I already find it hard to stand and walk these days.
My stomach and chest are full of pain.
I became an old man.
My wife and I look like a pair of father and daughter.
I once asked her to divorce me but she shook her head with a gentle expression.
She said, “You’ve done so much for the country that you lost your magic organ. I’m not going to leave you alone.”. The last time I cried so hard like this was when I was discharged.
In the midst of these days of waiting for death, I received a letter.
It was from my former superior in the army.
He had already retired from the army but he said he would come to see me.
I refused, not wanting to see the present me.
However, he insisted on meeting me.
After many back and forth letters, I finally agreed.
By that time, I couldn’t even stand up.
「Your magic organ can be regenerated.」
「Wha」
I was stupefied.
I had already lost all my teeth and was now an old man.
My former boss looked young.
However, can a magic organ be regenerated?
I’ve never heard of it.
「The healing mage is a commoner and the army has decided not to disclose that fact. However, we want to reward you for your dedication. Therefore, we will send you there in secret to be healed.」
「Fuwaaa」
「Rest assured. He’s a skilled professional who has already treated many people with the same condition as you. I’ve already told your wife what to do. I’ll see you in the salon next time.」
With those words, my former boss made a sound with his saber and left.
As usual, he’s a person without emotion.
However, I’m glad to see that old man’s face again before I die.
I dozed off and before I knew it, I was forced to change my clothes and ride the train.
My consciousness is already vague.
This is not a passenger car. It’s probably a freight car.
The train was surrounded by a black curtain and only the sound of the tracks could be heard.
「Wer」
My wife’s voice was inaudible but she replied “To Torquiva”.
Torquiva is a prosperous agricultural region.
There was nothing special about that place…..
As I was thinking about it, my consciousness slowly faded away.
The healing mage, Sawadi Schenker, looked only slightly older than my son.
His fiancée, a former army major, is standing next to him. She’s probably at least 10 years older than him.
An older wife that’s an ex-military officer, sounds like a lot of work.
「Gosushin-san, your body is in a pretty bad shape so let’s heal it first, shall we?」
He said so casually. He’s writing something and he looks so young.
I heard that he has already healed a lot of people like me so far but…..
Can this boy really regenerate my magic organ?
My wife, who’s standing beside me, also looked worried.