Never Mind the Heir, I’ll Focus on Healing - Chapter 182

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The Successor, I Know Not—But Healing Calls 182

‘First, let me check the Sealing Shop.’

He searched the Sealing Shop for items containing the keyword “Yellow Springs.”

“Let’s see… hmm.”

Contrary to expectations, the number of items tagged with “Yellow Springs” didn’t even fill a single page.
After filtering out those that were truly useless or had terrible value-for-cost, only a handful of items remained worthy of consideration.
The topmost item, as expected, was the Kit of the Yellow Springs Repair.

[Kit of the Yellow Springs Repair]
-90,000 Sealing → 45,000 Sealing! (Special discount for this customer: 50% permanent discount!)
-Repairs anything in the Sealing Shop with a snap.
-Do not open your eyes under any circumstances during repair.

“Oh.”

He’d wondered how steep the discount might be, but they’d been generous indeed.
Of course, he’d seen 99% discounts in the Sealing Shop before, but this was… a permanent discount!
In other words, no matter how many items he purchased, the discount would apply indefinitely.

‘Just this repair kit alone is already…’

The profit potential was staggering.
That pair of sharp Scissors Lion was using would look brand new again with just a small amount of Sealing spent.

“Let me look at the others too.”

Lion scrolled leisurely through the Sealing Shop catalog with his finger, reviewing the items.

The Powder of the Yellow Springs Hell—which guaranteed safety if merely dusted upon oneself even in hellfire—came into view, as did the Orb of the Yellow Springs, once popular as a self-defense throwing weapon.

But the item that caught his eye most of all was…

[Source of the Yellow Springs]
-500,000 Sealing → 250,000 Sealing! (Special discount for this customer: 50% permanent discount!)
-The lifeforce that gathers at the point where the Yellow Springs ends is collected layer by layer and sealed within a glass orb.
-When used on the deceased, it allows you to glimpse their memories once only.
-However, while viewing the memory, you remain completely defenseless.

It was this Source of the Yellow Springs that truly captured his attention.
Even at the discounted price of 250,000 Sealing, the cost was steep, and the usage conditions were complex—yet the performance itself was undeniably attractive.

‘If I ever find the corpse of my main character or an alternate account…’

I might be able to extract crucial information without even acquiring the item itself.

“I won’t need it right now, but it’s better to have it available than to be unable to use it when the time comes.”

If the moment arose when he truly needed it and his available funds were sufficient, purchasing it would be worthwhile.
Lion checked his total holdings.

[Your current balance is 344,400 Sealing.]

Though he’d accumulated a considerable sum, spending 250,000 Sealing on something he had no immediate use for felt premature.
If he spent recklessly now, he might find himself unable to rely on the Sealing Shop’s assistance when he truly needed it later.

‘Right. Since I’m stuck with a ban on going out, I might as well organize my inventory.’

I’d been hoarding sellable items like acorns, thinking I might need them later.
If I didn’t actually need the quantity, selling them off at the Sealing Shop didn’t seem like a bad idea.
Doing a rough mental calculation……

‘I’d easily clear 350,000 Sealing, I’d wager.’

Lion bookmarked the Kit of the Yellow Springs Repair and the Source of the Yellow Springs, then closed out of the Sealing Shop.
Then……

“Hmm.”

He gazed at the Fragment of the Shadowsword resting in one corner of his inventory.
At the time, he’d been too caught up in the Story Mode and unexpected injuries to examine it properly, but there was something slightly unusual about it.

“Why does this one have Permanent Binding?”

When he recovered items that belonged to his main character, they came back with Re-binding.
But this one had a description reading “Permanent Binding”—as if he’d purchased it from the Sealing Shop.
He’d double-checked the Sealing Shop before closing it just in case, and nothing related to the Fragment of the Shadowsword had appeared anywhere.
Moreover, no option to sell it to the shop had shown up either.
Perhaps if he strengthened his Expert’s Eye, something might reveal itself.

‘Not something to attempt now, though……’

His body simply wasn’t in good condition.
He’d already been dealt the staggering punishment of a week-long ban on going out.
On top of that, he wasn’t even permitted to use the facilities within the house.
It was absolute bed rest, whether he liked it or not.

“Cheep cheep!”

Nature had apparently sensed that Lion was contemplating something and came zooming at him like a bullet, launching into a stream of scolding.
With such fierce determination to drill holes through his earlobes if he stepped out of line, Lion had no choice but to close his inventory.
Right, well. Whether it’s Re-binding or Permanent Binding, I’m going to use it anyway, so what’s the real difference?
Of course, it’s best if no dangerous situation comes up in the first place.

“All right. Let’s just call it a day here and rest.”

Lion flopped down on his bed and stared up at the ceiling.
Gazing at the ceiling—finished in the refined style distinctive to House Asteri—he felt his tension ease away.
No matter how excellent the facilities at Ester might be, nothing quite compared to home.
The perfect temperature, his favorite pillow and blanket, and that familiar scent of home.

“Home really is the best.”

Truth be told, a week spent doing nothing but lounging in bed wouldn’t be unwelcome.

‘There’s time before Hoffman arrives, so……’

Lion let his eyes slowly drift shut.
This drowsiness wasn’t so bad at all.
In that moment, drifting between half-sleep and full sleep, he was lost in a languid haze.

* * *

“The Young Master has actually been placed under a ban on going out?”
“Not just that—he’s forbidden from the kitchen, the Knight Order, everything!”
“No, wait—why all of a sudden? I thought you were in Ester on family business?”

The servants of the estate had gathered in murmuring clusters, all stirred by Lion’s ban on going out.
What on earth could the Young Master have done to warrant such a severe punishment from the head of the house?
In the old days, they would have assumed the eccentric Young Master had caused some kind of trouble, but……

“……No, that can’t be it. The Young Master isn’t like he used to be, so there must be something more to this.”
“Something more?”
“Well, that is to say…… Ah! What if the Young Master’s looks are so striking that all the noble ladies who went to Ester fell head over heels at first sight?”
“My goodness!”

One of the servants who delighted in gossip of this sort clutched her mop tightly and began to bounce on her toes.

“But the Young Master has no interest in romance, does he?”
“That’s exactly why the head of the house issued the ban!”
“Ah~!”

All the servants nodded in agreement.
The Young Master Lion has only now risen from his sickbed to enjoy everything the world has to offer.
Of course romance would be the last thing on his mind!
If anything, he would find it rather burdensome!

“Noble ladies might have started coming to the estate just to see the Young Master!”

So perhaps the head of the house chose this particular method?

“That’s right. That must be it.”
“Then we should all work hard to protect the Young Master’s reputation!”
“Exactly. We can’t let any strange rumors spread. It might even be better to say he’s truly ill!”
“Yes!”

The servants returned to their posts with solemn determination.
They had stitched together this narrative themselves, more or less, but there’s nothing quite as entertaining as speculating about another person’s love life.
The servants went back to work with satisfied smirks, working diligently as always.
None of them knew that, stumbling backward, they had actually gotten quite a few facts right.

“…….”

And only Ricshel, who had overheard this charming commotion by chance as he passed, had to exercise the utmost control over his expression.

* * *

While this adorable disturbance unfolded outside,

“Young Master. I apologize for disturbing your rest, but Hoffman has arrived.”

Elvia roused Lion with quite a gentle touch.

“……Has it been that long already?”
“Yes. You seem to have been quite exhausted.”
“Well, I was a bit tired…….”

Oops.
Lion, who had been murmuring drowsily, closed his mouth and opened his heavy eyes.

“……But it’s fine. Home is always more comfortable than a hotel, after all.”

He rose smoothly, and Elvia smiled silently in response.
Quite coolly, in fact.

‘Though come to think of it…….’

Elvia, too, would hide her displeasure if I were injured—but she wouldn’t be pleased about it at all.
If it were simple worry, she might indulge in some pouting, but this…….

“How fortunate. Had it been any worse…… Hmm. No, I’ll bring Hoffman here at once.”
“Right, I’m counting on you.”

Given Elvia’s nature, I suspect she’d seize upon some contractual excuse and relentlessly savage anyone who had damaged their own body.
Even if that someone were the Second Imperial Prince.
To a witch, all humans were the same in the end.

‘Phew. I nearly caused real trouble in my sleep.’

Lion exhaled a sigh of relief.
Whether the Second Imperial Prince had caught on to any of it or not, there was no need to use that as a pretext to send Elvia away.
And…….

‘Fortunately, the letter contained nothing of substance.’

Nothing about Curses or disguises.

“I should get an examination first.”

Lion rose from his chair and made for the guest room where Hoffman would be waiting.
A scheduled checkup awaited him.
Someone had somehow brought all those magical therapeutic instruments from the Magic Tower, and the entire guest room had been transformed into a miniature version of it.

“It’s been a long time.”
“By that logic, it would have been better not to meet at all.”
“Hahaha…….”

Though it sounded like a sharp remark, Lion understood Hoffman’s feelings well.
From Hoffman’s perspective, Lion was a patient he’d cared for since childhood—almost like a nephew.
Then, one day, by what seemed a miracle, the boy’s body had become perfectly sound, with no need for further examinations.
And now, he’d heard that the boy was sick again!

“……Ahem. I’m sorry. I’m just in poor spirits.”
“It’s quite all right. And besides, your body is far healthier than it was before.”
“That’s something I’ll need to verify.”

Hoffman examined Lion’s body with various magical instruments.
Finally, using Mana directly, he confirmed that the Mana Circuits remained intact, and then…….

“……Did you use Magic? It’s not internal damage, but your Mana Circuits have sustained slight harm.”

Hoffman explained that such injuries were often seen among novice mages and weren’t cause for great concern.

“That is…….”
“Ah, the Family Head already told me the general circumstances, so you needn’t hold back. I’m your attending physician.”

Hoffman had apparently concluded that Lion wished to hide the fact that he could use Magic.
His firm gaze fixed on Lion conveyed that he would say nothing to anyone else.
And in that gaze lay…….

‘What—what is this?’

An boundless faith and trust without clear reason!
This felt quite different from when they’d last met.
Then, his eyes had held the regard of viewing Lion as merely a talent of the Magic Tower, but now it was something…….

‘No. I should let this go.’

Lion deliberately turned away from that gaze and answered evasively.

“Yes. I used it because I wanted to practice Magic a bit more, but I still can’t control it very well.”
“I see. It’s nothing serious, but as the Head of House said from the start, it would be best to rest for about a week.”

Unfortunately, the week-long Ban on Going Out remained unchanged.
Still, it was fortunate that his internal injuries had nearly healed.
The potions must have been used in exactly the right places.
Or perhaps it was thanks to Nature.

“And… ahem.”

Hoffman looked at Lion and fished something out of his pocket.
It was, in fact—

“The potion I was researching before has finally been completed.”

A replica of the Hero’s Potion.

“I intend to put your name on the patent certificate for this potion.”

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