Oscar raised his head and said, "You can say it like that. However, my power is slightly different from normal healing magic."
"I can only heal people who are already dying, so my power will be useless when healing small wounds," explained Oscar.
"If you have that kind of power, why don't you heal yourself?" Matthew looked at Oscar's feet to clarify the meaning of his words.
"My magic power just awoke three years ago, and I am unable to heal the wounds that existed before my power awoke." Oscar continued, "Unless I am dying, maybe I can heal all the wounds on my body."
Matthew closed his eyes and said, "Ruby will be sad if you are dying once again."
"I know. That's why I prefer to live with a limp leg than have to see my sister cry."
After that, Oscar did not say anything more. He placed his palm on Demetria's head. A greenish-colored light appeared from his palm, then spread throughout the former Marchioness' body.
