“Yes, Your Highness, I have healed you. And I suppose I will be such a famous doctor," replied the young magician with pleasure.
“Father, look at me, I am cured! Now you can fill this doctor well with gold and throw into the street these others who are useless," proposed Ramiel, looking down upon the retinue of royal sorcerers.
“With all due respect, Your Highness, my colleagues were doing their job well. In fact, they had succeeded in reducing and delaying the effects of your ailment. Without their care, you would surely no longer be in this world. The technique I have used is very innovative and I was able to learn it from my travels to faraway lands. I would gladly share that knowledge with my colleagues if you and your father would consider it well," proposed Esporiel, while his surp
