The Kingdom of Hades, also known as the Kingdom of the Sun because of the famous words of the founder of the Kingdom, "We are the light that shines all over the continent."

Surrounding the palace in the center of the capital is a special district where nobles who have the blood of those who contributed to the founding of the nation reside.

In one part of the district, called the administrative district, where the central institutions of the nation gather, there was a vast building with pure white exterior walls. High above the main gate was a coat of arms with a design of two hands wrapped around the sun as if to heal it.

Royal Healing Center.

It is the headquarters of the healers in the Kingdom of Hades.

"Dr. Becker, may I ask you something?"

In a room of the building, a blue-haired girl with glasses said.

"What is it?"

In front of her sat a kind-looking man with brown hair.

He didn't seem to care much about his appearance and had a sleeping habit on the back of his head.

The girl, who was called Ursula, uttered a question fearfully.

"Um, is there anyone who can use special class healing magic without a... healer's license?"

"...?"

The man gave a small twist of his head.

"I don't know... If you don't have a license, then you either haven't received any formal education or you failed the exam, right?"

"Well, I suppose you could say that."

"That's why it's hard to imagine a special grade level."

"Right...?"

"But if there is such a person..."

The depths of his slightly droopy eyes glowed.

Ursula winced and cleared her throat.

"'If there was...?"

"'That would be so cool!"

My knees gave out.

"Is it cool though...?"

"It's cool. I mean, it's amazing. To be a self-taught special class healer."

The man's eyes shine brightly.

This doctor is a bit of a loose cannon sometimes.

Well, that's what I like about him.

After a while, the man straightened up and smiled calmly.

"I would love to meet such a person, but it would be very difficult. If he were operating without a license, I'd have to crack down on him from my position."

Treatment.

Education.

Research.

Support for adventurers.

And the supervision and management of clinics is the main task of the Royal Healing Center.

"So, what does it matter?"

"No, I was just asking."

Ursula waved her hand.

I was strangely curious about the fact that there was not a single injured person in need of treatment in the monster attack in the slums.

I wondered if there was actually a genius healer hiding in the darkness somewhere in this country, but I felt it was too ridiculous to say anything about it.

In the end, there was no official statement about the incident.

It may be that the KingsGuard is controlling the information, but in the first place, the central government is basically not interested in what happens in the slums.

The man then suddenly remembered to take an envelope out of the drawer.

"Yes. I've been assigned to make house calls in the countryside, can you go, Ursula?"

"Again? Can't you go?"

"That's true. But making house calls in underdeveloped areas is also the noble duty of the Royal Healing Center."

"Yes, but ......"

I don't mind making house calls.

However, I had a lot on my mind right now, and I wasn't really feeling up to it.

The man gently called out to Ursula as if he was concerned about her.

"You're worried about that thing, aren't you?"

"Yeah, well..."

"I understand how you feel, because I do too, but you can't let yourself get sick from overthinking things."

"You're right, Thanks."

"Actually, that's part of the reason I got this house call job."

"......?"

When Umin tilted her head, the man took a piece of paper from an envelope and handed it to her meaningfully.

"I recommend it to people who are feeling tired, after all, this visit is to a place where people come to seek healing."

"A place where people come together..."

If that was the case, would it be possible for me to bump into the person I was looking for?

As Ursula looked at the paper she had received, she wondered absentmindedly.