Free Life ~Record of the Struggle of a Different World General Merchant~

There are five continents in this world, Earth. Dark continents on the western, eastern and southern continents. Then a continent closed by ice and snow at the end of the south.

Plus, islands floating in the ocean. There's so much of this that I can't count, let's cut the explanation.

- What? Can't you see the difference between a continent and an island? Ho, sure, sure. Because if you fly up high in the sky and look down from the starry sky, even the full contents of this star will fit into your sight.

Still, the continent is vast. In particular, the world's largest eastern continent is vast and boundless. Stand on the earth and you'll see it going on everywhere and everywhere.

There is also a very wide variety of civilizations to be enclosed. In western Europe, brilliant ladies dance, and in the Far East, real rigid samurai (tofu) wave swords. In Nanban, the people of the sea moisten their throats with ripe fruit, and in the central part of the demon, numerous monsters compete for hegemony to kill each other.

The country of loyalty that I was born in is on the eastern edge of the eastern continent, but even if I took one country, the culture, the streets, and the people on the road showed astonishing differences.

Three thousand years after I was born as a dragon, those differences were interesting and I traveled around the world. He was heartening to the cultures of other races that grew into a slightly distracted gap.

Watching over babies walking and sometimes helping softly. In time they grew to shoulder to shoulder with me, and at night they exchanged cups and looked up at the stars.

I cried out for an epidemic that claimed tens of thousands of lives. We destroyed the evil gods who were enemies of men, and raised their praises with the brave. I chewed peacefully in the shaky wheat fields.

Unreturnable youth days. Young Red Dragon Adventure Tan. In retrospect, there are inadvertent blushes, but they are all important memories of me.

With those young day memories, after three thousand years of age, he began to live in hiding in his hometown. The world is circulating, something that changes visibly. Even if middle-aged people beyond their peak years will always look big, the next generation of young people will not grow up.

I thought so, and left for my country of loyalty - once called the kingdom of intercourse.

Then a thousand years. Compared to the tumultuous youth, time flowing slowly everywhere. Day after day. I read a book. I drooled a fishing line in the lake until sundown. I built an inn in the deep mountains with my own hands.

Different things were challenged to make a slightly earlier old age meaningful. I learned human martial arts called Tai Chi, and tried cooking to the extent of hand play. One of the things that was particularly sexual was the unexpected formulation of the drug.

Mix together the herbs and ore collected in Yamano to create medicines to heal injuries and illnesses. Simply put, that's all, but this is really deep.

There are plants that bear triangular fruits, called zaoin. If you take the seed out of it and drink it as it is, it works well for constipation, but if you dry it, then crush it, and mix it with the mineral water in the bell cave, what a potion to replenish the magic.

Martz's fruit is also interesting. Raw fruit juice is a special remedy for cuts. This fruit is dried, fried and mixed with slime gel to create a damp cloth for beating.

Raw, dried, boiled, sautéed, crushed, brushed. I was completely fascinated by the refinement of medicines that showed infinite spread by further mixing, and for a thousand years I worked in pharmaceutical formulations like a routine.

As a result, it even became known as the "Physician Dragon of the Phantom Mountain"... because the Dragons only have plenty of time. If someone else did the same thing, they'd have a similar name.

Still, I guess I feel dependable about the sound of a doctor dragon. There is even a tradition that only the name walks alone and among humans, there are dragons living in the spiritual mountains that even cure incurable diseases.

Cure incurable diseases? No, I have a pile of cures too. There is no such thing as manipulating the logic of this world as being a keeper such as God and the Fairy King.

I can't make special effects of cold, and I can't make immortality drugs. Another dream. I can't cure the disease of love, and I can't make medicines that work for the two diseases.

And most importantly...

"Done!

"Why can you just mix apples, honey and potion to make bubbling mercury......!?

Whatever the potency, it can also lead a girl with devastating arms when it comes to seasoning.

Now you can't really call yourself a doctor dragon, can you?

I met a girl named Misha only two months ago. It's a warm spring day that seeps through the signs of summer.

On that day, as usual, We made medicine in the chambers of the deep mountains. Throw the medicinal seed into the breast bowl and scrub it into fine pieces.

Life as usual. A serene routine as usual. In it, a noisy and nostalgic intruder jumped in.

"Dragon! Do you have an old dragon?

It was the chaotic dragon lady living in the western Devil's Mountain who jumped into the urn without even trying to hide her sense of impatience. Where did you go with your usual confident face, when your daughter found me, she ran over looking like she was about to cry.

"Please! We need your help! Save my partner!

That's what I said, a router trying to pull me off. But at that time, I just couldn't help but swallow the situation.

"Spouse? The rooted lady, did she stay married?

I leaned my neck unwittingly toward the information I had not remembered. I even wondered if I was getting bogged down at last. Still, the lady dressed in a gothic lolita costume turned to the figure of a dragon only to spare time to explain, and took me up heavenly high.

And they ask me on the road, sir - no, I'm your fiancée. One day, a young man suddenly collapsed, saying that he had exceeded his level and had also broken through the heart of a chaotic dragon.

Poison or sickness - if the latter give up, I told Luttoo. Level 250 is the limit point as an organism. The life form that arrives there is tough as steel, and it bounces off on its own, such as a half-breed disease.

If such a person suffers from a disease - it is often incurable.

That's why I told your daughter to tell her to be ready. I told the young dragon that the worst was still happening.

And the man who was lying on the bed of the whole house that traversed and reached the eastern continent - nothing, just addicted to potions.

Physical and mental disorders that occur when drinking multiple potions. Symptoms were severe, but any means of healing were available.

Chaos dragon lady on her knees in peace. As always, the early days made me laugh, but this also made me feel warm because of love.

A dragon girl who is an idiot, confident, weak man and other things that are not in her eyes. I didn't know that would make you so devoted by knowing love. Dragon women have a lot of affection, but in that sense, your daughter seemed more dragon-like than anyone else.

That it was worth following from the eastern edge of the continent all the way. Even if I could only see the love routine, I felt satisfied enough.

So, after the patient recovers and turns down his hindsight worries, let's go home slowly, immersed in the aftertaste - that's what I was thinking.

"Master. Improvements to the Apple Potion, it's not working."

"The materials and processes are not supposed to be wrong..."

I was still in Granferia.

A young man named Nobunaga has demodulated a long time ago. And yet, when I say why, I'm still in this city...

"I'm sorry, I've been helping you for two months now."

"No, that's okay. That's what I like to do."

In front of me, a potion that bubbles and foams...... something that seems.

A loose, cloudy mercury color. Splashes attached to twigs and beakers. Stimulating odors that poke the tung and nose even make you nauseous.

The name of this drug is Apple Potion. It was developed to make the bitter potion easier to drink - apparently.

This is why I stay in this city. I was driven by an unexplained sense of purpose to correct my daughter, who had removed the influence of evil gods, and yet created such a drama.

This child should not be left alone in the wild. I can't leave you alone or anything unless I can at least make a 'people can drink' potion.

The name of the medical dragon has nothing to do with it. As one who lives in this world, instincts are alarming. And it shall come to pass, that my heart shall command me to guide him upright.

- No, this may be a matter of pride.

For a thousand years I have lived with drugs, but not one human being should be able to correct them. Perhaps the useless self-esteem I should have left on my younger days has resurrected.

Either way, I decided to stay in Granferia only to correct Misha's tongue and arms. I will never leave this city until I see more signs of improvement than this has happened.

... Two months ago, I was so determined that I didn't deserve to be old.

"Master! The potion is starting to move -!?

"Lots and lots!"

"Why, why, does that happen?!?

Sooner or later, I feel like I'm about to be captured by despair.

Four thousand years of living in this world. The Earth is still full of wonders. I didn't know life lived in an apple-flavoured potion......

"And plain strong!? [Physical void] That's a little slime!

"Pfft yeah......!

Me and Potion (what was) jumping out of the workshop onto the front street to play Death Fight.

Allow the braces to evaporate in sympathy with the apple-colored slime that tries to cling to your body and penetrate into your mouth.

... So, are we gonna be okay? Now you can't hit me in a gas state, can you?

Because the potion made by that girl named Misha is not unnatural no matter what happens...... oh really, how can I improve it.

"Who do you think you are, Old Dragon?"

"Ah, Doctor, this is Su"

As he lay his hands on the pillars of the magic lamp on the street, he was called from behind.

Looking back, there was a young man there armed by a chaotic dragon lady.

"Mr. Misha again? I don't know what to say, but... Good luck."

Is that you? I also hear that he was engaged with Misha and committed to improving. But all that comes to his attention is the notion of giving up...

I've been watching you lately!

"What, not yet. Are you two going out now?

Mouth the strength and openly change the subject. If we keep talking about you and Misha, we're going to sink into the swamp of despair.

"It is. Takahiro will take me to the coffee shop. It's a date, a date!

A young lady in a black summer dress flatters her cheeks and appeals to her friendliness.

"No, I'm not. You're making a scene."

On the other hand, you don't seem to be on board - but you don't want to let go of your connected hands. You don't hate me as much as I say, is that it?

I don't know if it's a tundra. If it wasn't in public, would it be more snuggly? Either way, I want you to do your best.

Anyway, I'm not the fiancée of a girl like my granddaughter. I'd love to be excited and have about four or five kids. I want to see my great-grandson's face, too.

"Good. Have fun, both of you. Come on."

"Ugh! I don't need to be told."

"Doctor... well, good luck"

A girl who smiles and nods and leaves, and a young man dragged by her.

Yeah, yeah, I guess getting along is beautiful. As it is, I want you to get along well and build a happy family.

"Though the future is difficult."

Yes, that young man named Nobunaga Sayama is going to lead a turbulent life.

He's a singularity in this world. Everything is heterogeneous and holds great power. There seems to be some kind of evil god leaping toward his potential - that's something he needs to work out for himself.

He moves himself, fights himself, and makes his own choices.

For the first time in doing so, he can grow big. So whatever happens, I should not lend a hand. Even if he doesn't, he can handle himself.

That is why I give full attention to the bystanders. As we have done for the last thousand years. Just keep an eye on the people in the world...

"Master! Also, the potion has moved -!?

"SHELLISHAAAAAAAAH!!!!

"Let me immerse myself in emotion. Oops!?

Still, sometimes I can't leave you alone.

That's a girl named Misha, the potion she creates.

Now what did you add, the apple-colored chemicals that crawl through the floor when you do it like a snake, they still go for my mouth.

Born as a potion, does it have the instinct to be drunk by people? But I'm not going to take any of those drugs!

That is why I stand firm. To grieve the catastrophe that befalls me. To save a girl named Misha.

Using all the power and knowledge I can possess, I stand up to my destiny -!

If I may, I want you to do your best. With that in mind, I played a dead fight with Potion.