Seijo no Hazu ga, Douyara Nottoraremashita

And finally, when the big turtle arranged by our dear dean Sartana arrived, Father Austin said as he slapped his hips to see that it was still high.

"Oh, I'm so glad! This will set you free! Ah, is it painful for this old man? Oh, my back hurts - my neck hurts -"

"... Father, from what I can see, it's not that bad, but I'll also thank you and cure it."

That's what I said, and I wiped out the black smoke that I could see on the priest's hips, neck and eyes with one hand.

The interaction is no longer a daily routine at the end of each day's work these days.

"... thank you, anise ~, but I'm already old, so I'll soon get tired everywhere. Ah, I don't want to get old again ~"

"Father, suddenly you smell older."

"Chi."

I mean, you see how easily I was stretching out the tough ones on my journey?

Besides, if it gets a little spicy, I'll heal quickly, right?

They've been using it to bathe in my potions lately, and it looks like you're much better than the even busier director here.

Still, Father Austin seems happy to be freed from this monotonous task, so if you can do it yourself, I'll turn it around in the future.

I thanked the priest for thinking so.

But the priest thought he would leave the room with a candle, and for some reason he sat still in the chair by the window and began to take a leisurely tour of my work. Why? Lolo is on his lap.

Yeah, that's good. I also want to face the sun with Lolo. It's a warm, privileged seat. Ah, that's why the priest fought.

However, if we did pump water into the big turtle and apply magic of each effect, such as "the heat" one by one, we could make a lot of potions together, and it was surprisingly easier.

From now on, I'll have the contents transferred and transported in small containers that are small enough for each person to carry. You can have each department or clinic do the work of subdividing the vials.

Oh, convenient. It would be nice if the person carrying it were lighter. I wonder why I haven't noticed before.

Was there a fixed notion that potions were in vials?

I'm a tough guy.

"Anis, is it possible to make twice as much?

Hmph, the priest who was smiling at the window told me that I was satisfied with the mood.

"I can do it anytime. I'm sure I'll be able to fill this room."

Maybe if you're in sight, you'll be all right?

I wonder if you can put it in stone.

"I see. Do you want to try it?

That said, I went out to the garden to pick up the stone when I tried.

Hmm. What do you want?

For wounds, for heat? What do we do now?

When I thought about it, the priest said.

"Can we get things right so we can get well? It's pathetic to see Lord Sartana looking busy. Even though we used to work together a lot in the past, there must be a lot of stress in working so hard."

Well, if I were to give it to the director, I'd sleep well and cheer you up... so that you can "heal" and get better overall, right? It's not bad to sell aphrodisiacs to people who hire me.

Is that it? I was just saying something that looked like the past.

Were they working together somewhere? That's not a battlefield, is it?

Well, okay. I know that Director Sartana is taking the initiative to work around the clock, so I hope I can be of any help.

I quickly put magic into the stone and said, "My illness is healing and I'm feeling better."

This is the first time I have been able to put magic into a stone, so I will try my hand as a precaution.

I see, it was hard to put magic into the stone so that I could understand why all the treatment-related things were distributed in potions, but it still seemed that I could manage to put in a little bit after working hard for a while. Perhaps healing magic is hard to dissolve into solids.

Yeah, but there's still room for the stone itself. Bye, then.

"Sleep well."

"I feel so good."

I can concentrate.

When I was practicing and I was in a good mood and had a lot of scratches, when there was a stone, it suddenly split in half.

Speaking of which, did you forget to see the spare power of the stone? It's hard to understand stones anymore.

"Oh... fufufufu. Looks like you put too much magic in it. This stone seemed to be the limit. But there seems to have been a lot of magic, so I'll give this big one to Saltana, and the smaller one to me."

What's going on? As I looked at the broken stone and twisted my neck, the priest came closer and took the broken stone with him.

Yeah, you're right. Well, I hope both of them are well.

But is it hard to put magic into something other than water?

But the magic of cleaning and fire was embedded in stones and cleaning tools, right?

I wonder if magic changes its nature. And the magic related to treatment was that it was easily dissolved in water.

Speaking of which, I have thought about my magic "how far can I go", but I don't think I have much pursuit of "what can be done" or "how to use it".

Rather, when the priest told me to do it, I often found out that it was the first way to do it.

Hmm?

Well, it's going to be a little easier to make potions from today, so you might want to try a lot on your free time.