The Return of the Genius Ranker’s Myth Warehouse - Chapter 184

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Chapter 184
Chapter 184
A roar erupted from the crowd.
Though bewildered, this was hardly the moment to stand listening to cheers.
“Are there any injured?”
“The monsters grew so formidable that those unfamiliar with combat suffered grievous wounds. Now that the monsters have retreated, we’re urgently gathering the injured, but…”
“What is the problem?”
“We lack medicinal herbs. Our village once possessed a diverse array of remedies, but since the Imperial Army arrived, we’ve relied on potions imported by the Empire…”
I had driven the monsters back.
Yet when I arrived, the creatures had already breached Kalbera Territory.
Without proper guards stationed here, casualties were inevitable.
Worse still, the injured hadn’t even been sorted—we couldn’t yet determine how many were hurt or how severe their wounds were.
“We’ll assist with sorting the injured immediately.”
“Okay!”
“Yes, Guild Master!”
“Our merchants will help as well. The Caravan Master instructed us to render whatever aid we could to the Territory.”
“Thank you.”
I began sorting the injured at once.
My guild members and the merchants from the Simons Trading Company who had accompanied us.
Together, we located all the injured in Kalbera Territory and transported them to the Temporary Medical Center.
Yet the injured weren’t simply lying in the streets.
“Help! Please help us! My husband—he’s trapped inside a building! Someone, please!”
In the wake of the colossal monsters’ rampage, not only people but entire structures lay in ruins.
And within those collapsed buildings were people crushed or trapped beneath the debris.
Whenever I spotted such situations, I rushed forward and cast magic.
– Activating Third-Circle spatial magic: Reverse Lift.
Reverse Lift.
A spell that didn’t exist in First, developed by the Sage’s mages in Second—a downgraded version of the Sixth-Circle gravity magic Reverse Gravity, reduced to Third-Circle potency.
Though the spell’s power diminished tremendously in being reduced from Sixth to Third Circle.
Whoooosh!
“Look, the debris is rising!”
“Ugh…!”
“Honey!”
It was more than sufficient to lift debris from a specific location.
The spell was originally designed for combat—to lift an opponent’s legs and flip them over.
But magic, ultimately, is what you make of it.
In any case, I used Reverse Lift to extract everyone trapped beneath building rubble and monster corpses.
Then.
“Cough!”
“P-please, save me! I beg you. My son protected me and he…”
I discovered several critically wounded individuals as well.
One had their entire side pierced through by a monster’s attack—they were on death’s doorstep.
Given how miraculous it was that they’d survived this long, I doubted they’d even make it to the Temporary Medical Center.
[ Supreme Vitality Potion ]
Splash!
For such cases, I administered emergency treatment by pouring potions directly onto their wounds.
While Supreme Vitality Potions were considered rare in Second, back when I was level 10,000 in First, I drank them like water—so I had more than enough supply.
I wasn’t using them on every patient, just one per critically wounded person, which was well within my means.
As I moved about frantically like this.
“Guild Master! We’ve finished categorizing the patients!”
“We’ve found most of the wounded, and we’ll continue searching the areas we haven’t covered yet.”
I managed to transport most of the injured to the Temporary Medical Center.
When I stopped searching and went to check on the Temporary Medical Center myself.
‘There are so many.’
The number of wounded was far greater than I’d anticipated.
Well, they’d faced monsters strengthened by the white water deity’s power without proper equipment or skills.
The fact that there were no fatalities felt almost miraculous.
“We need more potions over here!”
“Please, look at this patient first!”
“My daughter. My daughter!”
With so many patients, chaos was inevitable.
And there wasn’t a single proper healer among us.
At best, we were examining patients using medical supplies like potions that the merchants had brought.
Honestly, most of the merchants were panicking—they had no experience with this.
Our guild members were actually handling the potions far more skillfully.
Given that, I threw myself into the work immediately.
‘First, the critically wounded.’
Those whose condition was dire by the second.
They all looked like their lives could slip away at any moment.
Approaching each of them.
[ Supreme Vitality Potion ]
Splash!
I poured Supreme Vitality Potions on all of them.
If their vitality and levels had been much higher, even this wouldn’t have constituted proper treatment.
But for ordinary people, a Supreme Vitality Potion was nothing short of a miracle elixir.
“Gasp….”
“They’re regaining consciousness!”
“That was a critical wound—how did you…!”
“A Supreme Vitality Potion! It’s definitely a Supreme Vitality Potion!”
“Something so precious…?”
That extinguished the immediate crisis.
However, treating the critically wounded didn’t mark the end of my troubles.
There were still countless injured scattered throughout this place.
I briefly considered methodically healing the patients using my available third-circle healing magic and potions.
‘But there are far too many.’
The sheer number of patients was overwhelming.
Given the scale of the disaster, I decided to take a different approach.
“Luke, retrieve the Staff of Asclepius for me.”
– Yes, Master.
I produced a new item from my inventory.
[ Staff of Asclepius ]
( Non-Tradeable )
Type: Staff
Grade: Mythic
Requirements: Level 1,000 or higher, Wisdom 4,000 or higher
Description: The healing staff wielded by Asclepius, the god of medicine and the symbolic embodiment of the medical arts.
A staff entwined with a serpent in its form.
I planted the staff in the center of the Temporary Medical Center.
– Activating the unique skill ‘Wave of Healing’ from the Staff of Asclepius.
I unleashed the mythic-grade staff’s unique ability.
The Wave of Healing rippled outward, enveloping the entire Temporary Medical Center.
* * *
The new lord of Kalbera Territory.
Thanks to Baron Mir’s arrival and his expulsion of the monsters, the inhabitants of Kalbera Territory could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
“Ugh!”
“Ah, it hurts. It hurts so much.”
“Please….”
Yet Kalbera Territory had suffered grievous losses.
Collapsed buildings and wounded people everywhere.
Buildings could be rebuilt, but people were the true concern.
The monster attacks had left most of the inhabitants with injuries ranging from minor to severe.
While I’d managed to prevent deaths thus far, the mounting number of critical cases meant that wouldn’t last much longer.
Perhaps because of this despair?
“Damn it, what good is arriving late and helping now? Everything’s already ruined.”
“Dozens of us will die anyway….”
“Sob, sob.”
“Baron Mir? Don’t trust that man either. He’s a noble, after all. He only came here for his own profit.”
Even after Mir had saved them, some inhabitants refused to trust him and instead cast blame upon him.
“But he did save us….”
“I told you, he came for his own profit. He saved us because we’re worth money to him. That’s obvious.”
“Still….”
Then, something unexpected happened.
An unimaginable rumor began to spread among the natives.
“Is it true the lord used a supreme-grade stamina potion to save Riu-ha?”
“A supreme-grade stamina potion? No way.”
“Come on now. Do you know how expensive that is? Even the Empire’s nobility hesitate to use supreme-grade stamina potions.”
“But Riu-ha’s wife said so herself?”
“Maybe she misread it?”
“Have you ever even seen a supreme-grade stamina potion? She probably confused it with something else.”
“Even if she was mistaken, Riu-ha was seriously wounded. Even if it wasn’t supreme-grade, it must have been an incredibly expensive and potent potion, right?”
“Hmm, surely not….”
Baron Mir had used a supreme-grade stamina potion to save a native.
Such was the rumor.
But few believed it.
What nobleman would use a supreme-grade stamina potion to save a mere native, not even their own knight?
No, even if their own knight were injured, they wouldn’t readily use a supreme-grade stamina potion unless it was someone they truly cherished.
And yet.
The moment the natives entered the Temporary Medical Center, worried about the patients.
They witnessed it themselves.
“A, a supreme-grade stamina potion?”
The lord heading straight toward where the critically wounded lay upon entering the Temporary Medical Center.
Baron Mir.
The potion he withdrew from his possession.
It was unmistakably a supreme-grade stamina potion.
Most had never seen one before, but among them were natives who had glimpsed supreme-grade stamina potions carried by some of the Imperial Army’s officers.
The lord was using such a potion.
Splash!
Without a moment’s hesitation.
As if to prove the poured potion was indeed supreme-grade, the critically wounded’s injuries recovered rapidly.
But the lord’s actions did not end there.
Splash!
“H, how many supreme-grade stamina potions is he using?”
“Supreme-grade stamina potions must cost an astronomical amount….”
“Surely he’s not planning to charge us for the potions’ cost?”
“No way. Honestly, could we even save up enough in a lifetime to buy one of those potions?”
“That’s true, but I still don’t understand….”
He was pouring that precious supreme-grade stamina potion into all the critically wounded.
They had heard that supreme-grade stamina potions were as expensive as they were rare.
Yet he was using such a precious potion without hesitation on natives he was seeing for the first time.
At this sight, the natives’ perception of the lord shifted dramatically.
“So you’re Baron Mir, then?”
“Quite the remarkable person.”
“When the Imperial Army all fled, I thought they’d abandoned us. But someone even more remarkable than the Imperial Army has come?”
“This person is the lord of our village. No, the lord of our Territory?”
“What a blessing for our village….”
Those who had already felt gratitude toward Mir for driving away the monsters.
Those who had distrusted Mir, telling themselves he’d only come to protect his own Territory and swearing never to be betrayed by the Empire again.
All of them had no choice but to believe in Mir.
In the meantime.
Mir, unsatisfied with merely that, walked toward the center of the Temporary Medical Center and planted a staff that seemed far from ordinary.
Then.
Shhhhhhh!
A pale green wave emanating from the staff engulfed the Temporary Medical Center.
Immediately after, the wounds of those touched by the pale green wave began to heal rapidly.
“The wounds are closing!”
“What kind of mystical power is this?”
“Ohhh, ohhhhh.”
“That roar he used to drive away the monsters! And this incredible healing magic too! Could our lord possibly be… a dragon!”
“A, a dragon?”
“Could it be.”
“Isn’t that power far too extraordinary to be merely human?”
“Indeed, seeing how freely he uses even premium-grade stamina potions, it does seem plausible.”
“Dragons are said to hoard vast quantities of gold and treasures.”
“But he’s a baron from the Empire, isn’t he?”
“Haven’t you heard of dragon play? Perhaps it could be something like that. The Empire is known to receive the protection of the Golden Dragon, after all.”
“Could it, could it be….”
Through this chain of minor misunderstandings, the natives began to grow confused about Mir’s true identity.

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