his attention. "Hello uncle, I need to get to the neighboring village, can you take me there?" Ryan asked politely.
The owner of the horse-drawn carriage was surprised that the little boy wanted to ride the carriage. "Baby, shouldn't you be at home?"
"Don't worry, uncle, I warned my parents." - Ryan said calmly. The owner of the horse-drawn carriage did not argue. "But you shouldn't go there, I heard that a lot of people have been dying there lately, the cause of death is considered unknown..."
Ryan shook his head. "It's okay uncle, I won't stay there for long." - Seeing the same calm expression on his face, the owner of the horse-drawn carriage sighed.
"That would be 25 silver coins for you." - he hoped that Ryan would refuse, but what was his surprise, when he saw a bag of coins in Ryan's hands.
"Okay, I agree, here you go." - Ryan said, getting into the horse-drawn carriage.
The owner of the horse-drawn carriage was slightly shocked, but nevertheless pulled the horse to begin the ride...
In a few hours...
Having reached the neighboring village, he noticed a strange gloomy atmosphere of the area.
Thanking his uncle, he went deeper into the village.
Inside the houses, with his superhuman hearing, he heard crying. He felt the despair of this village...
A normal person from his world would most likely change his mind about being here, since it was really creepy here.
Having walked further, he decided to look into one of the houses in order to get more information.
Knocking on the door, he did not immediately receive an answer.
Only a slight creak of the door indicated that the door had opened.
Pushing the door open, he felt a smell, a disgusting smell...
"Damn... My sense of smell is too sensitive..." as he walked further, he noticed a woman sitting on a chair and crying over a man lying on the bed.
The man's eyes were closed. Breathing was weak. Pale skin and sweating...
"He's on the verge of death..." he thought critically. The symptoms were too basic to incline them to any specific disease, especially since he is in a magical world where there are even more diseases...
However, after making sure that this was not a curse or poisoning, he sighed.
"Hello, I am a healer from a neighboring village. Can I see him?" - Ryan decided to lie. He wanted to help the man and woman in front of him.
As a doctor, it is very difficult for him to see how people suffer from diseases that are difficult for them to fight against.
Ryan's face was hidden by a hood so that his identity would not be revealed.
His voice was low enough and his height tall enough that he would not immediately be mistaken for a child, but rather a short adult.
The woman, hearing someone else's voice, raised her head and nodded with tears in her eyes.
The woman decided to believe this mysterious doctor. Her despair reached the edge and mentally she was ready to say goodbye to her husband...
Ryan smiled with satisfaction, glad that there was no resistance.
"Gray, how can I examine it using magic?" Ryan knows that all of Gray's knowledge is built on the basis of all the things he has seen in his life, that is, memory.
The answer did not come immediately. [Actually, with your knowledge of magic, there are few options. You can try to "test" it with magic first. If you feel something foreign, then most likely this is the source of the problem.]
Ryan nodded at her explanation and closed his eyes, concentrating.
A complete picture of human anatomy surfaced in his mind. Everything down to the smallest detail. Every vessel, every bone, every muscle and tendon...
Reaching out, he gently grabbed the man's hand.
Carefully working his magic through his body, he discovered severe inflammation in his lungs caused by...
"Tuberculosis! How did he end up here?" - Ryan exclaimed in surprise in his mind. Apparently the cattle that people grazed here were infected with this pathogen...
Shaking his head, he accepted a cooler calculation.
"In order to get rid of inflammation, antibodies or surgical intervention are needed, since the inflammation has developed into a more severe stage..." - continuing his thoughts, he remembered. "I can try using magic to neutralize the pathogen."
Moving his hand towards his chest, he addressed the woman in front of him. "Do you have a needle?" - why did he ask for a needle? The needle is very thin and will help him control his magic more precisely, even to the point of destroying various small bacteria.
He thought of a small and simple tactic. In the area of inflammation, it will "burn out" the pathogen.
Through precise control of magic, it will raise the temperature of a specific location, thus destroying the pathogen.
All these thoughts flashed through in less than a second.
The woman gasped slightly and nodded. Taking a small box from the cabinet, she pulled out a needle.
Ryan carefully took the needle and brought it to the trachea.
Concentrating, he slowly injected magic into the man's body.
His magic managed to reach the source. Slowly, but it began to increase the temperature of the inflammation zone.
Ryan carefully ensured that the tracheal epithelium was not damaged.
The pathogen actually began to be suppressed, until after some time it disappeared completely, under the influence of temperature.
Making sure that his life is no longer in danger, he opened his eyes and removed the needle from his trachea.
Taking a deep breath, he relaxed his body.
For such actions, he needed maximum concentration and accuracy, otherwise there was a risk that he would simply kill the person in front of him.
"Even though this is my first operation, I have something to work on..." Ryan thought.
The woman, seeing that Ryan had finished, asked worriedly. "Is he going to be okay?"
Ryan answered her question briefly. "Yes. His life is no longer in danger."
Ryan noticed signs of improvement. Sweating and fever went away. The paleness of the skin is slowly disappearing.
The woman, hearing this, cried tears of joy, hugging the man on the bed.
"Don't ruin the moment..." Looking at the happiness of the woman in front of him, he felt a sense of accomplishment.
Seeing that they had finished, Ryan spoke. "Tell your husband to eat more often and maintain good hygiene. He has contracted a very dangerous disease called tuberculosis. Apparently your cattle became infected with this pathogen and it passed into your husband's body."
The woman, slightly swollen from crying, nodded at his explanation. "Thank you! I... I don't know how to repay you... I don't have a lot of money..." - her previous happiness was overshadowed by gloominess.
If a doctor like him exists, doesn't that mean his services are incredibly expensive?
Ryan hastily shook his head. "It's not worth it. Medicine is not about money."
The woman was slightly shocked. She saw that the man in front of her was adamant in his decision.
A smile appeared on her face, full of tears. "You are a saint. Such skills and such valor... You are undoubtedly a saint!"
Ryan grimaced when they called him a Saint, but he did not reproach him.
Suddenly, the woman crossed her arms in a prayerful gesture. "Oh merciful God, I thank you for the Saint who cured my husband's illness..."
Ryan coughed. "So, I need to go and heal the rest of the villagers. Watch your husband and follow my instructions and then he will get up healthy and strong." Ryan said sternly.
Having listened carefully to his words, the woman nodded, to which Ryan smiled with satisfaction and left the house, heading to the others...