If You Get Hit Wrong Here, You’ll Never Be Able to Have Children!

There was a war.

It began with the Empire declaring war, dreaming of dominating the continent.

The countries that sought to protect their culture and homeland from that merciless tyranny, ironically putting aside years of past conflicts, came together to resist the Empire.

But in that war, the enemy wasn’t just foreign forces.

The masses, tired of the long war, rose up in anger and rioted, and ambitious nobles betrayed their kings.

The allied nations competed for their own interests, and fearful leaders carried out purge after purge, worried about being betrayed…

As such events repeated, even the Emperor who had declared war eventually had his head cut off on the revolutionary guillotine, and in the end, no trace remained of the existing leadership.

Those who were children at the start of the war became leaders and were driven to the battlefield.

Yes, by that point, it no longer mattered who fired the first shot.

Spreading hatred towards each other for no reason, just endlessly longing for this moment to end.

And in such an era, I was one who hoped to belong to a unit that saved people rather than killed them.

In the game I played, there was an ending, so I knew this horror would end soon.

If I didn’t lose my humanity even in this situation…

I thought that maybe I could live like a proper human being, even in a world like this.

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-Crackle.

How many cigarettes had I smoked while rolling around in such a place?

Despite my resolution when becoming a teacher, I had already smoked 5 cigarettes in an attempt to join the group.

“Ca-Captain! Someone is coming!”

As I was about to put the sixth one in my mouth, the holy knights looked at me in shock.

Judging by the slightly messy surroundings and visible bloodstains, it seemed they had also fought with another force while I was engaged in combat.

Well, to kidnap someone of a Saint’s caliber, the guy I dealt with wouldn’t have been nearly enough.

“Hello~ It’s Seine~”

I immediately closed the distance with them and greeted them warmly, but still, not one of them dared approach me directly.

All of them had turned pale, as if they had encountered something terrifying.

…Is it because of the cigarette?

“Oh right, smoking was prohibited in Haide.”

No, it’s probably because of the blood on my gown.

Even if I had barely left them alive, I must have drawn out at least 1L of blood, so it would be unreasonable to expect that blood not to get on me.

“Cut me some slack. No matter what, I’m a teacher who teaches kids, so I can’t be reeking of blood, can I?”

As I put the cigarette back in my mouth to try and kill the smell a bit, someone who had been cleaning up the scene approached me stealthily.

A man in black armor with gold trim.

It was Vincent, the captain leading Haide’s Black Knight Order.

“…Did you take care of that side?”

Right, I had told him to prepare for those who would come later while I handled this side.

They were sure to launch a surprise attack when it was time to set up camp.

“I left the leader barely alive, and the rest are neatly arranged over there. For now, the Holy Knight Order has taken them into custody, and later we can call people to take them away.”

“…Are you saying you not only took down all of them alone but even dealt with the leader?”

“I made sure to leave him breathing. To send such trash back to Haide’s embrace, there’s still too much they need to pay for in this world, right?”

Isn’t it inappropriate for a doctor to kill people in the first place?

If I can keep them alive, I do so, and after that, I leave their fate to those who capture them.

“Vice-Captain, how many were in the group that attacked us just now?”

As I shrugged my shoulders with such thoughts, the vice-captain of the Holy Knight Order approached Vincent and spoke.

“About 30 people… Each one was a skilled fighter.”

“…A similar number must have gathered on that side too.”

“Well, I suppose so?”

“Then are you saying that you not only took down a similar number to them but even captured their leader alone?”

“Haha, you don’t believe me~ Should I show you some proof of trust right here?”

I should touch my pinky and thumb to my forehead and tongue, right?

I really hope that’s what he means.

“No, with that much blood on you and not a single visible injury, it must be true.”

“Ah, crap.”

“…?”

“It’s nothing.”

It’s fine if he didn’t hear that.

“Anyway, is Sephin… I mean, is the Saint alright?”

Right, there are other things to worry about now.

“The Saint has been protected in the carriage all along. Although the battle was fierce, we protected her without leaving any gaps, and the enemies who couldn’t break through our encirclement retreated, leaving only their wounded behind. There’s no sign of infiltration, so you can rest assured.”

“…Well, if you say so, it must be fine.”

There are many wounded but no fatalities, and while a considerable number of the other force that attacked the group escaped, I succeeded in taking down all the ones on my side.

This attack incident is now concluded.

Now we can rest here today, and after dawn breaks, we can head straight to the academy…

“Ca-Captain! It’s terrible! The Saint!!”

…Damn it. Just when I thought things might go smoothly.

The disciples focus their attention on the priest running urgently towards us.

Before anyone could ask him anything, Vincent pushed past him and rushed towards the carriage.

The carriage door was already open.

Following behind, I saw the sight of numerous disciples surrounding someone who had collapsed inside.

“Oh Haide, please… Please!”

“It’s not time yet. This person has a mission to fulfill!”

“Please close the door that has opened for this person…”

The light of holy power brightly illuminating the dark interior of the carriage.

Despite being aware that it’s a precious energy, the clergy didn’t hesitate to emit light.

No, they even seemed desperate.

Anyone would understand if they saw the person they were surrounding.

“Ugh, huu… Ack…”

The Black Saint of Haide.

She was writhing in agony, clutching at her throat.

No matter how much holy power was poured on her from the surroundings, there was no sign of her condition improving.

“What on earth happened?!”

Vincent screamed as soon as he saw the scene.

Even the calm demeanor he had maintained until now crumbled miserably the moment he saw the Saint.

If what they were doing wasn’t treatment, he might have rushed in immediately.

“W-Well… After the attack was over, we were reporting to the Saint when we heard groaning sounds from inside…”

“When we entered, she was already in this state, b-but holy power isn’t working at all!”

“That’s impossible. There was clearly no sign of intrusion!?”

“Could it be poison? Did they spread poison inside this carriage to affect the Saint…?”

Even as they were confused by the inexplicable situation, the clergy didn’t stop emitting holy power towards the Saint.

The knights, including Vincent, could only watch the scene from afar.

“Ugh, ha…”

Just the sight of the Saint, who had already half lost consciousness, groaning in pain.

Yes, I was also one of the people watching that scene.

“I’m going in for a moment.”

“Wh-What?”

The people around me turned to look at me with stunned eyes.

I passed between them into the carriage and gestured to the surrounding clergy, saying:

“Keep infusing holy power. If we leave her like this, she’ll go into a brain-dead state, and once it reaches that point, the rate of body destruction will be faster than recovery through holy power, making treatment essentially meaningless.”

The brain is extremely delicate and precise, making it difficult to recover even with holy power.

Moreover, this world doesn’t have specialized equipment for life extension.

Unless there’s a papal-level clergyperson who can resurrect the dead nearby, brain death is a condition that must be avoided at all costs in this world.

“What are you… Do you know what state the Saint is in right now?”

“If she’s suddenly gasping for breath like this, it’s most likely airway obstruction.”

Airway obstruction is a condition where the airway becomes blocked for various reasons, causing respiratory distress.

It often occurs due to allergies, viral infections, or swelling of flesh from chemical burns, but coincidentally, no such symptoms were observed during the examination earlier in the day.

If chemical agents had been sprayed during the battle, traces should have remained here as well.

“If it were poison, it would naturally be expelled through holy power, so in reality, something must be stuck in her throat…”

“Stuck in her throat? What do you mean?”

“I don’t know what it is either. But if something is definitely stuck, there’s no choice but to remove it physically, right?”

“Is that even possible?”

Well, it would be difficult for someone without medical knowledge.

In this world, if the airway becomes completely blocked while eating, there’s no way to deal with it even with holy power, so the common sense is to just quietly prepare for a funeral.

“Just watch for now.”

But fortunately, I’ve learned medicine from a more advanced era than the current one.

It would be a waste to just keep that knowledge to myself, so I’ve submitted papers to the academic world with a few applications, and one of them is the first aid method I’m about to perform.

“Mr. Heinrich. Please lend me your strength to save this delicate young lady.”

In 1974, a thoracic surgeon devised a first aid method to prevent choking by compressing the diaphragm to remove foreign objects stuck in the throat.

This technique was passed down even into the 21st century, helping to save many lives, and I, who came to this world, created a new first aid treatment method based on that technique.

Yes, the fist I’m clenching at this moment is for that treatment.

“Heimlich Punch!!”

-Thud!!

The moment my fist struck the Saint’s abdomen.

“Gahk…!!!!”

The impacted body convulsed and bounced upwards for a moment.

“Wh-What!?”

I heard surprised voices around me, but it didn’t matter.

My attention was still focused on the Saint’s mouth.

She was still convulsing, but unlike before, a wheezing sound could be heard from her throat.

It means the foreign object has somewhat relieved the blockage in her throat.

“Good, then one more time…”

“What are you doing right now!?”

But as I was about to continue the treatment, the surrounding disciples rushed to me and started grabbing my arms.

No, what are these people doing in the middle of treatment?

“Let go of this. You’re interfering with the treatment, aren’t you?”

“What do you mean let go!? Do you even know what you’ve just done!?”

“Stop right now! Protect the Saint!!”

“Hey, I said don’t interfere! If this hits wrong, she’ll never be able to have children for the rest of her life!”

If I aim incorrectly, it won’t be a Heimlich maneuver but a uterus punch.

Can’t be helped. The situation is too urgent to explain, so I’ll just knock them all down first and then…

“Everyone, calm down!!”

At that moment, a voice echoed inside the carriage.

In an instant, the attention of the disciples trying to stop me turned towards the carriage exit.

The Knight Order Captain, Vincent.

The man who had shown more concern for the Saint than anyone else, yet hadn’t rushed at me who was treating her.

“…Disciple of Cleas. Continue the treatment.”

What came out of his mouth was unexpected even to me.

I never thought the Saint’s guardian knight would allow the action that other disciples were trying to stop.

“Sir Vincent! What are you…”

“I’ll take responsibility. Hurry!!!”

Whatever the case, the moment permission was given.

Taking advantage of the distraction, I once again gathered mana into my fist and struck the Saint’s abdomen.

-Thud!

Physical force transmitting shock through the body using the power of the fist.

“Cough!”

The force pushed out from within finally escaped through her throat, dropping something in front of me.