At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Ah, the powder is dancing and my eyes are! My eyes hurt! Itchy!"

"You either help or you interrupt!

"Woman Meri, it's not for detailed work or anything, so sit tight..."

In the step of aligning the ingredients of the medicine, Mr. Merrieb is already useless. I have a lot of it by the powder, and I don't have a problem with it as long as I smoked it a little, but I can't let this guy have the medicine.

Even though I feel like I could count on a grandmother in the union.

"Mr. Merrieb, please, just sit there."

"Ah."

Mr. Merieb reluctantly sits in the chair next to his grandmother and looks at the work.

"Nothing. You can leave."

"I need to see the results. More than I asked."

I see, does it feel like Mr. Merrieb is here with a sense of responsibility?

He seems to treat me as much as Mr. Branch Manager in the union, and I guess that's a sissy place.

"Mr. Berrell, can you take it that way?

"What, this?

"Yeah, that's it"

I can't move because my hands are blocked, Berel, so I'll have you take your medicine, and then I'll finish the work at hand.

Fundamentally, what we do is plain. Rinse, sieve, round, simmer, rub it.

Close to making sweets. I'll measure the amount and make it.

"You're not that bad at all. But, well, that's normal. I was surprised by the spiritual stones earlier, but the work is extremely normal"

Well, then you will. I'm rather nervous, so it's a little slow.

'Cause I'm scared. Spirit stones, other tools, things that have no effect on the human body, I'd make them more effortless, but they're drugs.

People use it to make things that affect that person's body, so be careful.

"I guess the invisible part isn't normal though"

"What do you mean?

"What were you looking at earlier..."

To your grandmother's words, Mr. Merrieb tilts his neck. Well, Mr. Merrieb doesn't seem to have any knowledge of that system, so I don't think he can help it.

If I didn't even know what I was doing... no, don't know what I'm doing. Because I can see it with my eyes.

"Like a spiritual stone earlier, it draws its power, but it keeps it attached to the material."

"Oh, I see. Instead of taking out the force, you amplify the force and keep it there."

"That's what I'm saying. I don't know how far you're going."

As explained by my grandmother, in order to extract more power from that medicine than it can perform as it should, I draw strength so that the material does not fail, and I stably suppress it in the material as it is.

All the ingredients are mixed together in the same way while being treated.

"But you're just as handy as Berel."

"Well, I'm sure it's because we're also processing alchemy."

Oh, Berel, can you make medicine normally, too? What do you mean? He seems to be better at simple tasks than me.

Will he not be taught alchemy? Or are you on your way to teaching?

If he were to succeed, Grandma would be relieved.

He was probably ready to make it, and the work is likely to be done by evening, as there are many items that had some down-treatment.

It's medicine I'm making, so it's scary but fun. After all, this is how you make something fun.

I guess I'll make something sometime. Alchemy or technician, but I want to make something interesting.

"It's late! If you do that, the sun will go down! Consider efficiency!

"Yes!

"Berel! Get me some spare tools! You do the simple work!

"Wow, okay, I'll get it"

"You have to do this before you do that!

"Yes!!

He was an old lady who had been watching my work for a while, but instructions began to fly as to whether he had boiled his business down to hands-on slowness on the way.

And I shouldn't have taken that instruction for granted.

"If you can, do it from the beginning!

And, angry, and then more and more instructions came banging for work efficiency. I'm doing it whilst saying hi-hi on the way to the boulder.

This old lady, as an alchemist, isn't that far, but as a pharmacist, she looks like a veteran, and I guess she can't keep her mouth shut anymore.

"Ko, is this good?

"You don't have to check to figure it out! Next. Next!

"Yes, no!

Let's be scared. This man also seems to be compelling like Mr. Merrieb.

"Which one should I do, Mr. Tallow!?

"You'll see when you see it! You've been watching my work for years!

"Ugh, yes"

I brought you some tools, Berel. You ask me for directions. but my grandmother's anger flies before I give her instructions.

Like scared, like this old lady is really scared.

In the meantime, I'm going to work faster so I don't get mad at you. I have already divided the bad stuff if I don't try to be precise in a single portion, so all I have to do is mix it up or process it.

"Look, just do it! We don't always have time at any time!

"Haha, come on, young people"

The work proceeds with the instructions of my grandmother, who keeps jumping, and the laughter of Mr. Merrieb, who looks to enjoy it, echoing into the workshop.

However, if you follow your grandmother's instructions and act, the work will go really efficiently. Don't learn this now.

"Oh, it's over..."

"One, I'm tired..."

All the work is done, me and Berrell. Berel, you did a great job. I mean, I follow this teaching every time. I respect you.

I almost cried a few times along the way.

"Hmm."

Grandma has a serious view of the medicine she has made. Is your grandmother the one who can tell?

"I thought if I did it at that speed, I'd fail at something, but you did it to the end."

That's what I say, put the medicine in your hand.

Oh, maybe that speed, it's a failure premise?

Please stop, I'm dead. No, stop it, it's bad for the heart.

It's good because it's not the kind of medicine that explodes or spreads damage all around you, but if it fails, I can't even see the cost of materials alone.

It's expensive, really.

"I wonder how good your teacher is."

Say it with a gentle smile, old lady. Oh, I'm so happy about something. Right, if I fail here, my master, Mr. Aroness, is going to lower it, too.

Good. I'm really glad I didn't fail. It's good to include the fact that if they found out they failed, they wouldn't know what they'd done.

"Atashi intends to excel there as a pharmacist, but as an alchemist, he's down there. So I'll take a look at your handiwork and trust you there. All of this is fine."

The old lady looks at the medicine and mouths the evaluation. Well, it's not the main business, and you don't have the power to identify on that side, so you tried to identify it in your area of expertise.

He was yelling at me like he was getting his ass slapped, but I think he admitted it.

"It's just that if you can do what you said the first time, it doesn't have to be the speed of the last one, do it a little faster."

"Oh, yes."

But at the end of the day, no. They did. Well, can't you do that?

"Now you're settled. No, I was so cold sweating that I couldn't handle the country's requests."

I say with a laugh that Mr. Merrieb has haha. Oh, this was a request from the country.

"Sorry about that. It bothered me."

"It's true. We're old, so don't push it."

"I don't think that's what the bitch said a few days ago."

When my grandmother honestly apologizes, Ms Merrieb says a subtle word about whether she's worried or not.

My grandmother says it back without losing, but she doesn't look comfortable.

"Me and you worked out differently. If I can't hold my sword sometimes, I'm retired."

"Right. I can't imagine you holding a sword."

You're the lifelong active type, aren't you, this guy?

As a pharmacist, I think that's the type. Berel, I want you to do your best.

I want you to give me a break already. I'm so scared.