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Come in, get comfortable, and let’s see what kind of trouble waits this time ❤️ ✦ “Hah.” Nolan heard the voices saying it had succeeded, but he did not pay much attention to them.
His focus was on his own hand as he withdrew his magic power.
The feeling was strangely unreal.
“So this is what using magic feels like?” Nolan clenched his fist, his expression somewhat distant.
“It feels strange the first time.” Hestia noticed his expression and was the first to come close.
She hugged Nolan, passing a warm emotion to him through her presence.
That gentle concern, almost like a mother’s, made Nolan’s heart sink into calm.
“Using magic for the first time feels unreal.” It felt as if someone other than himself had done it.
But Hestia did not scold him.
Instead, pride filled her face.
“As expected of my Familia.” “You used magic for the first time and still performed this well.” Apart from praise, Hestia’s face was full of pride.
She did not let Nolan’s uncertainty drag her mood down.
If anything, she looked prouder than before.
“Nolan, this is your first time as an adventurer and your first time using magic.” “With an ability this difficult, reaching this level on your first try is more than excellent.
Without exaggeration, you are a miracle.” That was Hestia’s evaluation of his performance.
Hale, the doctors, and the others who had been excited nearby heard Hestia say that this was Nolan’s first time using magic to heal someone.
The fact that he had been willing to expend himself like this moved them even more.
“Nolan, an ability like yours is already beyond imagination.” “And you are willing to use it to help these soldiers recover.
In another age, your name would have been recorded for posterity.” The general sighed with feeling.
There was no doubt in his mind.
This young man was a genuinely good person.
“That is right.
This ability is already extraordinary.
Doctors like us have never seen anything like it.” Several white-haired doctors praised him as well.
At Nolan’s age, being willing to heal the wounded and offer such goodwill showed tremendous character.
More importantly, he had given them access to an entirely new field of research.
Magic.
They had never seen magic in their lives.
Let alone magic used as medical energy.
This had opened their eyes.
“Thank you.” Nolan felt much better.
He gathered himself again.
For the first time, he understood why some people online formed rescue teams at their own expense and even brought their own equipment.
Praise like this was dangerously addictive.
Nolan took a heavy breath and reset his mindset.
Hestia saw that his emotions had recovered.
She also sensed the slight, floating motivation that came from being praised, so she let him go.
What the gods loved most was watching their children display excellence.
After breathing steadily, Nolan looked at the soldier.
One of the man’s arms had already been restored.
His body had stabilized again, though he was still in too much pain to speak.
“Do we continue?” The disabled veteran had lost both arms.
One had recovered, and some sensation had returned.
An old doctor nearby noticed that the patient was drenched in sweat.
“Give him water first.
He has lost a lot of fluid through sweating.
Stabilize that before continuing, or he may not even be able to speak from dehydration.” He gave his professional suggestion.
Nolan heard the advice and paid attention to the patient’s condition.
“As expected of a professional doctor.” Age and experience mattered.
Hale signaled to the soldiers on guard.
They immediately understood and went to prepare an oral rehydration solution.
While they waited, Nolan pointed to the mark around the restored arm.
“Strange.
Why is there still a scar?” Nolan noticed that first.
A scar remained.
By logic, if the wound was being restored to a new state, should it not be completely fresh?
Several old doctors and middle-aged doctors leaned in to look.
One even touched it carefully.
The skin of the new arm was fresh and smooth like that of an infant.
“There is an obvious difference in skin texture.
This hand is smooth like a baby’s.
What is your opinion?” “From my understanding, the incision and closure from the amputation left marks there.
The cut and suturing traces may have been preserved.” “I agree with Dr.
Brooks.
Most likely, the magic judged that skin as belonging to the patient already.
Or perhaps, because so much time had passed, it counted the healed stump as part of his body.” The doctors discussed it.
Their final conclusion was that Nolan’s Healing Flame seemed to treat old sealed wound tissue as part of the original host.
The wound had become part of the person.
“So magic is not completely perfect.” Hearing that, Nolan understood that old scars might already be judged as belonging to the body.
That meant Healing Flame was not an absolute solution to long-set scars.
“Hey, having this much is already more than enough.
Why worry about that?” Hale did not think about it that way.
“Perfectionism can be dangerous, Nolan.” “For these wounded men, being able to return to a normal life is already the greatest luck.” This was more than enough.
Besides, those were scars from the past.
They were medals in their own right.
What soldier did not carry a few scars?
After drinking the solution and recovering a little, the disabled veteran finally spoke.
He used all the strength he had.
“Sir, please continue the treatment at full strength.
I can endure it.” His lips were still pale, but his words were solemn.
“Thank you.” He was truly grateful to Nolan.
Deeply grateful.
“Good.” The general looked at his former soldier and clasped his hands in encouragement.
A good soldier.
“Then we begin.” Since the man wanted to continue, Nolan naturally would not stop.
If they were going to heal him, they should complete the treatment.
There was no reason to drag it out.
When Healing Flame activated again, Nolan had already gained experience and began moving through the process more methodically.
The doctors did the same.
The first time, they had been a little flustered even while helping, unsure where to begin despite their strong professional knowledge.
This time, they focused more on observation.
They watched every detail, every tiny change, with intense concentration.
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