The next day.
The Master, who welcomed me and Arnold with a magical face when we visited the Inn, opened his mouth without any foreshadowing as we sat on the couch.
"My grandson Annette developed autopsy just after her fourth birthday."
Your grandson, who was spelled out in the notebook - Annette.
I was not ready yet, and all of a sudden I got to the point and let my gaze swim out of the upset. At that time, Arnold's side, sitting next to the couch, unintentionally entered his sight, but besides his thoughts, his expression was calm. No, should I describe it as something I was already mindful of?
"At first, I had a small burn on my fingertips. Parents... I mean, both my daughter and my grandson Annette have been wondering... but I haven't realized for a while that I'm self-destructive."
Traces of burns are common symptoms of autopsy. But it would be extremely difficult to instantly spot just a small trace of burns as a sign that your own grandson is being invaded by difficulty. It is natural to wonder if you have borne it somewhere before you realized it.
The master leaned down and continued.
"It was almost a year after the onset that I realized it was strange.... Annette's fingertips caught fire."
Fire at your fingertips. Undisputed, autologous signs of onset.
Without knowing, I had a strong grip on the hem of my clothes.
"I thought it was obviously strange that I used my position as a Wang formulator to read and fish literature from all over the world and finally found a disease with similar symptoms. - That's autopsy."
That much said, the master included the tea beside him in his mouth so as to breathe a sigh of relief.
What did your master think when he found out that his own grandson was being invaded by the difficulty? - I wonder what Arnold thought when he found out his own sister was autistic.
"After I found that out, I spelled out the course of the medical condition in my handbook. The note Laura found is one of a few."
That's the one bag I've been giving you. There were dozens of notebooks in that bag received reflexively.
The notes I found obviously started on the way and ended on the way. Because it is, I thought there might be other notebooks that spelled out the course of the medical condition - I didn't know there were so many so far.
I honestly find it distracting to think about reading all of this, even though just finishing reading one book has cut off considerable physical and mental strength. But it's valuable material. Tips may be hidden to help you with future treatments. I had no choice not to read it.
Once I put the bag I was given aside, the master opened his mouth again.
"I divided the degree of progression of autologous disease into three stages. The first stage involves burns and a fire at your fingertips, symptoms very similar to those of a cold. The second stage increases the magnitude of the firing and scratches your whole body against the heat that circles your body. And the last three stages. Burns spread all over his body, his skin rotted, and eventually his bones and guts burned down - to death."
What, and I felt Arnold's body tense next door. If you look to the side unintentionally, Arnold's brow is engraved with a rugged wrinkle.
The symptoms of autopsy spoken of from the master's mouth are closer to the chest than the material spelled out in typescript without temperature. In fact, your master saw the transitional stage with his eyes. It was the tone that was calm and terminal, but the expression seeped with indelible remorse.
"Annette died the day after she was fifteen. It's been ten years since I realized I had autopsy until I died."
According to a few records, some patients lived about forty years after the onset. I have no idea how much time Elvira has left because autologous diseases vary in the number of years from onset to death.
He may still be alive in forty years, and his condition may change dramatically tomorrow and he will lose his life. I set the line in myself, until Lukersch's journey. The line is looming to this day, and I am causing a twitch and a rush - before that, Elvira's life could burn out.
"I can barely move the last year, and I burn everything I touch with flames that burn my body even to sleep in bed. Of course I can't even wear clothes. Near the fountain, taking care of the recovery pills with one hand all night."
Imagine that from the words spoken, my spine freezes.
If it is always a condition in which one of the bodies may ignite, then naturally one cannot sleep in bed, etc. To minimize fire, it makes sense to take care of it near the water field. I know that, but I bite my lower lip off at the much misery of the imaginary treatment field.
Even if you prescribe restorative drugs to cure burning and burning skin, fire will burn the skin again, as if to mock desperate treatment. of the sight, how desperate.
If you knew the symptoms of autologous disease, you could have imagined the sight. But my thoughts went very far. I wasn't even looking lightly at autopsy - maybe I was “restraining” my imagination before I realized it myself, lest I be beaten by too painful a reality.
My lips tremble. He shook his head aggressively as he was about to be dragged into the deep darkness by the invisible despair at the bottom. I tried to shake the sight off the back of my brain.
I'm done talking, I just shut my mouth, Master. She glanced at us and approached us with only a glance to complain if there were any questions. I happen to have this opportunity, and I know I should take the arrow and ask questions early if I think about the future, but I'm terrified to be poked at desperate facts, and pitifully I don't have a voice.
I took a big, deep breath once that I shouldn't stay like this. And moisten your throat with the tea beside you. Then I finally tried to open my mouth, the moment. Slightly earlier than me, neighbor Arnold threw the question.
"… what is the age at which the symptoms of autologous disease have transitioned to the second and third stages respectively"
The voice was not trembling. But it was harder than usual, sounding like I pushed my emotions to death.
"The second stage is a little over ten years old and the third stage is gone a year ago...... not around fourteen. After moving to the third stage, as I said, I could barely sleep in bed."
Arnold asks again and again.
"What was the cure tried?
"At that time, all the cures I had arrived at. Seeking the power of the Spirit, I also went regularly to the Noit Country"
It sounded familiar to me by the name of Noit Country, which suddenly popped out of your master's mouth. Probably the word that came out in "Last Brave". But it gets tangled up in the main story, wasn't it an important country? Because I can't remember the information in that country.
leaning down as I thought, and with my hands on my chin,
"It's the country where the elves live."
Arnold pinched the brief.
The country where the elves live. I finally “remember" that explanation.
Yes, the Noit Country was visited at a subevent created as a dig into Elvira's character, the Elf Country. Elves create elf villages around the world, where the same species live together. One of the villages has grown and it is the Noit country that has become a country.
Not all elves should have belonged to the Noit State. In fact, Elvira's homeland was not the Noit country, but a small village in this country/country of Ostria. So I met her flesh parents - and I repeat, in this world my brother, Arnold, did not appear at that event - and the event goes on, but I remember being flabbergasted by the presence of the Noit nation several times in it.
I was just flabbergasted and never actually went to Noit country. From a meta point of view, it probably didn't involve the staff effort to create a country (map) for the sub-story that wasn't involved in the main story. Only the settings were made.
"Because the elves are said to have spirits in their ancestors. If it were a spirit with transcendent power over man, or, I thought, I'd gone on and on, but in the end, it never helped me."
It was the presence of the spirit's drinking water that floated in the back of his brain. In the past, your master also asked the Spirit for help.
It is not yet known whether the Spirit's drinking water is effective against autopsy. But it seems to have been reminded once again that autopsy is a difficult disease that cannot be helped without relying on "transcendent beings who are not people” at the earliest.
A disease in which the patient's strong magic burns down his or her body. There are limits to interfering from the outside, beyond the fact that the cause is the magic you possess. I don't even understand the art of removing the magic that is born ready for the human body. It's a nasty disease to make.
When the master breathed one loud, he said in a one-tone higher voice than earlier.
"After Annette died, my daughter also died following her. I lost my strength to do nothing, and I stopped being a King's cook and moved to the village of Emme."
The “afterwards" story, which was told a little early, is too heavy to be heard. The master lost everything and came to the village of Emme.
Was there such a hidden setting for "Formula Obaba" in "Last Brave" as well? “I” thought it was a convenient character to just formulate her recovery pills, but what did she think and think behind it? It may be rude to think of this, but “conditioning Obaba" in "Last Brave" has no dark past or anything, it just makes me want it to be a “conditioning maniac”.
"I thought it was a completely distant past, but I never thought I'd remember those days in this way."
The master stared at me with red eyes before smiling bitterly. I couldn't snort or respond with a smile.
The red eyes pass me and turn to Arnold next door.
"Arnold, what's your sister's name?
"It's Elvira. Elvira Rocco"
The master said "Elvira" several times so as to roll his taught name at the tip of his tongue. The expression was like a grandmother who loved her precious grandson.
"Tell me if there's anything I can do to help. I couldn't find a cure for autologous disease, but if your lords..."
In the eyes of the master, who said so and looked alternately at me and Arnold, there was a slight light plugged in. Was she seeing the future behind me and Arnold at that time?