Dungeon Master Makeup Money (formerly known as Dungeon Master Funding)

The next morning.

When I tried to get to the cafeteria on the ground floor for breakfast, I saw my mother in the lobby in the same carriage that crammed into the owner of the inn.

"Ah, um... could you call a doctor!?

The expression faded badly.

I can easily imagine what happened.

"Sorry, there are no doctors in this village."

"Oh no...."

It is not uncommon for a small village to have no doctor.

Still, there should be a pharmacy because of the deal, but I am worried that it may be a disease that cannot be cured without a doctor.

I remember that look. Due to the fact that Velma often slept in our house, she was not usually a cool Englishman, so she was often in a coma. I was never used to it, and if there was anything slightly different, my anxiety would have grown.

The same is true of that mother. Modulation of a son that has never been encountered before.

Excuse me.

A mother who collapses knowing that there is no doctor.

There was someone there to talk to.

"Are you....."

She knew the person, too.

The last person in the same carriage. Like an alchemist, I went to Nosworthy myself to get medicine materials and bought them at a cheap price. I was not interested in sightseeing in the city and was in a hurry to return to the village once I had finished shopping.

"I'm not a doctor, but I might be able to help."

"Please."

Mother, who had no one else to rely on, was pleading with the alchemist.

"Can we?

"You'll be adventurers. There's not much pressure on the sick."

"We might be able to help. I've learned a little bit about alchemy."

Melissa can also formulate medicine.

"... that's good."

An alchemist in a white robe flips over to the second floor of the room.

A mother in a hurry opens the door to the room she rented.

"Mother."

A boy sleeping in bed.

Next to that, a girl with an anxious expression stared at her brother, who was still asleep, and noticed her mother entering the room and rushed towards her.

Her mother was about to start crying.

……

The alchemist concludes by checking how the boy, Dol, touches your body.

"This is Sleep Disease."

"Sleep sickness?

"Yes, just sleeping and giving water to grow plants can keep you alive, so there's no anxiety about life, so it's not taken seriously."

I heard about it at the Adventurers Guild in Nosworthy.

"But it's not just the cause, it's the cure."

"Well then....."

"So far, we don't know how to wake her up."

"Oh no....!

No matter how much life there is, I can't be anxious if my son is told to stay asleep.

"Can you do something!?

……

A disease for which no cure has been found.

The alchemist was trying to help, but there was nothing I could do about it.

"Are you sure there's no way!?

"... let's try the awareness medicine."

An alchemist removes a tube containing blue liquid from his storage ring.

This medicine is used when you want to restore your energy or clarify your consciousness.

Sometimes adventurers don't sleep depending on the situation.

"Um, is it okay to use such a thing?

"I shouldn't use it for children, but I can only think of this kind of response."

Sleeping sickness.

I don't know what medicine works. For this reason, you should be less concerned about side effects even if it is a noticeable medicine.

"Can I have a moment?

"Hey."

Melissa gets the alchemist's medicine.

If you hang a drop in your hand without permission, the medicine will be analyzed.

"It's certainly a noticeable medicine. It's not particularly harmful, so I think it's okay to use it."

"Of course. You're not supposed to give me any harmful medicine."

The alchemist is angry at Melissa's words.

It seems to be harmful, not 'medicine' but 'poison'.

"I hope it works...."

Dollar, I put a medicine in your mouth. [M]

Dollar takes his medicine like water, but he stays asleep forever. [M]

The medicine is real.

"Yes, in normal conditions, it's definitely a substitute for what's happening."

Melissa's analysis is correct.

If it doesn't happen even after taking the medicine, the problem is fundamentally somewhere else.

"Excuse me."

The dollar that Enris is sleeping in bed uses his skills with his hand on your forehead. [M]

- [Regression].

Skill that returns the physical state to the desired state.

Even humans whose bodies have been transformed into giants by the effects of magic anomalies can be restored.

There has been no significant change in Britain's own appearance.

The mother and alchemist, unable to sense her swollen magic, only seem to be asleep worried about you and checking her condition. [M]

"... you're still asleep."

Oh, no!

But there's no sign that the dollar will happen if England uses Regression. [M]

"Physically, health itself. That's why my [regression] can't be undone because it's undone."

There is still a problem somewhere else than the flesh.

"Ah, ahh... what do I do..."

My mother collapses.

I was desperate to know that I had an unexplained difficulty.

"I couldn't help it overnight."

I knew that there was an abnormality at yesterday's stage.

Ideally, they would have come back to normal overnight, but as far as I can see, that didn't happen.

I gave a sweet estimate of the problem from my ideals.

"It's not in this village, but a big church seems to be accepting people who have 'sleeping sickness'. Let's ask the carriage to take us."

"... no, I'm taking my son home."

I want to be with my family for a little while.

People who think this way choose to look after themselves without relying on the church.

However, when I recognized the current situation, I couldn't get up to see if my body had relaxed.

"I know it's hard, but let's do our best for your son."

The alchemist is encouraging me.

... I can't watch anymore.

"― World "

Time in the room stops.

Now you won't be aware of what's going to happen to the two people in the room.

I'm gonna help you.

Everyone nodded as if no one was against it.