Amaku Yasashii Sekai de Ikiru ni wa

"Then I shall return to my beloved."

"Thank you"

He breaks the beauty that makes him feel different when he is a creature different from himself, and the Spirit of the Wind disappears flutteringly.

Watching the remnants of the dull green hair disappear completely, I exhaled the breath I was packing.

No matter how many spirits Master Doyle has contracted, I have low combat ability and magic tolerance, and I can only confront them and force tension.

I don't know if it was originally or just because I'm Doyle's subordinate, but that spirit treats us in a casual way, too.

I was in a good mood even though you still let me use it. Some spirits were rare, I sincerely think.

But just because he's casual doesn't mean he's not nervous. Everybody freaks out before the overwhelming strong. 'Cause it's a spirit, isn't it? The instinctive fear that man feels for the Spirit is there.

No matter how hasty it is, the guy who makes you use it for a beings with a daunting name, such as the embodiment of nature, the proxy of God, would be about Doyle, albeit world-wide.

... Well, he's probably in person too.

I think of your husband, who started to get involved with Master Celery and then began to gain an international extraordinary strength, and I think about that.

Even this time.

Wang Metropolitan Guard headed there as part of his schooling. Normally, it should be something that takes a peek into the life and duties of a knight that is not normally seen, and challenges the knight in a relatively casual mood that, if successful, he may be given practical guidance.

Unlike the Abyss Forest, life is rarely in danger at the king's knees.

It was supposed to be safer and easier than last year's internship.

By mistake, it shouldn't have been an internship to compete with the Knights under the water, to board the mercenaries' Negijo, or to catch a medic who was producing suspicious drugs.

How is that supposed to get you something like this?

Think of that in your hands with the wraps and letters, the magic tools for communication, given to you by the Doyle-like contract spirits.

If you open a package that's only about the size of your palm, what came out was a magic medicine packed in the finest bottle of magic medicine preservation bottles.

Though about thumb, bottles crafted with precious demon ore, dragons and other materials are engraved with advanced magic that cannot be engraved unless you are a first-rate magician. It is a special bottle, commonly used for magic drugs of the kind known as theatrical drugs.

The accompanying letter reads: 'It's the finished medicine from the other day. I want you to find out the ingredient analysis and how powerful the medicine is'.

... What is Master Doyle doing in the King's Capital?

I mean, what happened to the internship?

I bite into a position where my husband says he is putting his foot into something dangerous, but can only know the aftermath.

If I were on your side, I could have helped him a little, and my mind would have been easier.

At a time like this, I feel bad about the inconvenience of a first grade difference.

The suspicious drugged worm carcass from Master Doyle and the letter arrived one night ago.

He discovered it in Wang Du, and he asked me to analyze it as soon as possible.

I had just returned from my practice at the fort and I was tired, but no other request came from Master Doyle. I woke up beating up the others and went into extracting, analyzing the medication as soon as possible.

It was only in the morning that I sent Doyle the results of that analysis.

I also have a tired internship and the rest of them are asleep like dead in the next room.

Until recently, I was a part of it, but I jumped to the possibility that I had been accidentally there, and I couldn't be there or not, and I came to this room to make sure.

And it is the coming of the Spirit who pulled out the material and was just looking into it.

Continue reading the general history of the letter.

And I found in the text, "Zenos Verch. Estimated age around twenty. I narrowed my eyes in a line of thin, dark hair with shallow green eyes.

... I wish I was worried.

Zero sigh when you look at the suspiciously glowing magic pills, letters, and materials spread over your desk for a gradually increasing unpleasant feeling.

I'd like to talk to Master Doyle right now, but he said to the Spirit who delivered this letter earlier, "'I'll contact you at night, so I want you to wait until then for questions.' He was a bummer and he seems busy".

... Do you want to do what you're asked to do for now?

The possibility that you noticed it accidentally and the materials that suggest it.

Off with them, I move on to preparing for the experiment.

I used to go somewhere a long time ago, like fatigue and drowsiness.

The sound of chatter and glass and laboratory equipment rubbing against each other in a single laboratory.

To tell you the truth, I want to do something I didn't realize, but I have decided in my heart that I will never imitate you to betray Master Doyle again.

Based on the information I've brought, it's up to Doyle to decide if she's worried or not.

This is not the case with the discovery of new drugs, etc., and it is close to miracles, such as when separate humans come up with similar ingredients and potent drugs in the near future.

... quite like that until Master Doyle contacted me.

As if to grin my chest, I narrow my eyes to the sun falling brightly from Jomtien, distracting myself from the list of ingredients of the two medicines that, coincidentally, were too similar.

And as if to distract me, I took the magic medicine Master Doyle sent me.

A suspiciously glowing purple medicine delivered by Master Doyle with a pipette and a glass box of stone. Put gloved arms on that box with holes in your arms on either side.

The stone is a stone, but the box is specially made to be used in Royal Castle to experiment with magic drugs. There are multiple stretches of detoxification magic and junctions to prevent the effects of the medicine from going outside the box. Of course, pipettes touching medicines are specially crafted and substitutes for buying a house with just the experimental equipment you have here.

Every time I use these expensive experimental instruments, I'm almost soaked in joy that I'm glad I came to this school, but today I'm in the mood.

Besides, there are only a few medicines left that have been analyzed.

He tightened his mind to avoid wasting precious medicines and carefully dropped them onto the stone.

Potsu, and the medicine that fell on the stone and spread, freshly sounded Joo, then foams the surface of Bukubuku and the stone.

After the bubbles disappeared, the stone surface was rotten as if it had melted.

Verify that the drug reaction is completely complete and write down the extent of the melt, the time that it was responding.

Then, the instrument is used to deceive a piece of the surface from a rotten stone.

Instead, add the Demon Stone and drop a drop of medicine as well.

After freshly making noises with Joo, the surface of Bukubuku and Demon Stone bubbled and melted.

The contents are then changed to repeat similar work.

An armor engraved with magic that increases magic resistance to rare ore and reinforced magic engraved weapons. All as soon as the medicine is applied, the surface bubbles, melts and rots.

Heartbeat is accelerated by the effect of the medicine that melts everything, whether it's material, magic or boundaries. I don't like it.

Put a breath away to distract the unpleasant tension that surrounds you, and I'll put in a box more defensive magic than the one I used to experiment with earlier.

And drop the medicine again.

Repeat the same experiment by turning the contents of the box into even higher ranked magic objects on medicines that had weaker reactions than previously. Likewise, ore and demon stones were each transformed into high-purity experiments.

The efficacy of the drug will be summarized by comparing the melt range and reaction time for each material obtained in the experiment.

In that way, when almost all the experiments have been completed and the results have also been compiled, the communications sent by Master Doyle communicate.

The area was completely dark and the stars were blinking in the sky.

"... I'm tired of waiting, Master Doyle"

'I'm sorry about that. I apologize for the inconvenience, even though the seniors have just returned from the fort - so, how are you doing? Senior Leo. "

"I'm already up for what I can do here. If you caught the killer, you already know, but it's a magic drug specializing in melting. Metals, stones, demon stones, demon ore, weak objects, and defensive magic melted. It has defenses and boundaries, so it's about the bottom to the third with a five-step rating to melt. If it's high-ranking defensive magic or junction, the medicine is bounced. Specifically, the common soldier's armor dispensed in the castle has melted in defiance of the defensive magic being applied. It is unclear whether the medicine itself is highly resistant to magic, disabling defensive magic, or dissolving every defensive magic. I can't verify this neighborhood without an eye-catching magician. I'm done analyzing the ingredients, but should I read them out?

'No, that's fine. Don't let there be any leaks in hearing, so go along with a compilation of the experimental results - and I was surprised to hear that they had just been delivered, but with a much quicker finish. That was very helpful, but are you guys all right?

"... the others are sleeping as hard as they can in the report I gave them this morning. It's time for the early guys to come back."

Feeling itchy for words that care about our bodies, I wonder if we did it alone or by ourselves. I didn't know how to tell you, but I told you honestly because it was a lie that I could tell you right away.

"No way, Senior Leo, did you experiment on your own?

I remember when I had just met Doyle and laughed when she was surprised and slightly angry.

... you can worry about people from the beginning.

I'm just a strange guy who comes a little over a dozen years ago to the habit of not being able to creep up on the worries of His Highness Gray and Robe that easily understandable.

I say that people can be fine and sweet to the habit of refusing to be sweet. In fact, even if it's sweet, it laughs and forgives me.

That one-sided favor is more pronounced the closer you are to Master Doyle. Because of Doyle's attitude, His Royal Highness and the robes are trying to protect him.

With that in mind, I zero a sigh of relief in Master Doyle's same personality.

He's a clumsy guy who honestly can't take people's favors and worries, but he's a sweet guy.

Excessively sensitive and intolerant of His Highness Gray, the robes and those who gather around them, but otherwise generally tolerant. The habit of being second only to the royal family gently flushes the weird name our people have given us, and our betrayal, and forgives us.

Such a Doyle would not make them worse when I told him I realized the possibility.

"Senior Leo. Really, are you listening? I'm very glad you're doing your best, and it's helpful, but don't let that get you sick. '

"Hey, Master Doyle. One thing I want you to hear."

'... what is it?

Little laughs and cuts the story to Master Doyle, who tells me about the novels that are usually said by Rove and His Highness Gray.

Although I have a slightly dissatisfied voice, I speak to Master Doyle, who seems to listen to me, about the possibility that I have noticed.

"- Remember last year when we were sleeping together, the meat we ate?

'Yes?'

"The one made by Sana 'a using a magic medicine with the name of [Round Secret Maturation Drug]. You remember that, right?

'... Yep. I remember.'

"That one in Sana 'a is mature, but the potency is fermentation. Fermentation and decay are pretty much the same if you look at the process alone. It breaks down the ingredients of meat and changes them into something else. Fermentation is beneficial to people, and corruption is harmful. Aging medicines made by Sana 'a promote more ingredient breakdown of meat"

I'll explain all at once to Master Doyle, who answered my question in confusion.

Master Doyle felt the confused air over the comms machine, but pretended not to notice and said the rest.

"The first pills the worms sent were clustered with, and the ingredients of Sana 'a's aging pills are almost together. If there is a difference, some highly toxic ingredients are added to the former. Even so, there are about three kinds. Seventy percent of the ingredients in the medicine that arrived today are the same as aging drugs."

"Senior Leo, it's"

"It's not easy to develop new drugs. It hasn't been two years since Sana finished her maturation pills, either. The study of medicines takes time. One or two years is enough to say the same period. In the near future, we can call it a miracle for separate humans to come up with similar ingredients and potency drugs."

"Eh."

I heard a breathing noise.

But I still didn't want to shut my mouth.

Speaking of which, Master Doyle knows what I'm trying to say.

But I still had some information to pass on to Master Doyle.

Even if it makes your position worse.

"They say the drug that was the source of the maturation pills was passed down from generation to generation in their villages. They use it to rot trees and build nursery beds to grow certain herbs."

I can hear the clams and the little noises coming from behind.

I've noticed from the beginning that someone was eavesdropping on my conversation with Mr. Doyle. Still, I told Master Doyle about the possibility I noticed.

My chest hurts from the look on that guy's face in the window.

If you can do something about it, do it.

But I'm not strong enough. There's nothing I can do for you.

Because I can't do anything, I wish I hadn't realized this. Even I don't want to imitate selling my body.

But more than that, there's me screaming that I don't want to imitate you betraying Master Doyle again.

At first I just ate into the superb bait presented.

But soon, hidden in its superb bait, I was wary of the expectations from Master Doyle.

I was impressed by His Highness Gray's unbending faith in trying to beg me, and I was impressed by his efforts to give me a stamp.

Dear Doyle is no different from us in facing the dreaded childhood taming, I learned intimacy that you would be a clumsy hungry ghost all the time if you were bad, and I saw the heroes in the relief and monstrous strength of this place.

Whenever I saw him respond to the princess in a way that seemed to illuminate him, or twitch to Master Celery, I was relieved by his human flavor.

He thinks he deserves to be worshipped by his husband as well as his character and the size of his vessel.

He's clumsy and gentle enough to be worried about watching. But I can rely horribly.

To see that face, he won't talk to Master Doyle from himself.

Yeah, I can see it. I miss Doyle the most.

Now that I have my mouth shut, sooner or later, Master Doyle will realize the connection between these guys and Zenos.

So I dare say that dialogue that stops.

Believe me, Master Doyle would protect them.

"What about the characteristics of the killer that Master Doyle caught?"

'... Yep'

"Zenos Verch. Estimated age around twenty. Skinny brunette with shallow green eyes"

Gatang! and the loud international noise echoes behind him.

I slowly look back at the sound and the look on the face of the guy I saw through the window.

And I told him the brutal facts to tell Ljeci, who sees me with a crying face.

"- Same color as Ljeci and Sana 'a. Two humans made similar medications in the near future. Besides, the color of those two eyes is the same time. I think it's too miraculous a match to get rid of everything by chance, Master Doyle."

I don't know what's going on.

Please, protect them, Master Doyle.