Skadi, returning to infinity

Something worth less than 10,000 willpower was indeed cheap in Skadi's eyes. She could easily obtain it by killing one or two agents.

Moreover, she still has "savings"—a pile of loot that she hasn't yet sold to [Gods' Game] to exchange for wish power and achievement points.

In her eyes, something worth 9000 points of willpower was indeed quite cheap.

Theresa was far more precious to her than anyone else; a hundred 9000 points of wish power couldn't compare to the person who could help her fulfill her dream.

She was telling the truth, but to Theresa, it sounded like sweet nothings.

Has anyone ever told you that you are good at talking?

Setting down the dress she was holding, Theresa walked onto the balcony, leaned against it, turned around, and looked at Skadi.

Skadi slowly walked up to her and gently stroked Theresa's cheek with her ungloved hand.

“But Your Highness, what I’m saying is true. Compared to you, these things are nothing precious.”

“You are infinitely more precious than these things, you don’t need to care about them.”

Hearing her say that, Theresa smiled even more happily and gently.

Is this person really not saying anything romantic?

This is exactly what Kal'tsit saw from her window.

Theresa was unaware of this; she hadn't even left Skadi's room.

After chatting with her for a while, I returned to my room and took my nightgown and the second [Guardian Set] that Skadi had prepared for me from the bed.

Skadi put on gloves and went to the door herself to open it.

At the doorway, Kal'tsit stood watching her and Theresa, who was carrying a pile of clothes, as she walked out.

Her eyes widened slightly, her gaze first drawn to the nightgown that Theresa had taken off, and then to the silver bracelet on her wrist.

Isn't that the same bracelet I found before, the one the professor left behind?

In that instant, countless thoughts raced through my mind.

She stood there without saying a word, Skadi was speechless, and Theresa opened her mouth slightly, unsure how to explain.

The atmosphere suddenly became subtle and awkward...

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Chapter 11: Truly Understanding Kal'tsit from Scratch

“You…” Kal’tsit clenched her fists, exuding a dangerous aura.

Just as M3 was about to emerge from her spine again, Theresa called out to her softly.

"Little Kal'tsit".

"..." This sentence made Kal'tsit lower her head.

After that, no one spoke for a long time.

This situation is delicate, and Skadi feels that continuing like this is not a good thing.

So she slightly turned aside to let Theresa leave, taking Kal'tsit with her.

"Little Kal'tsit, let's go have a chat."

Theresa gave Skadi a reassuring look and led Kal'tsit to her bedroom.

She knew Kal'tsit must have misunderstood something, even though she already knew something about the Doctor because of that surgery.

However, when it comes to herself, Kal'tsit's emotions can easily change.

The other party values ​​her too much; to Kal'tsit, the Doctor is now just a slightly more familiar outsider.

"It seems like I upset her."

"Let's think of a way to cheer her up."

Although Skadi harbors resentment towards some of Kal'tsit's words and actions, it doesn't mean she dislikes Kal'tsit.

Perhaps they didn't understand each other very well before, which is why this misunderstanding occurred.

Now that she's starting over, she can get to know Kal'tsit better.

The unknown is the beginning of misunderstandings, and to end such filth, we must let each other understand each other.

She had thought of a solution, but Kal'tsit was currently being comforted by Theresa, so she couldn't go over directly.

So she went to the place where the surgery was being performed, hoping there was anything she could do to help.

Since she redeemed the "Peerless Physician," she must be planning to start from this aspect and begin searching for a way to treat Oripathy.

Performing surgery on the injured, especially those suffering from Oripathy, is one of the best ways to find the pathology.

There are already enough patients here, so naturally she wants to see if there are any suitable ones.

However, after she arrived, the doctors all gathered around her, looking at her with great interest.

It's basically a mixture of worship and reverence, as if they worship her like some kind of "god".

"Doctor, have you rested well?"

He performed surgery for 75 consecutive hours, miraculously saving a person who had been given a death sentence by all the doctors.

How could such abilities not inspire admiration and respect from fellow doctors?

Who wouldn't want to have the same medical skills?

Furthermore, the courage, confidence, and perseverance required to perform such a surgery are truly exceptional.

Just think about it: those doctors who seem perfectly healthy most of the time can only stay in the operating room with a doctor for a maximum of twenty hours before they can't take it anymore.

Come out, just how amazing is this PhD?

Talented people, whether in terms of ability or other aspects, are more likely to earn the respect of others.

If Theresa is like this, and Kal'tsit is like this, then the Doctor will naturally be admired by them as well.

A newcomer to the Tower of Babel, trusted by Princess Theresa and viewed with suspicion by others, accomplished such a feat.

Instead of using words to dispel others' doubts, prove yourself through actions.

Such a doctor has become a new legend circulating about the Tower of Babel.

However, what they didn't know was that a new legend and media storm would soon engulf the doctor.

This time, it will involve their beloved Princess Theresa and the respected Dr. Kal'tsit. It's unknown how the Doctor will handle it afterward.

"I'm fine, don't worry. Although this is my first time doing this kind of surgery, I've done quite a few surgeries that last dozens of hours before."

"After a good night's rest, I felt refreshed."

"Let me see if there's anything I can help with."

Skadi didn't seem to feel anything being surrounded like this.

She was talking as she walked, her gaze occasionally drifting towards the wounded.

"There are no such injured persons yet, Doctor. Do you have time to teach everyone some medical skills?"

"Yes, yes, Doctor, you're amazing! If you could teach us, we could do so much more."

"Yes, all along, complicated surgeries have been left to Dr. Kal'tsit; we haven't been able to help her. It always feels like we're letting her handle it."

Dr. Ershi is too tired.

“Yes, we know Dr. Kal'tsit is very capable, but it’s too tiring to entrust all those complicated surgeries to her.”

Although they all revered themselves, it was clear that Kal'tsit held a very high position in their hearts.

They wanted to have themselves explain the procedures to improve their medical skills, partly because they wanted to help Dr. Kal'tsit with some of the surgeries.

This allowed Skadi to understand a different side of Kal'tsit beyond herself.

"Has Dr. Kal'tsit always insisted on performing these surgeries?"

Skadi asked a question, wanting to learn more about Kal'tsit through these people.

"Yes, Dr. Kal'tsit may sometimes say harsh things, but she is very serious about her work."

"And we all know that Dr. Kal'tsit has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

"She often knows how to care for people, but she's just too shy to say it out loud."

Is that so?

The more Skadi listened, the more vivid Kal'tsit's image became in her mind.

However, this also reveals just how much of a divide existed between my past self and the people of Rhodes Island.

This is something that could be known simply by looking into it more closely, yet it took so long to understand.

This made Skadi more vigilant, reminding her not to repeat the same mistake and to strive to become a better communicator.

"Is she alright?" As we walked to a sterile ward, Ansia, the Sarkaz woman, was sitting on the sofa in front of the ward reading a book.

She didn't seem particularly anxious, which suggests that the injured person named Shayana's condition has likely stabilized.

"Ah? Doctor, you've arrived?" Ancia stood up and bowed to the doctor, unsure of what to do with her hands, looking quite flustered.

"Don't be nervous, I'll go in and check on her."

Seeing her like this, Skadi said something to comfort her and then opened the door to the ward and went inside.

"Hmm? Looks alright."

Upon entering the ward, a transparent glass panel completely separates the other side.

Skadi could only stand in front of the glass and look at Shayana lying on the hospital bed.

Information from various devices and instruments indicates that the other person's vital signs are gradually recovering.

It will take at least three months to return to normal.