I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"Okay, let me ask you something. I wish and do..."

'Wah, my wish...... Oh, that's...'

"What's that?

"Give me the lady! It's about saving your daughter!!

Again, that or......

And Carlos said.

That I was a passenger horse of a certain aristocrat.

That when I was five years old, the aristocratic couple had two children, second only to the eldest.

Ten years after that, the fact that he was warm in temper and had long experience as a passenger horse was designated as the horseback riding of that young lady, the eldest daughter. Did they even think that if I were already old, I wouldn't run unscrupulous or anything......

When it comes to being fifteen years old on a horse, he is already quite old. Not that it was a breeding seed horse, but for a childless self, a human ten-year-old girl seemed to her children and grandchildren as well.

A serene day as a horseback riding for a aristocratic girl who grew up to be a gentle child, which will probably be her last role. As it is, time flies quietly until the last hour.

... That's what I thought.

Until that day!

When the girl was fourteen and Carlos was nineteen, the carriage in which the family rode was attacked and her parents and eldest son died, except for the girl who was leaving a message.

The grandparents entered the house already dead and told the only surviving girl that the brother of the girl's father, or those who hit her uncle, would call her 'brother, in case he asked for a daughter,' and proceeded forcefully to marry the girl.

If it was the will of his father, it was the girl who obeyed, but one day, when he saw the man who had passed by the stables with the girl, two of the carriage horses muttered in surprise.

"It's the guy I was directing to the guys who attacked me..."

Carlos heard that. With two ears, clearly.

After her family died, the lady told me more about it.

For a long time, the lady always told me anything like she was talking to herself. Whether the other person understands that or not.

"Hey, Carlos. I don't really like my uncle, but if it's your father's wish, I'm going to marry my uncle and protect this house. Carlos, stay with me the whole time. You can't leave me... '

The lady's words rise in the back of her brain as she strokes her tenderness.

It was a rather difficult wish for an already elderly, relatively short-lived horse to man.

But I wanted to respond to that wish as best I could, Carlos. On that Carlos head, there was a lot of blood.

Burning sensation, as if the blood in your body boils. And vice versa, a heavy, cold lump, as if it had been made.

Anger. Hate. And also anger.

He failed to kick the man who came to the stables to go out alone and was brought here the next day by strangers.

Perhaps with the generosity of the humans here, they are given one last moment. And it's time to end it, and I'm gone.

But if there is still such a thing as a soul after death. If you can curse and kill humans with anger and hatred. If ghosts and demons exist in this world.

... I will become a demon and not curse one human being to death!

…………

Heavy.

It was heavy......

But all I can tell you is one word.

"Leave it to me. Should it be revealed…"

... How about that? Now, not the goddess, but the evil god.

Carlos, cleverly bending his legs and laying flat, later returned to everyone.

And report the results to Ed and the others. Of course, it's horse language, so the francettes don't understand.

That, the wording of the report.

Revenge is on me.

This is not a quote from the famous movie title. The passage of the New Testament on which it was founded, the phrase meaning 'it is my role, not man, but God, to retaliate against the wicked'.

"Yes, guys, laugh!

If they bow their heads or take a strange attitude here, Francette and Emile and the others, anyway, are suspicious of a rather sharp Roland. So, just like earlier, it's just to make you think it's a story.

"" 'Buhihihihihi!!

I laughed with him at three laughs, except for Ed's wife.

…………

And what Roland and Francette see in the Zito eye is a complete throughput.

Afterwards, I asked everyone to keep the rapprochement going, and I went to the administrative building where I have the head of management here. When I said it was a meeting about taking care of the Eds and paying the fee, no one said I was going to follow them.

I don't think it's dangerous, and everyone wants to take care of their time with horseback riding, so it's natural. And to be so, I deliberately cited an unfulfilled case.

"An old horse named Carlos, please sell it!

"Huh..."

Yes, if we leave it like this, we don't know when Carlos will be disposed of. This place, for safety's sake, should be bought off by me. If you're a nineteen-year-old old horse, you're nearly eighty years old if you're human. So it can't be that expensive.

"It's a warm, smart horse, but quite a few years, isn't it?

"I know. I want Carlos to spend his old age in gentle contact with humans, not in hard work. … that, until the last day…"

The Administrator's grandfather opened his eyes slightly as if surprised, and bowed his head.

"... nice to meet you..."

You're paying Ed and the others for special treatment, so you know I'm a customer who won't spare any money for the horses. And depositing as many as five passenger horses individually, rich Taiko. A polite attitude towards customers is normal.

... but apparently that's not all.

Animal opponents have a lot to do. Whether it's a sales office in the city or not, the fact that we keep doing it until this year on the outskirts, maybe we like animals in general, or horses.

Then you can't be unhappy to hear that an old horse who just waits to be disposed of and can no longer work can have a happy old age taken over by a rich, horse-loving daughter.

All right, you'll be happy and loose alert, now!

"How did Carlos get here?

"Yes, as a matter of fact, I used to work horseback riding for your husband's family all the time in your noble mansion, but I tried to do harm to someone who would become old and then become your new husband, so I applied to dispose of it...

But Carlos, like the other horses in the Viscount Reyfel family, is a horse that we have always been entrusted with taking care of, I can't believe that! Smart, warm, human-loving, Carlos...

But if the owner orders you to dispose of it, you can't fail to obey. So he wants to at least let him relax for the last moment... "

Oh, I'm crying.... Nice guy.

Oh, but...

"If you were ordered to dispose, wouldn't it be a bad idea to resell it?

That's when you question it.

"What, was commanded, 'Dispose of this horse. The disposal fee is good for the price of the meat sold' so there is nothing wrong with selling the meat and getting paid for it. Indeed, because, as commanded, you sell 'dispose' of it and take the price for its meat.

Whether the meat is alive or dead, it is within our discretion. "

Wow, that's a good smile...

"But if that finds out on the Viscount's side, isn't it bad?

"... what is that?

Old age with one old horse is more important than buying the Viscount's Unhappiness!

Are you even overlapping with your old self?... but I don't hate old people like that.

I got it, I got it!

"... and give Carlos an incremental fee too?

Oh, well, it's gonna be 'My Horse' already.

"Please. Dining, brushing, grazing, all under the same conditions as the other five."

All right, now we have Carlos' safety. And I could get Carlos' original owner's name out well, too.

… as planned…….