17. Paz e estudos

It wasn't hard to get into Oxenfurt College. Well, just a little bit of conversation here, some money well spent there, and even knowing where I can find one of the best doctors in the area I was told.

Making a precise and quick copy of every single book available in the library, no matter the subject, I just copied everything, I have all the time in the world to read about it anyway.

I went to take my class with the best doctor in the area. Although she is young, she is very experienced and people seem to enjoy being under her care. She is not only good at her job, but she also takes the well being of her patients seriously.

It didn't take long to arrive at Shani's clinic, where I must say, there were quite a few people waiting for an appointment.

In no hurry at all, I waited my turn, while I could watch her way of making the diagnoses and prescribing the prescriptions. I will not deny, beautiful, nice, intelligent and charismatic. Geralt is an idiot for letting her go.

"What can I do for you?" Shani stares at me with her beautiful green eyes. A few scar marks dance here and there, few, but they show that she puts herself in danger sometimes.

"Well, I'm a medical enthusiast, and I'd like to be able to help a little and who knows, improve my skills. Of course, I will pay for taking classes with you if you allow it," I answer directly.

"It's not often that young people come to learn medicine. In fact it is extremely rare. But let's start with your name." she says, indicating a chair, where I sit, and she sits across from me.

"Sorry, I'm Swan Dim, but people call me Sam. It's nice to meet you, Doctor Shani," I say with a smile.

"Wait, aren't you the wizard who was being hunted by Henselt? I know you were worth a good amount of coin for your capture." she says, sounding amused by the situation.

"Well, yes, and as you well know, Kaedwen is now under new regency. But that's not important." I reply, still maintaining my smile.

"I see. It is strange that a wizard should have an interest in medicine. You know that many things can be done with just a simple magic and everything is solved, right?" she looks at me uncertainly, and I could see in her eyes, that she was interested in the answer.

"If it were that simple, the world wouldn't be in the chaos it is. We know that, Doctor Shani, magic doesn't work that way. Although I have found many ways to make magic work, it still doesn't work that way.

A counterpoint as big as nature would make this world collapse much faster than it does now. If everything was magic-based, the elves wouldn't be defeated, the Witcher wouldn't be nearly exterminated, and the monsters would walk free."

I give my point.

"At least you have your head on straight. I talked to another wizard once, and he didn't see the world as it is, but as he wanted it to be. It confused him, and my only option was to let the madman live in his private world.

He is still alive, but I don't know if well. I've heard horrific stories about the man, and I want to believe that he didn't do half of what I heard." she says, letting her body have a slight tremor.

"Then I can say, it's twice as bad. Usually, when we hear stories of that level, they already come to us so softened that they don't seem so bad. That's the difference between who writes them and who reads them," I make an analogy.

Being who she is, she easily understands my point. We then go on to talk about medicine and its uses, as well as the best forms of treatment for certain situations. She really knew what she was doing, and I absorbed every drop of information.

Well, it's all an exaggeration, because even if I tried, it would still take me a while to get a good understanding of the techniques she uses. Coming from a world where magic could actually be used to heal, and where potions would do almost 80% of the work, seeing how a professional works, with just her physical abilities was a heavy and interesting novelty.

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It was two weeks of studying and helping Shani with her work. Yes, I started calling her Shani, by request and by how close we became.

She, though young, had already experienced a lot, and her stories were fascinating. I, being from another world, and not hiding it from her, could tell her mine.

Our approach was quite natural. Her curiosity about what I knew, or had seen in the other world, gave her many ideas, and I helped as I could in making them work.

Potions were some of the things we spent time testing and studying together. She was a good breath of fresh air, giving me some peace and quiet, even when the clinic was crowded with people for treatment.

But it was during our evening drink that things took a turn for the worse.

I told her about the massages to relax the muscle after a tiring day at work. After drinking a little, I offered the massage, and also to teach her how to do it.

After I massaged her shoulders, her back, arms, legs, thighs and that's when it started to take a dangerous course. I had no idea that some points were so sensitive, and it was not at all surprising, to hear her moan.

Her inconsequential hands ran to my member, lost in pleasure, and I didn't back down, massaging her clitoris and vaginal lips. It seemed that one wanted to make the other cum first, but in truth, both were lost in their own worlds, focused only on feeling and giving pleasure.

It was an eventful night, but well worth it.

Sure, the other day was a bit awkward, but still, we were professional, and after the day's service, we talked about what happened.

I did not lie at any point, about my past, and that soon, I would be leaving for a new reality, a new world I should say.

We then became friends with benefits. If we are into it, we have sex, if not, we drink and talk like any civilized person.