Chapter 68: Violation of the Agreement

“It’s appalling that the royal family would forcibly abduct a healing mage.” 

Said Ota, who harbored some resentment toward the royal family of Admos for exiling him and used this opportunity to criticize them.

However, a woman assisting at the clinic refuted his words.

“No, the royal palace offered a proper payment amount. The doctor went to the royal castle willingly. He wasn’t forcibly taken.”

The townsfolk gathered in the clinic, aware of the local healer’s greed, seemed convinced. After all, not all doctors could use healing magic. Many physicians relied solely on non-magic treatments, so the citizens weren’t overly disheartened. Ota, unaware of these circumstances, misinterpreted the assistant’s explanation and grew indignant on his own.

“What!? That’s outrageous! Fine, leave this to me! I’ll treat everyone here at a discount, replacing the doctor who abandoned this clinic!”

With that declaration, Ota marched into the clinic.

“Wait! Please, stop! This is a problem!” 

The assistant cried, trying to halt him.

Ignoring her, Ota entered a room that seemed to be the examination room and sat in the chair.

“Now then, bring in the first patient!” 

He announced.

“I told you, this isn’t acceptable…”

“Is it true that treatment is being offered at a discount?” 

An elderly woman asked as she entered, drawn by the promise of cheap healing.

“Of course! Frankly, I can’t believe anyone would use healing magic as a way to make money. Now, where are you feeling unwell?”

“Well, it’s…”

Thus, Ota began treating patients unilaterally, using the clinic as if it were his own.

The assistant initially tried to stop him, but the rumor of discounted treatment drew patients in droves, making it impossible to put an end to the situation.

Ota, utilizing the vast magic energy granted by his summoning, overwhelmed patients with healing spells that outperformed the regular physician’s treatments.

“Magic is all about visualization… I’ve read plenty of medical manga, so I should be able to handle this.”

In Ota’s understanding, magic was driven purely by imagination, based on stories from other worlds. However, the magic in this world was more akin to programming, requiring precise control of magic energy and a structured formula to achieve optimal results.

Despite lacking this knowledge, Ota’s immense magic reserves allowed him to perform better than most human mages.

While he wasn’t exceptional by higher standards, his spells were far more effective than what the townsfolk were accustomed to, and the affordable price made him a hero in their eyes.

Soon, the clinic was flooded daily with patients. Ota earned the nickname “Saint of the Downtown,” and the waiting room was constantly packed.

Watching this unfold, the assistant sighed deeply as she retreated to the backroom.

“What do I do? The doctor will be back soon…” 

She muttered, exasperated.

Contrary to what Ota believed, the doctor hadn’t abandoned the clinic but was temporarily away on an assignment at the royal castle. The assistant knew this, but Ota had taken her words out of context, seized the clinic, and refused to leave. Worse, the pricing scheme Ota had arbitrarily set barely turned a profit.

The assistant, equally driven by financial motives, grew increasingly frustrated. Just as she began to despair, potential salvation arrived in the form of a group of individuals.

“This is the clinic offering discounted healing magic treatment, correct?” 

Called a voice.

Entering the clinic was a group of doctors in white coats, practitioners from clinics that didn’t use healing magic. Their expressions were uniformly stern, and some waiting patients averted their gazes, seemingly recognizing the doctors.

The lead doctor approached the assistant, visibly holding back anger.

“I hear this clinic has violated the agreement by offering discounted healing magic treatments. Care to explain?”

Hearing this, the assistant burst into tears.

“W-What? Why are you crying!?” 

The doctor stammered, his anger giving way to panic. He hadn’t intended to upset her.

As the assistant explained the situation between sobs—the doctor’s temporary assignment, Ota’s intrusion, his unauthorized treatments, and the impossible position she was in—the doctors’ anger shifted to indignation toward Ota.

At that moment, Ota emerged from the examination room.

“Hey, hurry up and bring in the next patient!”

Unconcerned with the presence of the doctors, Ota’s nonchalance struck a nerve. One of the doctors approached him.

“Huh? Are you the next patient?” 

Ota asked, noticing the white coat.

“No, we’re physicians from the area. We’re here because this clinic has violated the agreement by undercutting prices with healing magic treatments.”

Hearing this, Ota frowned in exasperation.

“What nonsense. Healing magic shouldn’t be a profit-driven practice. People should be free to charge whatever they want for treatment.”

One of the doctors sighed deeply. 

“Haa… what kind of naive young master are you?”

“Huh? What the hell did you just say?”

“Listen, kid. In human kingdoms, there’s an agreement in place that clearly distinguishes the pricing of treatments with and without healing magic. It’s not up to you.”

“What? That’s absurd!”

Ota was confused at the sudden mention of an agreement he was unaware of, but the citizens currently in the waiting room were receiving cheap treatment using highly effective healing magic.

When I turned my gaze to the waiting room, trusting that they would look after me, the patients all looked away, and some even left the clinic.

“Eh? Wh-why?”

“It’s common sense. Do you not understand the consequences of providing powerful healing magic at low costs?”

“Of course! People would be thrilled!” 

Although Ota says this, in reality it is not such a noble idea.

Ota loved parallel world unrivaled stories, but since he had no one to teach him offensive magic he had been practicing on his own, and it couldn’t be said that his magic was particularly effective.

In fact, it would be more efficient to strengthen the body and slash with a sword rather than relying on Ota’s subtle magic.

For now, Ota had been unable to achieve the “overpowered otherworld hero” status he dreamed of, so he focused on the flaws in human healing magic.

Although his healing magic was still lacking, it was more effective than what the town doctor could manage.

In this environment, he thought he could finally shine as an overpowered hero in another world. And perhaps, he could even build a harem with the female assistant and the cute girls among the patients he cured of their illnesses. This selfish, ulterior motive fueled his actions.

In fact, the female assistant had become increasingly uncomfortable with how Ota ogled her, which was another reason she wanted him gone.

Ota’s reply, driven by these mixed intentions, drew chuckles from the doctors who had confronted him.

“What’s so funny?” 

He asked, irritated.

“Well, of course, people are happy about it. That’s why the waiting room is full, isn’t it? Hey, you there. How long have you been waiting?”

The doctor addressed a man in the waiting room, who flinched and hesitantly replied.

“About two hours, maybe?”

“Did you hear that? This man’s been waiting for two hours. If you could handle patients more quickly, it might be acceptable. But as it stands, with a two-hour wait, it’s only a matter of time before you can’t keep up.”

“That’s ridiculous! You can’t know until I try!”

“No, we do know. In the past, there were cases where healing magic practitioners couldn’t handle the patient load. That’s why a pact was made between doctors who use healing magic and those who don’t. Healing magic treatments would be expensive, while non-magic treatments would be affordable.”

Ota was stunned.

“W-What? That’s absurd…”

“You really didn’t know? Well, that’s how it is. So stop offering cheap healing magic treatments. And by the way, this clinic isn’t even yours, is it? This is trespassing.”

“Huh?”

Ota was dumbfounded as the doctor continued.

“So, get out of here.”

To Ota, this sounded like an unjust attempt to suppress him.

Expecting support from the patients, he looked to the waiting room, but the patients either averted their gazes or awkwardly laughed. Some even left the clinic.

“W-Why?”

“Why? Can’t you see? They know the truth—that breaking the pact benefits no one.”

“No way…”

Shocked at the unexpected turn of events, Ota turned to the assistant for help.

But she met his gaze with a look of utter disgust before retreating behind the other doctors.

“Disgusting…”

The assistant’s blatant disdain made Ota feel hopeless.

“D-Disgusting?”

Ota, who had thought he was doing something praiseworthy, was left speechless by the assistant’s harsh words.

“Now, as a courtesy, we’ll overlook the trespassing for now. Leave immediately!”

One of the male doctors spoke firmly, leaving Ota no room for argument. He was promptly escorted out of the clinic.

Throughout the ordeal, not a single person tried to stop him from being removed.

“…Seriously? No one stood up for me…”

Mumbling to himself, ota trudged away from the clinic, scratching his head in frustration.

“Damn it! I was so close to building my overpowered otherworldly harem!”

Contrary to appearing dejected, ota fumed over his thwarted plans.

Already experienced with women, his eyes gleamed with selfish desire.

“Damn… Maybe I should head to the demon kingdom to learn magic after all.”

Ota knew that Nara was undergoing grueling training at the royal castle in Admos.

He had avoided the demon kingdom, fearing similar Spartan training methods.

But now that his healing magic plans had failed due to the pact he knew nothing about, Ota felt he had no choice but to leave the human kingdom and set his sights on the demon kingdom.

“Ugh… Training’s gonna suck, but if it gets me to the ‘overpowered otherworld hero’ level, I’ll deal with it.”

With that, Ota began his journey toward the demon kingdom, completely unaware of its current hostility toward humans.

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