Among the many healing spells in the world, Celestial Breathe, derived from Celestial Magic, was among the highest-ranking.
Normally, it would not have been strange at all for such a high-level healing spell to be recorded by the Temple Church and treated as a sacred spell that ordinary people could never learn.
The reasons it had not been were, firstly, that Celestial Magic was extremely difficult to learn and had long since been lost, and secondly, that it was ultimately just one type of Celestial Magic. Learning Celestial Magic solely for this one spell was rather poor value for the effort.
Yet it was still one of the highest-level healing spells. Even if it could not bring the dead back to life, it could still restore flesh to bare bones.
When such a high-level spell was cast by Shien, who possessed an almost inexhaustible amount of magic power, its effects were easy to imagine.
Thus, after starlight fell upon the Elven girls and their injuries healed at a visible rate, the unconscious girls began waking up one after another within seconds.
"W-Where am I?"
"My injuries are healed?"
"Did we survive?"
The awakened Elven girls looked around with bewildered expressions.
"Ugh..."
Carol, lying in Geno's arms, also let out a muffled groan before laboriously opening her eyes.
"Teacher Carol!"
Geno burst into tears of joy.
"Everyone! Are you all right?"
Merika, looking equally relieved, hurried over.
"You..."
Carol looked at Geno, then at Shien and the others. Her sluggish mind finally caught up, and her eyes widened slightly.
"Yo, Vice Captain. Looks like you haven't been having a very good time."
Shien folded his arms and gave Carol a faintly mocking smile.
Only then was Carol certain that she was not hallucinating.
"Why are you here?" Carol clutched her head,