The day after the feast. Starting today, experiments will be carried out using the Death and Dirt God in earnest. There's no more slime, so we can catch those demons or burn them in the Mithril furnace.

But before that, there is the most important experiment.

That's...

"Detoxification"

"Detoxification"

My mother and I use detoxification at the same time. Subject is a death and dirty danger god of about a hundred millimeters.

The result is…

"It works. But..."

The poison disappeared. But my magic is half gone. Almost empty to my mother.

"I'm resting. Kamui, protect me, okay?

"Gaugau"

Kamui seemed free the whole time. Did you ask for your mother?

"Curse, you need to study a little more. The detoxification of the magic entrustment isn't too bad, but it's too much waste.

That's your uncle. Intelligence.

"What kind of study should I do?

"Simply put, you remember the type and effect of poison. Even if you say poison in a bite, it's very different in type and effect.

"Uh, does it feel like you have an image of how to detoxify mustard dragon poison, for example, because what effect does it have?

"That's right. A mustard dragon poison can rot all over your body if your fingertips just touch it. That's half a curse now.

"I see. If you do only recognize that as a poison, you're going to use wasted magic. What do you mean, this poisonous swamp has a cursive side, too?

"Probably. The elves don't seem to care about details like that, but I think it's important, okay?

I see... poison and curse...

If you think about it, "Poison Marsh" is nothing but a curse. I used it, but at the end of the day, I can't believe I kept suffering without dying for hundreds of years. Who made such magic? No way. God? It's that some gods gave cursed blessings to the first poison needle, or that gods who want to kill other gods knit them out? That's a possible story.

Then... I guess I should go home to Wang Du and practice carefully with that poison over there. We can't do this here until the magic runs out.

"If it's your uncle's container, can you take the poison here?

"No, I couldn't. Better not take it home because it's dangerous to put it in the magic bank, too.

"Right. Let's go home to Wang Du. I'll study again there.

By the way, the poisonous crystal that drained from the magic bank yesterday was presented to the village chief of Fairwell Village. You seemed surprisingly intriguing.

Well, if that's the case, I guess I'll try this, whatever magic I have left.

"Marie, will you replace your mother's escort with Kamui? You need Kamui over here, don't you?

"Yes, I did.

"Nin, what about us?

"Shall I use detoxification, then?

"Fine!

"Gaugau"

All right, Kamui. What you do is the same as last time. I'll try to burn the poison in the Mithril furnace, so let me know if there's a mixture of poisons in what comes out of the top.

"Gaugau"

"Ignition"

Well, this time, I'm gonna heat you up to the critical point where the misrill melts. I wonder how many thousand degrees there are. Hot and frugal.

All right, let's go.

"Waterfuck."

A small amount, maybe five milliliters. When put in through the incinerator...... it evaporates in an instant and falls out of the top. Looks like smoke doesn't even have a color.

"Gaugau"

All right, that's no problem. It's burning out perfectly. Then let's go one after the other.

Ten millil...... twenty millil...... fifty millil......

"Gaugau"

"Cromi! Detoxify the perimeter!

"Okay!" "Detoxification."

All right. That's working.

"Cromi, that sounds good. At that rate, please. Because I think there will be more next time.

More heating. And 'water manipulation'

Now a hundred millils.

"Gaugau"

"Detoxification"

Isn't it a good combo with Kamui?

"It's not working very well. The amount seems to be the limit.

"Okay.

Then as long as the magic continues, fifty millimeters at a time, burn the poison!

How many times I would have repeated it. Even if I did it a hundred times, it's about five liters...

Damn, it's water in the baking stone. Much better than detoxifying it as it is, but the swamp poison doesn't look any less. Sorry... Grandma... it's still going to take...

It's not going to end with magic. We need a definite, efficient way. Just figured that out. That's a harvest. The remaining magic is 10%. Let's go back to Fairwell Village for today and return to King's Capital tomorrow.

I don't think it's a problem to crush the general pope Jean anymore. No, I wonder if your uncle will still use it.