Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

As soon as you step into the room, a strong smell of medicine sticks in your nose.

The voice came to me as I managed to endure my choking.

"I'm a long time, Your Highness Nahat"

When you look at your eyes, you will first see a large bed. Next, he met an elderly man who was leaning back on his stacked pillows.

The hair and beard stroked behind are pure white, and the depressed eyes are white and cloudy. The hands peeking out of the loosely made white clothes look thin and dead. The wrinkled face has a slight resemblance like a tree ring, but I can't believe it ... I really didn't want to believe it.

"... It's been a long time. Sir Gearster."

The Gyaaster family, head of the western area including Grenze. I was shocked by the unusual appearance of Heinz von Geierster.

Looking at me as stunned as I couldn't hide my surprise, Lord Gearster smiled bitterly. His gentle eyes, like his grandfather who screams at a crying child, certainly felt familiar.

"Please forgive the disrespect of exposing an unsightly figure to you."

"No ... this is rude."

I apologize for my rudeness, though it is awkward. He then sat on a chair beside the bed as recommended.

The closer you get, the deeper the smell of the medicine. Another smell throbbed the nostrils, slipping into it. It resembles something that I sniffed by my mother just before her death. I felt like I saw God at the death of an old man smiling calmly and raising a scythe.

I heard you had a heart problem, but your condition may be more serious than you might have imagined.

"I was going to lose to young people, but these days I'm not going to be awake anymore. I don't want to grow old."

Sir Geerster's face is just gentle on the tube, and there is no feeling of jealousy or envy of youth.

When he met a few years ago, he had a strong body that didn't feel old, and he had an outstanding sword arm. He seemed embracing his fate, regretful of not being able to hold the sword alone or even standing alone.

However, a shadow is over the eyes of Lord Gearster who suddenly erased his smile.

The right hand placed on the futon is slowly lifted. The fingertips that opened with severe and slow movements were shaking, perhaps because of no power. He stares at the empty palm.

"But there was something I could see for the first time this way. I didn't know anything about my son, Philip."

The voice that had been beaten had a resounding sound.

I don't know what the relationship was between a robust lord and a sick son. But if ... if they walked, maybe there was another future. With that thought, I shook my head to counter my silly thoughts. Even if you think, etc., what has already happened cannot be done without it.

"Sir, talk about your son ..."

"I have heard that how many sons have suffered because of my son's folly. There is no telling. Philip von Giaster's sin is a parent and a Gyaaster landlord. I am willing to accept any disposition. "

"... The disposition is still pending.

Priority was given to treating the disease, but the decision should be made soon.

On behalf of the lord, if you think that it was a decision not to spread the disease, it is probably not a death penalty. After deprivation of identity, is the imprisonment appropriate in the temple? The Gherasters will not be demolished, but the western lord will be replaced by another person.

Not only is his ability as an individual excellent, but he has a strong desire for him, and he can not find Heinz von Geier, a favorite of his men and subordinates. It's a painful story.

"On your will"

Lord Peggy Astor looked down and dropped his head.

Temporary silence. The expression of Sir Geerster who raised his face was dignified, and the gentle elder changed to the face of the lord.

"Sometimes your Highness. If you can forgive, please tell us about the current status of the epidemic."

"At present, the case is isolated in a forest in the southwest forest. Johann stays in the forest and takes care of me while I return to the royal capital to get supplies, including medicines and food. became"

"... His Highness Johann"

Lord Peggy Astor frowns and mutters in a painful voice.

Johan was closer to Sir Gearster than I was. Johann's nephew, or rather, his son, was so adorable that he knew he was in a dangerous place.

"But the disease is a new kind, and the effect cannot be expected if you bring the existing medicine. In such a situation where the occupation is blocked in all directions, the help of the princess of the neighboring country has helped and the light has come to light."

"... Is it your princess of the neighboring country, is she the sister of Her Highness?"

Sorry, unexpectedly, Sir Gearstar is light and dazzling.

I nodded at his words and continued talking.

"Yes. Her Royal Highness Princess Rosemary has not only delivered me a silver bullet, but also brought in many good pharmacists. In addition, she is also helping to treat the sick in the village."

`` Your princess will treat the sick himself !? ''

Sir Peggy Astor's surprise wasn't the same as before. Putting his hand on his chest and rubbing his back, coughing out whether the sudden loud voice was bad.

After breathing deeply, Lord Gheester, who thanked me, sank into the cushions behind him. He exhaled long and relaxed his mouth.

"I was sorry to hear that the grown-up Princess Johan returned to the face of a young boy when it came to her sister. I had heard that she was kind and beautiful ... You look more like my imagination. "

I agree with the word more than imagined.

I knew Johann's deep love for her sister, so she didn't trust her reputation a bit. I don't say it's overrated, but it's a bit exaggerated.

However, the Princess, who actually met, easily overturned my expectation.

"Is an excellent pharmacist holding the Nebel royal family?"

"No. I haven't heard the details yet, but probably not. Because Johan didn't even know about the silver bullet, I'm guessed that he probably hired a pharmacist from another country."

Sir Peggy Astor shows his thoughts for a while. I looked at me with an expression that seemed to come to my mind.

"From another country ... if, from Flamme?"

"... Oh, sure, it seemed to come from the direction of Flamme."

Speaking of that, Lord Gearster broke his face.

I throb and laugh, I don't understand his idea and I'm confused.

"Lord?"

"I'm sorry. It seemed like I was a little nervous.

Sir Gearster laughed at me, who was so confused and confused.

"The one who thought she was a fairy tale was never a hero of Adventure Tan."

"Is your princess a hero?"

I thought I was like a princess or a saint who escaped from the fairy tale.

But it is not. She is a hero, says Sir Gearster.

"I've heard that a family of pharmacists live deep in the hills of Flamme. Even with the vast knowledge and skill of a royal doctor or pharmacist, no one can kneel to anyone. It's an unbroken, solitary clan.It was even thought that the existence itself was a myth because of the small number of sightings, but if they recognized the Princess as her master ... "

"... That's ridiculous."

"Yes, so it's a hero."

Sir Gearster nodded at my stunned words.

But no rebuttal comes to mind. The ability to find and cooperate with a family of pharmacists, such as a fairy tale. Despite knowing that the illness is popular, he jumps into the midst of himself. Kindness that cannot be overlooked even though it is not a crisis in your own country. Everything seemed to fit the conditions of a hero.

In the middle, the meeting time will end while you are stunned.

For a while, I stayed at Grenze.

Send supplies sent from the royal capital to the forest and arrange necessary items as needed. Organize information while watching doctors and pharmacists' health status. He helps the marquis who came on behalf of the lord of Grenze, while also paying attention to the city.

The number of sick people isolated in the forest increased from time to time, but most went smoothly.

And one month later.

The last sick was completely cured, and the hero who looked pretty with my friend Johan returned to the city.

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