A Hospital in Another World? - Chapter 260

Archmage Carlisle’s connections were quite powerful. Even after several layers of referrals, the favors were solid. Madame Syatt’s guidance to Garrett was truly dedicated, treating him no differently than her own disciples.

As a level thirteen grand mage, Madame Syatt possessed profound knowledge of the Charm School’s second-level magic. What seemed incomprehensible to Archmage Carlisle was effortlessly dismantled and explained piece by piece by Madame Syatt:

“This horn-like structure adjusts the casting intensity. Some individuals are particularly sensitive to pain, or certain pain spells have a strong impact that requires counteraction—try changing this structure? What’s that? You need to calculate it? Of course, of course, young man, it’s always good to be cautious.”

“This hyperbolic curve? You’ve dismantled it incorrectly… The left half is connected to the more left diamond structure, and the right half can be dismantled separately…”

“This cone? No no no, what you see on the scroll is its projection. Its spell structure in the meditation environment should be…”

Second-level magic is much more complex than first-level magic. With Garrett’s abilities, he could barely manage to outline spell models, release spells, and follow instructions from magic scrolls or books. However, dismantling, adjusting, and altering piece by piece like this…

Garrett attempted three times. The first two attempts were futile, and the third time, the spell model in the meditation environment shattered directly, almost shaking the meditation core.

Garrett dared not risk further experimentation and sought help from Archmage Carlisle. It was only then that he realized that analyzing and altering standard spell models was a closely guarded secret of each school, each mage organization, and even each individual mage.

Regarding the specifics of casting “Alleviate Pain,” Archmage Carlisle himself was not very clear. Only the Charm School had masters in this area that could be consulted…

Madame Syatt dismantled the entire spell model, explaining it clearly. What each part represented, where adjustments could be made, and which parts absolutely could not be altered. She even made analogies, comparing certain spell structures to “Hypnosis” or drawing parallels with Necromancy’s “Blindness” and “Deafness” spells…

The lesson lasted from afternoon until after dinner. At around four o’clock, Madame Syatt’s female disciples came in to serve afternoon tea—pouring tea, serving pastries, offering fruits—coming and going incessantly, constantly changing. Each time someone entered, they would scrutinize Garrett.

Immersed in the dissection of spells, Garrett didn’t even glance at them, but Madame Syatt couldn’t stop smiling. When pouring milk into the tea cup, her hand trembled uncontrollably, almost spilling it onto the apple pie.

The deeper Garrett delved into the study, the more grateful he felt for the selfless teaching of the grand mage. After she finished, he couldn’t help but bow deeply:

“Thank you so much, Madame Syatt. I really don’t know how to repay your guidance.”

“How about joining the Charm School?” Madame Syatt casually opened her feather fan, then closed it halfway. She covered her lips with the fluffy edge of the fan, smiling gently:

“Young man, in our Charm School, there are many beautiful girls~”

She lowered her head slightly as she spoke, absentmindedly straightening her skirt, effortlessly graceful. Garrett sweated profusely: “You’re just joking…”

What’s so attractive about beautiful girls? Give me ten or eight rigorously trained nurses, and I’ll immediately—uh, I’ll immediately bring them all back to the hospital…

“Alright, alright, I won’t tease you anymore.” Madame Syatt said seriously:

“I’ve taught you everything I can about ’Alleviate Pain.’ The rest, you’ll need to practice on your own. Is there anything else you’d like to ask? Since you’re in a good mood today, I can tell you more~~”

This was just a polite remark. If Garrett still had his previous personality, he would have immediately stood up to thank her and take his leave. However, having crossed over once, his thick skin had grown considerably. Seizing the opportunity, he immediately inquired:

“How do I know if the recipient of the spell no longer feels pain? Or if they’ve been dazed, charmed, or hypnotized by me? Does the Charm School or other schools have any observation methods?”

“This…” Madame Syatt’s lips, along with the last hint of smile, faded away. She instinctively brushed her hair, and the gold bell on her wrist tinkled softly. She pondered for a moment before closing her fan with a clap of her hands:

“I don’t think the Charm School has any. Generally, mages trained in the Charm School are quite confident in their charm, so they have a good idea whether their spells are successful or not. Of course, there have been cases of people pretending to be affected and then retaliating… Hmm, let me think…”

Her crimson lips lightly tapped the tabletop, her eyebrows furrowing, her eyes shifting. After a moment of contemplation, she suddenly clapped her hands together:

“I’ve got it! Several spells from the Divination School—Mind Detection, Locating Spell, Unveil Invisibility, Disguise Detection—even the most basic Detection Magic and Toxic Detection, you can try them out? Divination spells allow mages to see things that ordinary people can’t…”

Can I see brain waves?

Can I see action potentials?

Can I see electromyography?

Garrett’s heart pounded wildly. He respectfully thanked Madame Syatt and caught the last train down the mountain. As soon as he returned to the villa, he rushed in like a whirlwind:

“Bernard! Bernard!—Do we have any frogs? Please, help me catch a few frogs!”

“It’s so cold out, where would there be frogs…” The barbarian, having eaten his fill of meat, was lounging by the fireplace in the living room, reluctant to move. Garrett clasped his hands together, shaking him up and down:

“Please! I need to conduct an experiment and need frogs… Without frogs, I’ll have to kill many large animals, which is troublesome. Please help me!”

The barbarian grumbled as he reluctantly got up and went into the garden. In no time, he came back with five frogs larger than his fist.

Garrett gratefully took one, quickly nailed it to a wooden board, activated “Detection Magic,” and made a cut on the frog’s leg…

Hmm, no change at all.

“Toxic Detection”? Another cut, still no change…

“Mind Detection”? Another incision, and Garrett’s heart thumped in his chest. He did sense something, very faint and weak, but undeniably real. Quickly, he cast “Alleviate Pain” and continued to feel the magical feedback.

It seemed like, maybe, there wasn’t much change? Could it be that the frog’s intelligence was too low, and Mind Detection couldn’t read it? Garrett destroyed the frog’s medulla oblongata and made another incision. Then, to his dismay, he found that the feedback from “Mind Detection” still didn’t change much…

Should I try another one?

Garrett pondered for a moment, then caught another frog, and cast the second-level Divination spell “Unveil Invisibility.” This

time, the frog’s head, torso, and limbs emitted a translucent life aura. With a cut, both the frog’s head and the leg it belonged to had their auras gently fluctuating.

What is this?

What is the life aura I see in my meditative vision?

Intuition surged faster than reason, Garrett’s heart pounding, almost ready to scream out loud. He even luxuriously took out a mental strength potion, took a sip, and then stared intently at the frog’s head, raising his hand and casting—

“Alleviate Pain”!

The head, the leg, the life aura in the meditative vision still flickered gently, but the fluctuations were not as intense. Garrett took a deep breath: he was getting close to the truth!

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