Spending My Retirement In A Game

"Mhm! It had a ’Perfect’ quality! Perfect! Isn’t that so cool?!" Responding to Parc’s bright, proud smile with a grin of his own, Eisen placed his hands on the top of their heads. It seemed to have slightly startled the head-chef and apprentice, who were the only ones that didn’t seem to trust Eisen yet, but they couldn’t do anything about him simply patting the head of the next generation.

"Good job, you two. Does either of you want to help me out? Having more hands can never hurt." The old man in a demonic form asked both of them, who quickly looked at each other before looking back at the nun.

"Can we, Sister Noa?" Rouge asked her before she quickly nodded. "Of course you can, if everyone here is alright with it," Noa said, as she looked over at the Head-Chef, who crossed his arms in annoyance, leaning against the wall on the other side.

"Go ahead, do what ye want. That Demon completely took over this damn kitchen anyway." The Head-Chef said as he simply stepped out through the door, just leaving everyone there without waiting for an answer. And especially his apprentice was now freaking out.

"I-I’m sorry, I’ll bring him back here as soon as-" The apprentice tried to apologize and began moving toward the door, but was stopped by Eisen instead. "It’s fine, leave him alone for a while. I doubt anything you could say would help him anyway. He needs to think." He told him, before waving his hand over to the ingredients.

"But for now, how about we start with bringing these ingredients somewhere cool until the broth is finished. And if you like, I would find it great if you could help as well once everything is ready." Eisen told the apprentice, who slowly but nervously nodded. "Alright... Erm, my name is Koro, by the way. Sorry for not introducing myself yet." Koro, the young man, maybe 16 or 17, quietly said before Eisen nodded.

"Alright Koro, the bread seems to have just about risen a good bit again, so I’ll begin baking it properly now. That shouldn’t take too long, and after that, help me place everything on the other surface I made over there to let the buns cool down a bit." He explained before grabbing some of the ingredients that were just brought in and took them over to where it seemed like there was enough space to keep everything safe.

After that, in the rest of the time it would take the bread to bake, Eisen stepped over to Kiron to talk to him one on one. So, quietly, the old man began to whisper. "Just before, these kids said something like ’because we are kids’ in regards to their skill rank. What does that mean?"

"M’Lord, it is so that children of a race usually have a harder time gaining proficiency in their skills, up until the age of 15, your skills even have a rank limit of 1 or 2, with some personal differences for each person, but they can always only rank their skills up from that day on. And they can only learn a certain number of skills until then as well. But from the day they turn 15 onward, they will be able to raise their proficiency, and they gain the ability to earn an occupation for themselves as well." Kiron explained in detail, realizing that Eisen didn’t know about something so basic and standard from his perspective, adding something else as well. "But it is an undebatable fact that M’Lord and the other ’Originals,’ as well as the ’Omegas’ such as Komer, gain proficiency and experience at an incredible increased rate compared to other people. It would usually take far longer to have your skills reach Rank 3 than you all have done so far. I am not sure why that is, but I suspect it may be your souls trying to return to their former state as soon as possible, and that this quality was carried over when the ’Omegas’ and these ’Deltas’ M’Lord has mentioned were created."

While moving his fingers through his beard, Eisen slowly nodded in understanding of this. It did somehow feel weird to him how it was normal for people to have a level below 100 if even he managed to get his own to 99 within two months.

As he was thinking about this and that in regards to these topics, it seemed like the bread had finished baking.

Quickly, Eisen turned down the heat of the Magic Oven, drinking another one of the many mana potions he had been continuously drinking today, and began to take the bread out of the oven quite quickly with the help of Koro. There really ended up being a lot of buns, and Eisen couldn’t help but smile softly as the smell of freshly baked bread filled his nostrils.

And seemingly, he wasn’t the only one that enjoyed it, since not only Koro, Parc and Rouge were eyeing the baked goods, but even Kiron and Noa did! With a sigh, Eisen nodded and jerked his head toward the bread that was currently still cooling off.

"Go ahead, and each can take one. But only one, alright?" Eisen said with a sigh before everyone quickly nodded and practically stormed ahead, taking the buns into their hands and biting into them immediately.

"So, gooood!" Parc yelled out passionately before Rouge quickly nodded as he continued stuffing his mouth like the rest, and Kiron spoke up.

"Indeed, M’Lord. This bread is quite amazing, despite being simply bread." He exclaimed before Eisen chuckled and nodded. "Thank you. But all of you, make sure not to eat too fast, or else you will-"

Just as Eisen was about to warn everyone of what would happen if they ate the bread too quickly, a sudden sound came from the back of the group.

Noa had begun to hiccup. With a laugh, Eisen put his hand into his backpack and grabbed the self-filling water cup, quickly pouring some of his mana inside, before handing the cup to the young nun.

"Here, drink. And just when I was telling you not to overdo it." Eisen told her before Noa slowly nodded and drank the water.

"Now then, the broth should take another few hours until completed. So until then, I would like to see the patients in the hospital, if possible. And Rouge, Parc, you two just come back here in about four hours so that we can start with everything, alright?" Eisen suggested before they both nodded quickly, and the old man stepped over to the door leading outside to the area where Melissa and Caria currently were, looking over at Koro.

"Could I maybe leave these two with you here? They shouldn’t cause any trouble, although Caria, the bigger one of the two, can be a bit loud sometimes. I’m sure they’ll stay outside there anyway, so you just need to make sure that nobody bullies them or something." Eisen explained, before Koro swiftly nodded, saying that he would gladly make sure the two little girls had fun out there.

So then, Noa leads Kiron and Eisen to the library where they picked up Sky and then made their way to the Hospital. But rather than being a ’hospital’, it was just a rather large room filled with many beds divided by nothing but bedsheets hung from wooden poles.

"The conditions here isn’t the greatest, I know, but this is the only place they can stay..." Noa explained, as Eisen began walking through the room and looked at the patients, and it seemed like there was nobody here with any external physical injuries. That somehow did make sense, considering that most potions, as well as healing magic, should take care of that.

"Where are the most serious cases?" Eisen asked before Noa slowly nodded and walked to the other side of the hall to a door leading to another, smaller room. "Those with serious diseases are all in here. Please be careful when you enter, it is possible that you may catch them yourself..." The nun warned before Eisen shook his head and looked at Sky, handing him as many mana potions as possible.

"Take these whenever you need to and summon the Medicine God, please," Eisen told him before Sky nodded and grabbed a book that he took with him from the library, which seemed to be filled from cover to cover with the feats of the medicine god.

After laying his hand on the cover of the book, Sky let out a deep breath of air and slowly opened his mouth. "Medicine God, come out," Sky exclaimed before the book flipped open and page after page, the letters on each of them disappeared and began floating around until a tall, slim man with a robe completely pitch-black from toe to head stood in front of Sky.

"Alright, I’m going in there alone with the Medicine God, just in case. I don’t want any of you to get sick." Eisen told them, and Sky and Kiron reluctantly nodded as the old man stepped through the doorway, the flaming cracks in his skin illuminating the dark room. Quickly, Eisen looked over at the summoned man standing behind him and jerked his head toward the first bed.

"Take a look at them and treat them as much as you can. I have these potions with me, none other. Use them how you like." Eisen said, before the person that seemed to have a mock-personality nodded and stood in front of the first patient’s bed, while Eisen went around the room and searched for anyone that he could immediately treat.

And there were a few people, with merely different external conditions that seemed hard to treat without a lot of potions. Luckily, Eisen had more than enough of regular Health Potions, as well as Health Jelly.

So, Eisen began to treat them, taking a look at their status with his truth-seeing-eyes and identifying any significant issues that seemed to be magic-related with the patients.

A few people seemed to for some reason barely generate any mana, or its flow was cut off from certain parts of their bodies, and those were the moments that the Medicine God came in. Whenever Eisen found one of these people and told the Medicine God about it, he would come rushing in and grabbed some surgical tools out of nowhere, starting a ’surgery’ immediately and without hesitation. However, it wasn’t a real surgery, since the Medicine God’s tools apparently weren’t able to cut up the flesh of the patients, but only directly influenced the flow of mana instead.

Within seconds, the Medicine God was able to increase the mana flow or open up the unprovided areas in the patients’ bodies, which made them immediately feel better. Some of them felt quite nauseous afterward, but their conditions improved incredibly fast. And so, soon enough, a few people were able to be released, and it wasn’t long until they had run out of people that they could immediately provide care.

A few potions were used up by the medicine god as well, but for the most part, he relied on his skills, tools, and equipment he had on him, up until the very moment that Sky unsummoned him.

"Thanks, Sky. Good job." Eisen told the Fey-Kin and placed his hand on the top of his head, feeling glad that he could take part in helping people like this.