Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"I am well aware of Sir Malcolm's case. I would like to set up an opportunity for discussion with Sir Malcolm sometime. It should be noted that, as things stand, no change has been reported to the inhabitants of the Marquis. I'll call you back in case of an emergency, but I've been assigned to the people. '

It was on the comms. Such a reply came from my father. Can you say that Norman is more likely to be making fun of it?

I'm in the process of dispensing gastric drugs by spinning a large pot in the workshop.

According to Rosemary, the potency is medium, but the recipe is not precious. When I told him about Malcolm, he said that if I gave him every recipe, there would be no trouble later.

Therefore, I could have left the dispensing to a third party, but the recipe I received from Rosemary was less difficult to navigate, so I thought I would also have my own dispensing experience.

Well, still, it's a medicine that seems useful even on a daily basis: stomach medicine. There is a part about folding something if you wear it. The ingredients were to the point of alignment on the market, and it didn't cost that much money.

If you're thinking about Malcolm in the future, you should certainly develop an environment where you can dispense from recipes and raw materials. It would be ideal to not hang too much money and be able to procure medicines in Term Wills or Marquis Territory.

"I guess this is the place"

"You've made quite a few"

Viola, a workshop carrying blacksmith who was looking at the dimensions of Illum Hilt's new protective equipment, peeks this way and says:

"I just see a lot of it because it's in a big pot. To be able to store it, you need to skip water, dry it, then shredded and powdered."

"So who's squashing in that rind bowl over there?

Alfred tilts his neck. On the desk, the golem is working in parallel to stir the rind bowl.

"It smells kind of good"

I could see how Sheila cared about this one outside the window.

I'm trying to make curtains out of wind magic to keep the scent from leaking too much, but Sheila seems to detect me. Battle training is conducted in parallel in the courtyard of the workshop. Looks like we're exploring working with Mallane's manipulative saucers today. Mallane seems to be concentrating on controlling the saucer with a serious look on his face.

"That one is fragrance. If you mix it with wax and core it in the form of a candle, just leave it lit for a sedative effect"

This is for people to use it in parallel with stomach medicine.

It is a perfume that works against state abnormalities that have been described as confusion, confusion, and panic. Originally, it is a tool called Shizuka, which uses the method of returning the state to normal by allowing it to smell from the vial. This is to be diluted and tailored to an aromatic candle, so that it can be used on a daily basis.

"It smells like medicine. You make things, too."

Alfred laughs bitterly.

The gastric medication entered the next step. Water magic takes away only the moisture from the large pot. After that, if you finely crush what is left, it is complete. Do you want to try it once it's done?

"I'll bring it to Sir Malcolm later. I'd like to share my father's reply."

"Okay. I'm still tweaking my magic tricks."

"Because we're all going to continue our training like this... is the guard okay?

Today, Miss Ophelia, Alfred's fiancée, is also showing her face in the workshop. He puts out a table in the courtyard to see how the training goes.

"... Dear Ashley, have you always had such a hard time training?

"I think he's relatively quiet because Mr. Theodore is in the process of dispensing today."

"Really...... I'd like to invite Theodore to the Marquis de Foblester once to train the Knights."

Ofelia seems to be... chatting with Ashley, who went into a break in turnover.

Alfred watches Ophelia nodding with her hands on her chin with calm eyes before saying.

"Right. Talcott's coming to the gatekeeper in the afternoon. I guess that's the thickest fighting force I'm packing in the workshop right now among Term Wills. So you don't have to worry about me and Ophelia."

"Mmm. Copy that."

Talcott seems to be seriously attending the Peresford school building right now. Rosetta tells me that there are many voices among teachers who review talcots when they do this without complaining about one very plain training.

"Speaking of which, Talcott had a one-sided opponent."

"Heh. What kind of kid are they?

Chat with Alfred as he cools and solidifies the candles poured into the mould with water magic.

"He says he's a magician apprentice child attending Peresford School Hall. He was impressed to see Talcott working seriously on the foundation. I see you talking a little bit."

"You seem like a pretty good opponent. Yeah. What about Talcott's past?

Has Talcott broken into a conversation once he was injured by his fiancé?

The fallen Count Cardiff family is not a very good ingredient either. I hope I can get over it.

"Sounds like you know. He seems to be the son of an originally fallen quasi nobleman. Is that what you understand about Talcott?

Right...... I hope it works out.

Grab a bottle filled with powder and a box filled with candles and take the Fei Long to the Royal Castle.

What Malcolm usually packs is a tower to the east, built near the Knight's Tower. The eastern tower is a collection of so-called bureaucratic functions. It is also the place where officials and aristocrats working in the royal castle practice.

As we entered the east tower, there was a counter that seemed to be receptionist as soon as we entered the entrance.

"What can I do for you today?

The receptionist stands in front of the counter. He calls me when he admits what I look like.

"Excuse me. My name is Theodor-Gartner. Sir Malcolm-Broderick has something for you."

When you name it, the receptionist opens her eyes.

"Yes, can you reveal yourself as an ambassador of the other world? Thank you very much for not knowing your face!

"Oh, no. Don't worry, I don't really show my face to the royal castle."

"Yes, sir"

The receptionist changed her blood phase, so she holds it down with her hands.

"I come to tell Sir Malcolm."

"Because it's not a rush. After this, we're going to report to the King's Tower."

Though I said, as a receptionist, I guess I'll be going to Malcolm soon to let him know. Make it Malcolm. Make it a receptionist, I don't mean to distract you too much while you're busy.

The precautions for using the medicine are stated on the paper where the recipe was written, so if you could give it to me, I would run out of errands.

"Uh. Sir Malcolm can take care of it later."

"Then we will contact the king's tower. I was wondering if I could tell you Sir Malcolm's plans if you'd wait at the hotel."

"Regards"

The servant led me straight through to a room that looked like a guest room at the reception hotel.

Malcolm came to the room after waiting awhile for a cup of my servant's brewed tea.

"Dear Theodore, thank you very much for waiting."

"Sir Malcolm...... Weren't you on your way to work?

"No. Never mind. I've got a job set aside."

Hmm. I'm telling you, what do you think? You might have done something sorry for rejecting it.

"I mean, you carried the medicine..."

"I've been dispensing. The medications and precautions are also written on paper."

"The ambassador did the dispensing? But the... Just take it."

Malcolm could see some confusion.

I know how that feels. It's not healthy to make too many loans. Do we go somewhat to business rides here?

"Okay. So what if you try it and if it works, you get paid for it?

"... thanks for the overlapping courtesy. Embassy Palace"

Malcolm lowers his head deeply when he brightens his expression.

In the meantime, it will continue to be difficult to explain precautions for use, doses, dosages, etc. I have written a note on the paper, but I will only do the least I can ask if there are any allergies.

"It's a prototype even for me, so - oh no. I tried it myself to make sure it was safe. Because it's part of the training. You don't need to be taken so heavily. If you have medicine incense, let us know what you think later."

"We will definitely report to you"

Apparently, there are no problems with the use of the medicine. Apparently, Malcolm was thanked outside the difference.

I dropped him off in front of the hotel because there's something I've put in the form of letting him out on the way to work.

"You must not go wrong with a servant who comes to contact you. It's fine around here."

"Right. So for today, around here..."

And as we were having a conversation in the square in front of the squad, someone approached us there.

I don't know who I am, but I can see Malcolm's reaction in acknowledging the man and who he is in the face.

The man grinned slightly towards Malcolm and said.

"Hey, long time no see, brother."

Norman-Broderick. Looks like you've been climbing the castle... but what the hell are you doing here in the royal castle?