Alchemist outside Wang Du - It was a hassle profession, so I will take it easy to run a store

Fighting Behemoth is still ongoing.

Knights, magic divisions and adventurers in battle are fighting together, but Behemoth, the legendary warcraft, can hardly be left to suffer fatal injuries. Fortunately, when it comes to the legendary behemoth, he was a small individual in it.

But the horns and fangs, Behemoth's greatest weapon, have yet to be broken, and no one has been able to stop them.

Among them, the good fight was between a woman swordsman named Letia, who scolded Daisy in front of the gate, and a heavy warrior named Marc, an adventurer whose name he didn't even know who went back with his arms back. Fathers, the Royal Palace Demon Instructors are also working hard to respond.

I was paying the necessary potions free of charge to support them at all.

"Burning Fire Hell (Inferno)!"

That's what your father said.

"Warriors around the Behemoth, get away from the perimeter!

When instructions flew from the Magic Division, the warriors, who were flocking to Behemoth, retreated from the spot at the same time.

When your father raises both his arms, a large flame swirls in his palm and hits it with a behemoth. The flame then persists, even as Behemoth tries to shake it off, and burns itself. The hair of the beast fills the area with the smell of the skin burning meat.

Behemoth is bitter and anguished and rampant.

By the time the flame had finally disappeared from its body, Behemoth had been deprived of the moisture in his eyes and had lost his vision.

"That's Henry from [Robbery Flames]!

The Magic Division hails at the magical power of your father.

... I didn't know your father had two names.

I offer my mana potion from the bottom to my father on top of the Great Magic.

"Thanks... but I'll talk to you later"

I offered my hand, and while I received my mana potion, your father told me.

... I knew it would be a sermon later.

But also the joy of springing up.

I lost my eyesight and an exasperated behemoth burst into a mess. The horns and fangs are still alive. Very dangerous. And he tried a special attack, blind and relying only on the signs of those who just felt it.

"Dangerous!

Marc rushes toward Letia, sheltering Letia, who is about to get caught up in Behemoth's special attack. And at that time, just unluckily, Marc's belly was deeply decided by Behemoth's fangs.

"Grr..."

Marc suppresses his belly, spreads his face to pain and sweats.

"Marc!"

Letia, sheltered by Marc, crawls to the ground and waits for Behemoth's special attack to pass.

"Sorry, out of potion. Please put up with the pain for a while."

Having said that, and checking her safety, Letia immediately took Marc's shoulder and avoided him until he was inside the gate.

"Somebody! Somebody! Potion......"

"I'll see. Because there's a potion."

I restrain myself from trying to cry out for help, and I look at Marc's grubby belly. For a moment, the scar that was partially taken with its gut raises the feeling of vomiting. but barely put up with it.... that's not the case.

"What does a child...!

Letia protests against me. Naturally, I am a child. But there's something I can do now for an alchemist.

"Yes, I'm just a kid! But there's something I can do as an alchemist!

I screamed to tell myself more than to tell Letia.

"He's got a part of his gut. I'll use the high potion."

That's what I say, hypothesize that wound. Then, the missing gut regains its original form of exuberance and arrives beautifully in the stomach. And the muscles, the flesh, the fat, what I said epidermis would be covered and there would have been no tragic scars.

"... Ha!

Marc seems to have gotten easier with the severe pain gone, inhaling heavily. After repeating some rough breathing, the breathing gradually calms down.... It's all right now.

"Marc!"

Letia was hugging Marc, shaking her shoulders and crying.

"... I thought no..."

Marc puts his arms up and strokes Letia's head with a pomp.

"... Huh? If I wasn't here, who wouldn't take care of you?"

Letia was filling Marc's chest with a face.

"My lady!

Marcus, who was creating an extra potion, runs through the crowd.

"Marcus! We haven't got enough potion yet! Hand it out, too!

I give instructions to Marcus, who has come.

Marcus began to distribute potions as he answered the voices around him.

I see wounded warriors. Watch the warcraft ravage and ravage the warriors with scratches.

"... Fairy, Spirit, Spirit King. Can I only keep an eye on people who get hurt?"

What I can do, back hand. It's only a recovery after you get hurt. It's sad to see wounded people. Their pain strikes my heart as hard as my own.

When a glimmer of tears spread on my cheek and spilled on a small leaf that could be called a weed that grows on the earth.

In my head, I heard that voice.

'... Daisy. What are you crying about?'

A harsh and gentle voice echoes in my head, surrounded by green light.

"I have no power to protect everyone. Is it because you are a child? It's sad that we all get hurt and suffer."

The strong green light eventually took on a human shape and took on the appearance of an adult man with leaf feathers. Her hair is long and she wears a crown knitted with branches with young leaves on her head.

"Don't cry, Daisy, that wasn't helpless. Don't cry, my sweet, sweet child... he couldn't give up the realm of people and demons and invaded them, hurting too much what was supposed to live here. I am the Green Spirit King, and that lament is my lament.... help me '

Yes, when the Green Spirit King declares, the trees around, the grasshoppers, and all manner of 'green family' glow green. Then, from the green ground and from the great trees, a tsubaki of green grows and heads to the behemoth.

And the commandment of Tsu is entangled in the body of Behemoth, sealing the movement. Wherever Behemoth waves the commandment, the tougher the commandment becomes, and Tsu begrudges the beast. And it's no longer appropriate to move its biggest murder weapon, its horns and fangs.

"" "Now!

The Magic Division and the Adventurer's Magic Instructors unleash magic simultaneously. Even if it is hurt by its magic, nevertheless, the temple of commandments plays anew.

"I owe you Marc!

Restored Letia runs.

When he came before the commanded beast, he jumped high, and toward his eyebrows, he put on his whole weight and stabbed his sword deep.

That blade penetrates the skull of the beast and destroys its interior.

How... and the beast fell as he rolled up the earth and dust.

Then the lion, who had admonished Behemoth, loosened and returned to the earth, and eventually disappeared from the earth.

"My darling Daisy. I'm not gonna cry anymore... Bye '

A green Spirit King disappeared as if softly dissolving into the air when he wiped the traces of tears left on my cheek.