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Completed! =) Healing is not just healing, it is also politics. Edwin had heard it all, had repeated it time and time again. He did not want to accept those words. They were vile, they were poisonous. A necromancer such as himself had no right to become a healer, he still did his best. An altruist like him had no place in the service of the king as Boliarin. He still refused to give up the title, for fear that someone else would take it, and plunge Duria into chaos. All his life, he had played by the rules. Even when he suffered losses, even when he believed he could not look himself in the mirror. Everyone has a breaking point. Edwin did not lie to himself. He was calm, but not sane. The camel's back had long since been broken. And yet, when his ray of moonlight, the vampire Hadrian, offered to travel with him, Edwin agreed. He lets himself pretend he was good, hoping he might lie to himself one of those days. Would Harry be enough to stop him from darkening the world? Or would he end up just another villain, who had once been bright-eyed and hopeful? The story is complete, and has 109 chapters in total, around 1k each. Updates: 7 a.m. and 7 p.m. Thank you for your time! =)

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Chapter 32: Mending wounds

Hadrian stared as Edwin did his morning routine of kissing his medallion and then doing stretches. The vampire never understood why the hedge healer did it.

Edwin, as Hadrian had expected, was a stubborn mule that needed to be dragged to bed every night. Hadrian had not been too concerned with that on the road.

 Edwin liked to give a good example to the children, and so he laid still during the entire time he was supposed to be asleep.

Whether he actually slept or thought of vaccines, illnesses or necromancy, was up for debate. Hadrian would wager his money that Edwin had not slept more than three hours at a session while they traveled.

Which was why, as soon as Edwin got distracted, Hadrian cast his strongest sleeping spell at his friend.

A spell so strong, it could put a dragon to sleep.

Or an army of halflings.

 Hadrian had tried both after unsuccessful heists and could attest to the success of the spell.