Life with my Little Sister

Episode 351: Mud Comes (Part 16)

The next day.

In the village of Rühling came Tobias with a confident smile.

When he looked for Aletta as he looked around the village, he came straight to her.

"Long time no see, Elf's Doctor's Hall"

"... what can I do for you?

Tobias smiled a mellow smile at Aletta, who returned grumpy with a blue and white face somewhere.

"Ha... What, you're an elf and I'm a monk, but we have one word for each other in pharmacy. I didn't think it would be a bad idea to have an exchange of views on whether or not there had been any progress in the creation of the cure."

"Hmm. You can honestly say you want to be proud, right? I've heard rumors a long time ago that you made special effects."

"I'm so proud of you. I did make some kind of medicine, but it's not enough to call it a special effect."

"I mean, you want to say that you're getting some results, right? I knew I wasn't proud of you. I'm busy. If you want to show off your brags, talk to that tree over there."

"This is tough...... Or did I hurt your pride...?

Tobias knows that Aletta was intent on creating a cure.

That's why I thought I made you angry a step ahead of time.

Especially since that was his desired development.

The Elves have excellent knowledge and skills in pharmacy.

As a result, human pharmacists have always been evaluated as not extending to the Elves.

If you could have broken that nose column, you wouldn't be more comfortable than this.

Aletta shrugged bossy with her eyes like she had pushed her anger to death.

"My pride as a pharmacist wore me out a long time ago...!

The elf girl pisses off her shoulder and walks away with Zunzun.

Seeing that look, Tobias was desperate to put up with making fun of him.

People beat elves in medicine technology...

It is as much a feat as a human blacksmith beats a dwarf.

Tobias thought Aletta's line was directed at the medicine he had created.

"Lord Tobias!

It was the blissful Lord Ebisu, Missiero, who came to replace me.

"Oh, isn't it Master Missiello? I apologize for not saying hello right away."

"What. Never mind. More than that, I heard. You know, they created a cure for freaks! The boulder is a proud prestigious doctor of the church!

"Ha...! When you are praised like that by Master Missiello, what a sight to see. But it is true that some effect can be desired"

"That's fantastic! I'm a total doorman when it comes to medicine, but if you don't mind, I'd like to ask you how you created the special effects."

"Hmm...... Originally, this discovery is a secret in the secret, but the person who wears the same Lord. Let me tell Michiello something special."

Tobias said, making the most appearance.

If Aletta is still here,

"I knew I didn't just want to brag!

And it would be to rough up your voice.

"The medicine I made..."

Church pharmacists begin their explanations with a proud look.

People are not good at it.

That's even more subdivided, even in your area of expertise.

Fighting, for example.

There are many who are called good fighters, but it did not make a name for itself in the same method of warfare.

There are those who are good at pioneering.

There are those who are good at defense.

Or someone skillful in ambush.

Even if you say you're a good fighter, your specialty can be different.

And that logic also applies to pharmacists.

Medicines traditionally good at churches were like nutrients.

That was also because the Church often put forth relief for the poor, and has therefore made it a challenge to how to nourish the weakened body.

Tobias saw the cause of this bizarre illness as a complication of malnutrition.

That is, if you restore health with a nutrient, the patient will bring it back.

"Complications…? But Lord Tobias. I'm not familiar with something called a medical condition that bursts from the inside and dies, is this also a complication?

"Let that be the part where future investigations await. Or maybe it's something that's endemic to the region. But in any case, those I've given special medications for mixing therapeutics with nutrients are recovering by the time many of them can move. I have no doubt it's working."

"The journey. Is that what it is..."

Missiello nodded, bewildered.

Tobias, on the other hand, is confident.

"Well, my medicine will actually work in this village, so I'd like you to keep an eye on Master Missiello."

Tobias laughed as he looked at the massive amount of nutrients he had prepared.

And the vast majority of the sick that took his medicine returned to life in that day.

The person was grumpy.

Because in just a few days, a lot of the plans went crazy.

Elves and clerics came to the epidemic of bizarre diseases.

No, it doesn't matter because the elves couldn't deliver any more results, but the clergy, apparently, has made a cure for the disease.

Twitch and suffer to kill.

It's like a miserable death that never helps, frightens you to death.

Kill the villagers in Mitsu.

I should have hoped so.

As it is, such a grief cannot be fulfilled either.

There must be no. That's not true.

"I thought there was no way I could make a pill that could cure that...!

But the smile overflowing with the villages made the person believe in the drug effect.

"Those priests..."

The person had a toothpick.

But it's still an acceptable amount of anger.

Because that parasitic species has room for improvement.

More vicious.

to suffer more.

Stronger improvements would render current medications and other useless.

That's right.

I'm not an easy substitute to deal with.

I have an overwhelming advantage, saying that I can continue to 'improve quality'.

And one more thing.

"Mud Waves" prepared for the time of day.

That, too, is ready for something else.

I mean, my 'win' doesn't work no matter what.

So one or so of the pills, let's put up with it.

The illness that I didn't think would heal is about to heal, and now I'm afflicted with an enhanced illness, and in the end, I'm going to suffer and die.

It would be more desperate to have hope once.

If you think about it, once they make a special effect, it might work positive.

The person thought so and headed to Azit.

……

There, stop your legs.

I came near Ajito and felt uncomfortable.

Unbelievably, the lights were leaking from Azit.

The entrance is a rock processed, and from a distance it should be impossible to determine it as an entrance or exit.

But the rock door in front of him was half-opened, and brilliant lights were spilling out, like sharpening the darkness of the night.

(Workshop found...... huh!? stupid...... huh!?)

Impossible.

There's not even a beast trail around, not in a place where people come.