When he woke up, he had become a doctor named White. Then someone forcibly foisted a slave named Sylvie on him.
After gradually settling in, he thought his second life would be peaceful and uneventful, and that he would become a doctor worthy of everyone's respect.
"Sorry, the organization has already decided. You're the one who's going to inherit the glory of our mages!"
He wanted to say that appointing an heir like this wasn't a good idea. After all, in this world, people loathed anything even remotely connected to magic, let alone mages, who had a truly notorious reputation.
But when he looked at Sylvie, covered in wounds, he knew that as an ordinary human, there was no way he could save a girl with so little life left.
And so, a doctor (crossed out) mage set out to save the fallen girls...
