The wrong person on the ground, the opening sword soul template

Chapter 2: Amid Tejasanare
"Liang Yuejun, you have grown up and have learned to be considerate of the gods in your clan!"

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Looking at the petite Hestia hugging his neck, the smile from the heart in her light blue eyes could not be faked.

It was a way of praising someone, which felt a little strange to Liang Yue, who had an adult's soul living in her body.

Ok.

Putting aside the issues of her figure and appearance, just looking at her actual age, there is nothing wrong with what Hestia said.

There was no hesitation about going to the dungeon, she agreed decisively.

"I can agree to Liang Yuejun's adventure in the dungeon."

"But the prerequisite is to get the consent of the medical doctor, and to prove that the disease in your left hand will not affect the dangerous battles in the dungeon."

Since Liang Yue has made the final decision, as a god we should not interfere but respect his choice.

Hestia certainly did the same.

Infected with some plague virus, she didn't know what kind of pain this would bring to Liang Yue, but even in the difficult times of the clan.

Apart from himself, the god, the only dependent left was Liang Yue.

He lived in an abandoned church and ate leftover food from the stalls. Even so, he still practiced swordsmanship diligently every day.

Even the reason for wanting to venture into the dungeon is simple.

"I have real power and don't want to be a burden to the gods."

Looking at the sick man restrained by black shackles, Hestia felt extremely complicated, but it was more out of concern for her family.

If this "child" could have enough wealth like Hephaestus, would the situation be much better for him?
I no longer have the desire to continue eating lunch.

She found the gray-brown cloak in the basement of the abandoned church, which could completely cover the obvious changes in Liang Yue's left hand.

"Let's go."

"Go see a doctor first."

Looking at the handsome but slightly thin boy, Hestia clapped her hands in satisfaction and walked in front to lead the way.

Noticing that Liang Yue remained silent, he didn't turn his head, but his tone was full of kindness.

"Also, I have never felt that Liang Yuejun is a burden to the clan. You are more like a family member to me."

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Following Hestia's footsteps, Liang Yue gradually became clear about the main purpose of this trip, which was to head to the prosperous area in the northern part of Orario.

A large pharmaceutical business faction.

The leader of the Deankate clan, Amid Teyasanare, is a legendary figure in Orario, single-handedly supporting the prosperity of the clan.

Possess high-level healing magic.

Magic can not only heal wounds, but also restore physical strength, expel toxins, eliminate curses, and perform group healing, among other effects.

You can even use the three effects of recovery, detoxification, and curse removal separately, making it a universal magic in various senses.

She was once known as the Saint of the Battlefield, and her team could end the battle with zero casualties, even when facing enhanced species.

Or the owners of large floors are no exception.

Even though he is only a LV2 adventurer, he is a person that all dungeon exploration teams in Orario desire.

As Liang Yue's therapist this time.

Various titles are given.

The consultation fee must be high, but he felt it was a bit of a waste. The ghost hand had mutated after being infected with Kazan syndrome.

Liang Yue knew that there was no possibility of cure, but if she wanted to successfully embark on the dungeon adventure, seeing a doctor was an indispensable step.

The magnificent building standing before us is made entirely of pure white stone, symbolizing the light ball and herb emblem of the Dean Kate clan.

It was almost noon and there were not many patients seeking treatment here.

Hestia brought Liang Yue to the reception hall. She did not forget to comfort him: "Amid-kun is the strongest medical doctor in Orario."

"It will definitely solve your problem."

"Hopefully."

Liang Yue nodded in response and remembered the location of the Dean Kate clan clearly. It was inevitable to get injured when embarking on an adventure in the dungeon.

There will certainly be occasions when treatment is needed.

It didn't take long before a figure walked into the reception hall. It was a girl with a face like a delicate doll.

The costume is a family uniform with white as the base color and pink front as embellishment, which can easily make people vaguely associate it with the identity of a therapist.

Her long, soft silver hair fell as she bowed, and her light purple eyelashes slightly raised, sweeping towards Hestia.

I still remember this god who had a stall selling fried potato nuggets on North Street.

What really concerned Armid was the young man sitting next to Hestia, with a distinctive Far Eastern face.

But those pupils were unusually scarlet.

She came to the sofa opposite Liang Yuezhen, lifted her skirt and sat down elegantly, her cold eyes were exceptionally calm: "Lady Hestia."

"How can I help you?" "It's Liang Yuejun."

"My left hand is infected with some kind of plague virus, and I'm determined to venture into the dungeon, so I'd like to ask Amid-kun to see if I can cure it."

At Hestia's signal, Liang Yue took off his gray-brown cloak, revealing his white ghost hand with the corrector.

The patient's mood would affect the doctor's judgment to some extent. He raised his head and said with a relaxed smile: "It's the problem with this arm."

Even if I was mentally prepared, I still felt uncomfortable when I saw the arm that was unusually white.

Ahmed couldn't help but frowning, and the ghost hand spread to the corrector near the shoulder, without any sign of spreading further.

This strange symptom is also the first case in her career.

Since it was caused by the plague virus, Liang Yue should be asked about the details of her illness: "When did you get infected with the plague?"

"Just half a month ago."

"Did you have any symptoms before you were infected with the plague? How is your arm now?" He even took out the notebook he carried with him.

Amid asked about every detail.

Knowing that Kazan Syndrome cannot be cured and respecting the other doctor's professional ethics, Liang Yue answered the questions truthfully.

"There are no symptoms. The mutation happened suddenly."

"There are no other adverse reactions to the arms, except for occasional headaches. I can confirm that this condition is not contagious."

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"strangeness."

The second half of Liang Yue’s sentence can be basically confirmed. If it was contagious, it would have completely broken out in the past half month.

Instead of being discovered by myself only now.

Ahmed couldn't help but murmur. The black shackles at the end of his arms should be a disease-limiting measure. "Can I see it up close?"

"no problem."

If they could complete the inspection process earlier, they would have enough time to explore the dungeon. Liang Yue did not refuse Amid's request.

Raise your ghostly left hand.

Adhering to the professionalism of a doctor, Amid observed carefully and found the particularly hideous blood vessels beneath the pale skin.

There is no necrosis in the arm, but it is stronger than a normal person's?
This has touched upon her blind spot in knowledge.

"Could it be... some kind of curse?" The cost of treatment was not really important. She knew very well how poor Hestia was.

Ahmed’s professional ethics as a doctor prevented him from sitting idly by. He couldn’t just say he had no money and refuse to treat Liang Yue?

What really made her angry was not the lack of money to pay the compensation.

Instead, it was half a month after Liang Yue was infected with the special disease that she came to the Dean Kate clan’s residence to seek help.

Allow the condition to worsen!

"Drops of healing, tears of light, eternal sanctuary, call for medicine to be played here. The healing calendar will save all things and destroy evil. In the name of God - let me heal!"

Amid chanted the higher-level magic "Dia Fratel" in an attempt to remove the suspected curse from Liang Yue's body.

Soft light continues to emerge.

But when it fell on the weird white ghost hand, it dissipated immediately. Even the magic that he was most proud of did not change at all.

"This"

Her furrowed brows never relaxed, and when facing Hestia's expectant gaze, Amid's tone suddenly became silent.

"I'm sorry, but I can't cure this...disease."

"There is also a more extreme method, which is to amputate the diseased area of the arm and then wear a custom-made prosthesis."

“Whether it will spread to the right hand, I’m not sure.”

"It won't affect my normal life, so conservative treatment is recommended. Losing an arm will have some impact on my life."

"Really, there is really no way?" The one who asked the question was not Liang Yue, but Hestia who had already made plans to borrow money.

If even the "Saint of the Battlefield" cannot be solved, then what can we do in the labyrinth city of Orario?
There is absolutely no other treatment!

Ahmid didn't say anything, but his silence said it all. He felt helpless in the field he was good at.

She was in a bad mood too.

Instead, Liang Yue's cheerful tone broke the silence: "This arm has no effect on me. In fact, I want to trouble Dr. Amid."

"Can you help me explain to Lord God that I am now in a normal state to go on a dungeon adventure?"

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This is a very irresponsible behavior, but seeing Liang Yue's sincere and pure eyes, I thought of the difficult situation of Hestia's family.

Maybe he wanted to lighten the burden on the gods?
After a moment of silence, Ahmed could not say no, "Liang Yue's left hand is not necrotic yet."

"It shouldn't be a big problem to carry out the adventure normally. This is a relatively objective analysis if you still insist on your idea."

"Please be prepared to bear the consequences!"

(End of this chapter)