The demon and Serpahims attacks left the country in an almost apocalyptic state. Not only were people pillaging, killing, and doing other things to wreak havoc, the King's warriors weren't doing so well. Cecil was a great healer, but he never imagined he'd need to use his prowess in the King's residency. Not to mention he hadn't even tapped into the hidden potential of his magic. He was supposed to be stronger than he was by now, alas his work was a bit more important. There were mages all over this country to chase after villains. With his jacket flapping as he walked, the young Desiertan made his way to the Castle. As he approached the Mercurius he was stopped by royal guards.

"State your business sir-" Cee quickly pointed to the badge on his jacket, then lifted his hand which held an I.D card. This I.D card proved that he was a high-classed citizen. "Cecil Aijima, I'm here on the King's orders." The guards nodded and stepped aside. With a warm smile, the naturalist quickly walked past them. The Castle was beautiful, surrounded by a garden full of trees and flowers. It was amazing how many of them managed to survive through all of this- proof that even angels and demons did not stand a chance against the earth. The white-haired knight only had a short moment to embrace the beauty before him. He was in a rush, peoples lives were depending on him. "No pressure." he said to himself sarcastically. "I'm definitely going to need a spliff after this." With a smile, he entered the King's home with a smile. Waiting just beyond the front entrance for a short moment, he was greeted by a woman.

"Mr. Aijima?" she asked. "Yes, ma'am." He nodded. "Come with me." she tilted her head in the direction the two of them would be walking. Quickly the two humans walked through the building and eventually made their way to the infirmary where Cecil was introduced to the head doctor. "Cecil Aijima, a pleasure to meet you." The man was pale with green deep blue eyes and a hairless head. He had been moving through the cots until he eventually met Cee at the entrance of the facility. The nature mage was almost in awe to see him. He heard rumors about this man; one of the best healers in the country, Harris Hill. "The pleasure's all mine." he extended his hand. The elder man shook Cee's hand, then properly introduced himself. But he did it quickly, they had a lot of work to do.

Cecil rushed around the room with Harriss until finally, he found where he would be stationed. "Many of the healers here are educated and extremely talented at what they do, but they aren't apart of the 10%," Hill stated. It was obvious that he was referring to the people on earthland capable of using magic. "So, because of that alone, you now have one of the most important jobs here. Heal as many people as possible, close as many wounds as possible and do it fast." He demanded before turning away and rushing to do whatever else he needed to do. The healing mage did just that. He walked around the area, going from bed to bed, healing as many people as he could. However, he didn't have much mana to use so when he would get tired he'd have to rest for a few minutes just to keep going.

Finally, after hours, Cecil had managed to heal and correctly treat over 70 patients alone but it took all the mana he had. Harris Hill made his way to Cee before the young Knight was about to leave telling him that as a mage, he had a responsibility to become stronger. It was important for him to harness his power and expand his abilities. Apparently, Harris liked the way he worked too because he invited him back next week to do the same thing. Soaking all of that in, Cecil left. Harris was right. Politics was going to help him change the world, but if he became stronger than it'd make his dreams a lot easier to achieve.