Dragonflies with Arner's brother, Zorg...... Originally, the day after he fought the Wind Dragons.
I had a terrible high fever and I fell asleep in the morning without even being able to get up.
The high fever is caused by the purulent wounds sustained during the battle against the wind dragon.
The reason the symptoms have gotten worse so far in just one day is whether it was some kind of monster or plant venom that was attached to the wind dragon feathers, according to Arner, who examined the condition of the putrefied wound.
I washed my wound thoroughly with well water when I went back to the village of Ill. I had Arner take care of it with herbs... but it seems that the treatment was not enough.
... I keep getting high fever thinking about that, knowing that meeting that talking mair was also maybe a hallucination that its poison and high fever showed... after noon that way.
Senai, who held a bowl that sounded chappy and important, and Aihan, who stared at Senai's hand worried that it would spill the contents of the bowl, come into the yurt where I sleep.
Diaz, it's your medicine.
"Slurp, come on."
Senai and Aihan sit softly on the pillow saying so with an anxious look, pressing the vessel against my cheek.
There's no reason to worry about those two, I squeeze my marginal remaining strength and somehow wake up my body this way and receive the vessel softly.
There's a dark green liquid poured into the vessel... apparently the usual medicine water.
Honestly, I'm not even going to be able to drink a drop of water right now, but still, to reassure the Senays, I open my mouth wide and pour the potion water into my mouth forcefully.
That's how I manage to swallow a bite, and the taste and aroma of medicinal water spreads all over my mouth.
"... yeah?
Delicious, this. "
Words like that leak unexpectedly because of their taste.
It tasted like Arner's potion water was bitter on top of the smell of grass, but this potion water was strangely sweet, and it tasted refreshing... surprisingly easy to drink.
Mix honey with refreshingly scented fruit and taste like a drink diluted with water to reduce sweetness... yeah, at least it doesn't taste like medicinal water.
"... this is delicious, but what the hell are the ingredients?
It doesn't seem to be Arner's herb... "
"Well, I made this medicine out of the leaves Diaz had."
"Because of our make-believe. I'm ready for a splash."
In response to my question, Senai and Aihan say so without incident.
If you look closely, Aihan's waistband is lowered with the hemp bag I received from that talking mair...... I get lightly confused when I see it.
Wasn't that a dream or a hallucination?
When did Aihan get that sack of hemp? How did you know that leaf was a pill?
I didn't know it tasted like this. What the hell is that leaf?
Confused with that in mind, and having reached its limits in the confusion, I defeat the body that was awake, sink into the bed, and open my head to the pillow.
Having thus renounced the sumptuous thought, I utter words to reassure Senai and Aihan.
"... Senai, Aihan, thank you.
This medicine worked very well.
Thanks to you, I'm getting a little sleepy. "
I just drank it and it worked and nothing, but still, when I say so, the Senays make a good smile and then nod, and when they get up, they run tatteringly healthy and out of the yurt.
Dropping off the Senays like that...... so I meditated my eyes I fell asleep with roaring high fever and painful wounds.
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Pessipesi and someone are slapping me.
Persevere with my forehead Pessi Pessi......
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Awaken your consciousness to what the hell is going on...... it's apparently evening now to look up into the sky blurry and observe from the cedar that looks beyond the skylight.
"Diaz! Get up!
And you're slapping Pessipesi and me... what is it, Arner?
"... what's up? Is something wrong?
When I say that in a fallen asleep voice, Arner returns the words with what a complex look, like a mixture of surprise and relief.
"Diaz is what the hell happened!
You totally pulled that high fever earlier!!
In the wake of Arner's words like that, and wondering if that couldn't possibly be the case, I check my own physical condition...... I notice that that high fever, the carelessness that was covering my whole body, and the heavy nausea and blunt pain that comes from the depths of my body, are gone.
I wake up slowly, take a deep breath, shake my head and make sure I'm not asleep, then I try to check my health again, but there doesn't seem to be any abnormalities like this, on the contrary, I feel better than usual...... and I have that illusion.
"Instead of heat, you're losing your laziness and nausea.
I've been asleep for days... That doesn't seem like a good reason, what the hell is this...?
and to me perplexed by words like that, Arner said,
"... let's see how the wound looks"
And, that's what I say, I start untying the strings that were wrapped around my arms and belly.
Arner unties the string and gently peels off the scratch cloth that was held down by the string.
When I glanced at the obvious wound... I could see that the swelling, which had swelled red and black, had completely caught my eye.
Arner, half-eyed at the condition of the wound, left a wound cloth nearby that was dirty with herb squeeze juice, my blood, pus, etc., took out a new beautiful cloth and still wiped off the dirt around the wound... so he stared at the wound and began to observe.
"... the wound itself is not yet healed.
It's not healing... it's not pus anymore, it's not swollen, and if I put it on the air, I'll get a scab straight away and it'll block the wound.
... Let me ask you something, Diaz, so you didn't heal quickly or anything like that, did you?
Wipe the wound twice and three times, this again. Arner says so with a thin application on the wound and its surroundings, taking the squeeze juice of the medicinal herb with his fingers from the vessel that was placed nearby.
"Of course.
I've had a few pus injuries on the battlefield, but I've never had them healed so quickly.
If I ate poison instead of just pus, I would have been prepared to go to sleep for ten days... "
When I say that back, Arner leans his neck and roars "hmm"... for a little while then he throws the question at me.
"... do you have anything in mind?
In the last few days, for example, I've picked up something weird... a herb or something like that. "
"Picking up and eating doesn't make sense... ah"
"... what the hell did you pick up and eat, talk honestly"
To Arner, who turns a blind eye, I tell him about yesterday's talking mayr and the potion that Senay and Aihan prepared for me before I went to sleep.
"... Speaking of which, you were talking about what Maire said last night before she went to bed.
I didn't take it seriously because I was floating on booze... Hmm.
For one thing, I'll ask Senai and Aihan for more information - "
and halfway through such Arner's words, "Excuse me!," Klaus's voice sounds, and Klaus enters the yurt.
"Dear Diaz, I have a tip from my neighbor that Lord Casdex will be here from now on... If you're not feeling well yet, shall I say no to you again at a later date...?
That!?
Are you okay with getting up already?!? And that wound!? Have you healed yet?!?
In the wake of Klaus's voice like that, me and Arner look each other in the eye.
That's how I kept staring into Arner's eyes... well, it bothered my head what was going on.