Behind that column. In the big carriage that was at the rear --

"... Really, really? ~. Can't help but be scared and scared when your grandson who is an adventurer will get hurt ~. So, what's your role at the adventurer's party? Huh? Gilmouth ~? That's a role I've never heard of ~"

"... heh. Grandpa, you've lived here for such a long time.... 150 years ago? Really............... Huh?

—— and there was the appearance of Cortex and Randy, who converse with the old men who were no longer able to move because of the poisoning caused by insecticides.

Those two seemed to be listening to the public as they looked at the patient's condition. But the content of the story is as if it were a story of different dimensions... Words of unbelievable content seemed to fly across Russia.

By the way.

Randy was attached there, not least because he was kidnapped by Cortex, or because he was followed by force majeure in the course of the story. Though temporary, the patients in the institution they serve —— the elderly people who also live in the neighborhood -- came to see what was happening when they heard about being invaded and paralyzed by poison. That was not a decision she had made arbitrarily, but also in consultation with officials at the institution. Perhaps they decided that a contact Randy should accompany them rather than someone else at the treatment center who had no idea about the Cortex.

Such a Randy looked at the fold of the story and asked Cortex, listening to the elderly, thinking it was a joke.

"Um... Master Cortex?

"Master Randy ~? Don't be afraid, feel free to call me" Cor ”~? Oh, but please just stop being" Cortez "~? Because I'm not Mexican or Spanish ~"

"Uh... I don't know, but I get it. Now, please don't call me" Dear. "

"Really? Really? So again ~... Lan? Is there a question ~?

"La, Lan...... So, then, corsa m... cor. One thing I'd like to ask you, what are the insecticides that are paralyzing these people and depriving them of their senses? I don't think so..."

"The wood vinegar solution my concubine was making ~, it's not ~? Unless you drink or bathe it directly, it won't poison you."

"What... is it poison if I drink it?!

and Randy how he remembered when he used the same drying and distilling device that was making the wood vinegar solution to produce alcohol and drink it. Apparently, she thought Teresa had poisoned her.

"That reaction ~... what if you already drank it ~?

"Actually... I had been explained to Theresa what alcohol was like, and at that time it was a device that was making wood vinegar liquid, distilling a broken alcohol and mouthing the alcohol that came out of it..."

"I see. Well, the concubine should know the area too, so I think she cleaned the interior properly and then distilled it ~? But definitely don't think I should mouth the wood vinegar solution ~? Because of the methyl alcohol in the wood vinegar solution, your nerves will be upset and your eyes will be crushed ~ (it also contains dioxins ~)"

"Me..."

"It's methyl alcohol. Unless it's conscious and sniffed separately, it can't be distinguished from alcohol, and it's a liquid that's supposed to taste pretty much the same ~? It's also called" woody "~. Well, in any case, it's a kind of poison that should never be spoken of."

"Really...... Sure, Dear Teresa, I think it was cleaned every time I used the device. You meant that to me..."

When Randy said so, he gave a look of relief, interest, etc. Teresa tried to kill me temporarily (?) Though I thought so, I seem to have realized that's not the case.

To her, Cortex answers the first question.

"So, back to that, ~ I say what the insecticide is for that example, it's a neurotoxin that uses a certain plant as a raw material. Effectively paralyzes the nerves of a" certain organism "to stop muscle movement, stop the heart, and cause the subject to die. Of course, there is something called lethality, so if you bathe in large quantities, it's a poison that can affect people too ~?

"Lethal amount......?

"Yes. Salt, for example. For a common adult male, approximately 100g to......... Well, roughly, eating enough to wrap it with both hands at once is quite likely to kill you ~. The water is also 10L —— it seems to die if you drink it at the top for about a large pot ~? I have all the theories about this ~. Like that, the amount of boundary between eating and dying or living is called lethal. Well, there's a more detailed definition, but I don't think it makes much sense to ask, so I'll skip the explanation. ~"

"On the salt of both hands, 1 cup of water for a large pan... It's a little amount of hesitation to mouth..."

"Uh-huh. Normally the body doesn't accept it ~. Except for substances of the kind known as" poisons ". And this lethal amount also applies to insecticides. Even to the extent that it drifts slightly through the air can be a hell of a poison for the little bugs in the body, but when it's about our size, the book (...) comes (...) and doesn't work at all. Yes, it shouldn't work."

"... but there are people who will work, aren't there?

"... Yes. I am totally sorry......"

That said, Cortex turns his gaze to the old men who were put to sleep on the spot. Such was their consciousness, and they seemed to have heard the contents of the Cortex conversation.

It's just...

When I heard that, who didn't try to reprimand me as one -- because they also had circumstances that people couldn't tell me about?