Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

It was time for the celebration to be over mood, and the samurai were in a hurry. If you wonder what it is, perhaps His Majesty the King of Wolfaneer walks while flirting.

Because Mr. Geraldine is 38... about 58 years younger? You're old. Because of the illness?

"Who is the Holy Virgin?

In a voice that often passes, perhaps His Majesty the King said.

"... It's not a vessel called the Virgin, etc., but I think it's me. Call me Rosalind."

"Miss Rosalind. Thank you for saving my country as king. I want to reward you with something. Do you have a wish?"

The hands that touched me were cold. I'm shaking slightly. There was a distinct spot on his wrist.

"… Your Majesty, then one. I have a favor to ask."

"Hmm, let me know."

"My brother is studying pharmacology. I'd like to see my brother. It is in my opinion the presence of His Majesty that Cristia and Wolfaneer are in friendship. I am not saying that Wolfaneer's medicine is inferior to Christia's. But my brother is better than me and better at his knowledge of medicinal herbs. Why don't you bet?"

"... Hmm. Come on. It's not long as it is anyway. Then you can bet."

"Your Majesty!?

The Silver Wolf Beast Man supposedly nearby surprises me.

"And you, my brother..."

"... here we are"

"You're young."

Staring at his brother, King Wolfaneer told him.

"Yes, but my brother put his seat in the magic court at this age and, as a researcher, he already called his talent" don't hurdle up. My name is Rubert-Rosenberg. Your Majesty is looking hard, and can I see you in a separate room?

My brother blocked me. I didn't lie to you. Even I wanted to brag about my brother sometimes.

"Come on."

His Majesty the King nodded, and only me and my brother were allowed into the separate room.

We were put through to the reception room. His Majesty the King paid me when he entered. My brother took care not to get nervous.

"Brother, there was a spot on His Majesty's wrist"

"... indeed. Your Majesty, answer some questions."

"Hmm?"

I had asked Jess about the symptoms beforehand, but my brother listened in more detail. They even bothered to create a questionnaire, so I'll check and fill it in.

"I understand Your Majesty's illness. I will prepare the medicine. [M] I know you want to coordinate with the most trusted doctor in the Royal Palace, can you please?

"... um"

As soon as His Majesty the King rang the bell that was at his desk, the proximity appeared and he seemed to be a weak dog beast... a wooden dog? brought.

"I'm Tosarken, the court doctor."

Even though you look like a firewood dog, Tosa dog? That's another hell of a gap.

"Excuse me, I'm going to make it up in the infirmary."

I asked my brother to fuck off.

"Don't you purify it?

"His Majesty is quite weak, so suddenly he risks a load on his heart if he purifies it. It's easier to cure them one by one."

"I see."

That's my brother. In fact, he had asked his brother not only for food difficulties, but also for the King's physical recovery. My brother's herbs played a role in improving my mother's frailty.

Jess told me the symptoms beforehand, and my brother seemed pretty squeezed.

Even with my brother's hand, it's possible to make preparations, but he finally has something he wants to look into, and he's going to the infirmary.

"Wow..."

My brother, my brother. Don't lose sight of your purpose, okay? Sounds fun.

"Brother."

"Oh, excuse me. Okay, let's get started."

At the direction of his brother, Mr. Tosarken serves the herb precisely. Where I put some out, my brother looked up.

"This is no good. It's moldy."

"Huh? Oh, this is susceptible to getting worse ~. I have to re-order..."

"This too. When it shrivels, the medicine becomes less effective. This isn't dry enough."

Wouldn't this be too monkey to manage... my brother is in a bad mood.

"Ah, haha..."

"I went around a lot of clinics on first aid, but mostly they were poorly managed. I didn't think it would even reach the royal palace. I think it's about Wolfaneer to use moldy herbs on the king."

Sure. On the contrary, I wonder if food poisoning doesn't happen because of the medication...

"Oh, hahahahaha"

"I don't want to use this preservation herb on boulders. I'll make it up to you."

My brother formulated a special magic medicine that used you in Mandragola. My brother, Mandragola, you are... a little unusual. I'll explain more next time.

Furthermore, my brother gave me directives.

"Rosalind, cook a nutritionally balanced dish that Your Majesty is likely to eat. I'm just like my mother and I have terrible bigotry. This won't cure anything."

"... I'll do my best"

I ended up making a rice cooker with stock. Even though Kristia only had Thai-American rice, Wolfaneer had regular Japanese-American rice! I would love to make this a souvenir! Aside from that, His Majesty the King cracked his nose.

"... looks delicious... looks like my appetite has returned for the first time"

"Really? Go ahead."

"Um... yummy!!

His Majesty the King is obsessed with flattening the rice cooking...

"Replace!

Um... there were three servings, right? I also served the braised oak meat that I was going to give the dilk, but I ate the pepper. Your appetite is awesome!! Or, Your Majesty, how are you? Sick and weak settings Where have you been??

"Hmm... my body is light too!

"To, brother? It works so fast?

"No? Maybe His Majesty is stronger than normal and recovers faster..."

My brother is also pulling a dong. It looks as if His Majesty the Bone Skin Muscle Emonastic has rejuvenated.

Obviously, he looks in good health. He only took his brother's medicine once... and it didn't work this well, he formulated it so that it worked loosely to avoid burdening him only. Why not?

The next day, His Majesty had become someone else.

"Whoa, I'm here to thank you! Oh, my God, my brother is amazing!

The smiling look looks just like Mr. Geraldine. That's right, you're a parent and child. The skin was shiny and hairy, and His Majesty the King had become a completely youthful uncle.

"Brother, do drugs work so fast?

"There's no way out. You're out of standard."

My brother is donning. Ma, well, it's okay because it's healed!

And then my brother scolds me for swinging a spear in the courtyard and still getting sick, and he shows off his tea eyes that he eats too much greasy BBQ and can't eat the special menu for physical recovery I made, or that he scolds me for drinking on his own and scolding us. I found you to be just like your stupid son to your personality.

And I thought I figured out Jess' position in this country, like, three hardship guys (Jess) apologizing to us. That's why you're here as the person in charge. That's tough.

hey, whatever it is, health comes first, right?!