Reincarnated as an Energy with a System

Chapter 1703  Ning's Story

Ning looked at the woman, realizing she was going to take answers from him no matter what. He took a moment to think and answered the question as truthfully as he could while holding back information.

"There was a girl that was going to die if I didn't intervene. So I intervened and fought someone. Lost my hand in the process, but did manage to kill him," he said.

The woman's eyes narrowed a bit. "In the war?"

Ning shook his head. "Not in the war. In the duchy," he said. "I came here from the duchy yesterday. A doctor on the caravan told me I could find healers in the city who could regrow my arm."

"Tell me more about this girl," the woman said. "How old is she?"

"Like 15?" Ning said.

"And you saved her because…"

"Because she was going to die otherwise," Ning said. "Can't let that happen to a poor young girl, can I?"

"No you can't," the woman said, narrowing her eyes.

"She's safe now?" the woman asked.

"Yes. I brought her over with me," Ning said. "She's staying in a tavern with me."

"And what will you do now that she is here?" the woman asked

Ning was about to answer, but he paused for a moment and nodded. "Let's back it up a bit. I left out some information and that seems to have caused a bit of a misunderstanding," he said.

"Oh, did it?" the woman asked. "What sort?"

"For starters…" Ning immediately turned his right arm into iron, showing it to her. "I am a Spirit Detective."

The woman gave a slightly surprised look but did not say anything else, waiting for Ning to continue.

"The person I killed, also someone with a power. And not just power like ours, but power of a different kind," Ning said. "Status. A nobleman. He wanted to kill the girl. Or actually, someone above him did, and he was put to the task."

"I saved the girl, killed him, and ran away. The reason we are in this city is to find out about the girl's parents' mysterious death and figure out if those same people had a hand in it or not."

"After that, we will leave this place and most likely move to the republic, if that is possible," Ning said. "Does that cover it or do you want more?"

"That covers it for how you lost your arm," the woman said. "But I want to know why you are doing this."

Ning shrugged. "It doesn't hurt to help people," he said. "And I get something back when I help someone."

"Like?"

"I can't tell you."

Ning looked at the woman for a long second and nodded. "I see. Sorry for wasting both of our times then," he said getting up. "Have a nice day."

He turned to leave.

"Then I can't heal you," she said.

Ning looked at the woman for a long second and nodded. "I see. Sorry for wasting both of our times then," he said getting up. "Have a nice day."

He turned to leave.

"You're going to leave, just like that?" she asked. "You don't want your arms healed?"

"Obviously I do, but you clearly don't want to," Ning said.

"You don't need the money from this job as you wouldn't be throwing out customers without questions, and you don't seem to care about their stories either, so I don't know what you want at all."

"I care about your story," the woman said from her bed. "I just want them to be truthful about their story, to not leave out anything so I can make a proper judgment."

"Well, not everyone has the luxury to reveal their story to you. Not every story can be justified to another person even if it was. You don't know what most people go through, so your judgment of the situation is never accurate anyway."

"That's why I ask for all the information," the woman said. "To make the right judgment. To look at it from every angle."

"Yeah, and I can't do that," Ning said. "Or do you want me to tell you the name of the noble that I had to kill to protect that girl so I can live in constant fear of them getting back to us?"

The woman took a deep breath in. "I wouldn't do that," she said.

"Well… I don't know if I have enough information to make a judgment on that," Ning said. "Goodbye. I hope you help those who truly need it."

Ning walked away, arriving at the door.

"5 Silver coins," the woman suddenly shouted, making him stop.

"What?" Ning asked, turning around with a confused look.

The woman finally got out of her bed and walked over to him. "It will be 5 Silver coins per amputated limb healed. Can you pay for it?" she asked.

"I've got the money," Ning said, bringing out exactly 5 Silver coins. "But are you sure you want to pay me?"

"No," the woman said. "I'm taking a risk with you."

Ning didn't say anything and simply handed over the coins.

The woman kept the coins and took Ning's stump. She unwrapped the bandages, and as she did, she spoke. "For your record, I do this for money. I have bills to pay, but I also have a conscience, and I can't help anyone who doesn't deserve it."

"That man I threw out earlier today, the one I shouted at, he came in here demanding me to heal him because the woman he forced himself on bit him on his shoulders before running away," the woman said. "That's why I threw him out."

Ning raised an eyebrow. "You didn't call the guards?" he asked.

"Can't. He's rich enough to have the guards in his pockets. It's better to just not heal him and let him stay in pain."

"I see," Ning said.

The woman was finally done unwrapping his stump and looked at it. "Fresh and more or less clearly cut off. But what are these marks here?" she asked.

"Lion bite marks," Ning said. "We got attacked by mountain lions on the way here."

The woman looked at Ning with an incredulous look. "Had you told me just that earlier, I would've believed you and healed you without a fuss."

Ning couldn't help but laugh. "Well, can you do that now?"