The supervisor let go of his consciousness as the shock pierced through his entire body. The last thing he sees is a brown golem that helps the fallen < up.
* * * * * *
Okay, that's good.
"Eleven in all."
Deus ex machina and Jin muttered to themselves as they looked below.
"There was one golem."
But Rey silenced them.
"Oh, they've brought back all the villagers. Hope, lower the lifting winch.
"Yes, sir."
Not knowing who was watching, Jin decided to use the lifting and lowering winch that he had prepared for such an occasion from the .
, carrying an unconscious villager, rides up to on a winch.
A simple triage, or prioritization, is performed, and the most dangerous are taken into custody first.
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"......<>"
Elsa first casts a healing spell for both medical and surgical use, and then checks on them.
Reiko assists her, and the patient (a villager) is placed on a reclining seat.
Patients are brought in at a rate of about one every 30 seconds, and after 5 minutes and 30 seconds, one patient is brought in every . One patient was admitted to the .
"All with mild heat stroke, malnutrition, extreme fatigue, lack of sleep, lack of fluids. 1 with fatigue fracture of the right clavicle".
Elsa makes a diagnosis.
"Persica juice, administered. Then forced 10 hours of sleep. Patients with fractures are treated with healing magic."
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Healing magic is applied to heal the fracture, and Elsa and Reiko supply the patient with percha juice from a sucking cup.
And then...
"<>"
The patient was enchanted to sleep soundly.
* * * * * *
While Erza is treating the patient, Jin and Makina are dealing with the .
First, they send the 20 who are available to them back to their hideout.
* * * * * * * * * * * * *
Three minutes earlier, the Pandor Continental Division of the World Guard had entered the hideout.
"Let's go!"
Inside the hideout, about one-third of the population has been de-brainwashed by the powerful effects of the <>, and about one-third of the population is bewildered by the situation.
"What in the world am I ...... doing?"
"Don't tell me you've been cooperating with these crazy people?"
"Uh-oh! Oh, my God, what have I done!
Forty-five former zealots were amused by their confused former colleagues.
For a minute or so they were confused, unable to understand what had happened, but then they realized the truth.
"...... seems to have broken the brainwashing. Take care of the ranting and raving."
Are you sure?
May I? - Sure, I don't mind. They're all low-level people. We can replace them as many times as we want.
I understand.
To faithfully carry out their superiors' instructions, the men of the Revolutionary Party draw their daggers and aim for the hearts of those who continue to be in turmoil.