Chapter 51: Medical Room
Kalon helped Sifa hobble her way back to the academy. The entire time, they faced no danger.
He didn’t have to worry about being seen, as it was well past academy hours. The only people who remained on the academy grounds were certain professors.
The medic was on the ground floor of the icy academy, and once Kalon took her inside, he found himself in a room that resembled a medieval infirmary.
There was a woman who had half fallen asleep behind a frozen desk by the window.
Like Sifa, her skin was made of crystal ice, her translucent hair was cropped short, and she was dressed in a long white coat.
She woke up to the sound of the door opening, and when she saw Sifa’s condition, her eyes widened.
"Holy frost!" the medic swore. "What has happened—"
Her words stopped as she caught sight of Kalon.
She squinted her eyes like she was looking at some strange creature.
To her, he was.
"What the frost are you?" the woman asked.
Kalon had to act the part, as always.
"I’m her summon."
The woman continued staring at him.
"Never seen a summon like that. You saved her life, so you must be special."
The medic directed Sifa onto the frosty table. Immediately, her body began to stabilise as the melting ice solidified once again.
Still, the medic began to undress the ice woman, taking her out of her academy outfit.
Kalon almost looked away.
Was she really going to expose the woman like this in front of him?
Then he realised that, to the medic, he should be nothing more than a summon. There was no reason for there to be anything weird about this.
The medic continued undressing Sifa with careful, clinical hands, peeling away the outer layers of her frost-stiffened academy outfit gradually.
First, the torn collar and shoulders came free, exposing the smooth, translucent curve of her collarbones, where faint veins of glowing blue crystal pulsed beneath the surface.
As more fabric slid down, it revealed the alien beauty of her icy body. Her skin was like polished glacial glass.
Kalon watched, focused, as the clothing slowly descended further.
The upper swells of her full, heavy breasts became exposed. They were both perfectly rounded and smooth, as the Cryons had no nipples.
Sifa squirmed with deep embarrassment on the table, her translucent cheeks flushing a deeper blue, and her arms twitching as if to cover herself, but she was too weak to do so.
The medic finally pulled the outfit down to her waist, fully exposing her breasts and the nasty gash across her upper arm.
It was a jagged crack in her icy flesh, leaking slow droplets of pure, glowing crystal water.
"Why were you outside during the Ice Horde?" the medic asked, dabbing at the leaking wound with a piece of equipment.
Sifa’s exposed icy breasts rose and fell with each shaky breath.
"I... I don’t know," she whispered.
Kalon looked at her carefully. He could immediately tell she was lying, but she had no intention of telling the truth.
"Hm, you know you should be locked inside during the Ice Horde. What creature did you run into?"
"A yeti," Sifa replied.
A yeti... so that’s what it’s called.
The medic’s eyes widened, and for a moment she stopped working on Sifa’s wound.
Kalon never took his eyes off her heavy iced breasts.
How was it possible for breasts to be so smooth?
"That’s a high-danger threat," the medic said, looking over at Kalon. "How did you defeat it?"
Kalon considered lying and hiding his powers at first before realising that they would likely find the signs of the battle soon.
So he answered with the truth.
"Fire."
"Fire? Fire doesn’t exist. It is only a myth," the medic replied.
Finally, Sifa groaned as her wound continued to be worked on. The droplets from her body were being used to refill the gap left by the wound before being frozen.
For a moment, she seemed to forget that her bountiful chest was exposed.
"I thought the same thing, until he showed me," Sifa managed to say.
The medic remained silent for a few moments, considering what she was hearing.
She knew the implications of those words.
If it was true, that would make Sifa one of the strongest summoners in the world. After all, fire was ice’s greatest weakness.
"Show me," she eventually said.
Kalon cursed inwardly.
He realised he would suddenly look like a liar.
"The skill is on cooldown," he said truthfully.
The medic scoffed.
"Convenient. Guess we’ll have to wait until the annual Summoners Championship," she said with a smile that suggested she didn’t believe either of them.
Kalon couldn’t be asked to try and convince her. He had no reason to, after all.
So instead, he stayed there and waited.
Ten minutes passed in silence as the medic continued working on the wounded student.
Then, eventually, Sifa spoke.
"You can leave... I’ll be okay."
It was what Kalon had been waiting to hear.
It was clear that the medic had no intention of letting the student return to her dorm that night, so nothing eventful would happen.
So Kalon swiftly accepted the invitation to leave and returned to Earth.
...
With everything that had happened that night on both planets, he felt certain that this had been the most eventful twenty-four hours of his life.
Luckily, he had something to show for it.
When he arrived back on the dormitory rooftop, he was given the first of his two quest rewards.
「Quest Reward: Please select one elemental affinity」
﹂Void Soul
﹂Radiant Soul
Kalon froze as he read this.
Void Soul. Radiant Soul.
These were the traits that represented light and darkness.
For some reason, he had expected to be given one of the options he had been offered before. One of the other four core elements.
No, he had been given a choice that was much greater in many ways.
However, he had to choose wisely.