"―There. Do you feel much better?"
Before I had time to come up with an excuse to reply to Lucretia with, the guy who introduced himself as Mikhael let go of my arm and asked me. I was confused for a moment, then realised.
"Oh, it's over? That was quick."
'I didn't even know he was doing anything, but he already healed my shoulder. Not to throw any shade, but Isabella took way longer than this...'
I guess Lucretia calling him a Saint wasn't just out of politeness.
Comparing it to the healing magic I received back in the first Contract, this was absolutely a tier or two slower, but considering how that was balanced by the first requiring a lengthy incantation to precede it, there was definitely a claim to make that this was the most impressive magic I've ever witnessed.
Not that I've witnessed much.
"Thank you."
"Haha, it's nothing, I'm just glad you seem to be alright. And... no, nevermind."
"...?"
