I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"... so I don't know what you mean..."

"Oh, no, the..."

"Duh duh duh duh duh duh duh..."

The crow contacted me about 'an emergency, asking for a caorle to be dispatched' and the caorle flew in full sickness. And.

... Scary.

Caorle scared me.

Primarily, its prominence…….

"I said," Oh, Francette, oh... "

"Oh, um, that, too, sorry!!

Fransette apologizes desperately.

It is obviously my fault that I took my eyes off the escort subject, even though it was no choice but a physiological phenomenon, and even a place where I did not immediately notice the anomaly, albeit only for a few minutes.

The truth is, Caorle's responsibility for not thinking about replacing personnel in preparation for such a situation is also great, but Francette was not the kind of person who could pass the blame on to the other, nor to the goddess. For this reason, he was blamed for being abandoned by an upward caorle the moment he saw the scene.

"Caorle, potion the layette faster than that!

"Ah!"

Until Emile told me so, who came with Bell as an escort for Caorle, Caorle didn't even have that obvious in mind. Quite an upside, or it seems to be moving.

"Layette, drink this!

There are four orphans still injured, but it doesn't matter how many potions or anything more than the caorle came. It's better if I poorly say 'I'll be fine later' or something, just rub it and waste my time. Having rightly so judged by Caorle's character and current circumstances, Layette drank the potion offered in silence.

"Good...... So, how the hell..."

"Before you do that, give everyone a potion!

"Huh? Ugh, yeah, okay!

Apparently, from the moment I saw Layette lying on the ground with her cheeks swollen to bread and tear marks on her, nothing else was in sight. The orphans, the meat bags that just leak the air sound of Kohi-ku, Kohi-ku, and the meat chunks crawling like potato bugs...

"So, what do you mean?

The rest of the orphans were given a potion, and then Rayette, Francette, the orphans with faces like they were stuck in foxes, and the 'intend to suppress the look of anger' caorle asked that in a low voice, in front of the meat bag and meat chunks that remained rolling on the ground.

(((((((((((), scared no...)))))))

And Caorle, who heard the situation from Fransette and Layette, next decided to listen from the meat chunks (the imobes). He was cut off his left arm by the francette and broke the rest of his hands and legs. The meat bags were not in such a state that they could be heard….

"So, who asked you, for what purpose, what did you try to do?

…………

He was distracting his face with pain and fear, but he didn't seem to be going to talk as peppery as his little girl did.

"Yes..."

Apparently, he doesn't want to talk honestly. Caorle thought so, when he put his hand in his clothes pocket, he created sodium chloride (Yakuhin) there. And when you grab it and get your hands out of your pockets......

"Yes!"

of the man, threw it toward the amputated surface of his left arm.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!"

(((((((((HI OK NO!!

Francette, Layette, and the orphans shook up at the location of that demon.

Emile and Bell are flat. For both of us, everything Caorle does, it's justice. Whatever you do, it's natural.... and the two of them were quietly angry (how about) at the fact that Layette, a cute little sister, was hurt and that the orphans were half-killed. For both of us, all the orphans younger than ourselves were juniors, disciples, and sisters.

And Caorle, rolling, picked up the man's left arm.

"Now, if I use the potion I have, I'll stick around and heal. Because it is cut clean and neat.... but when the cutting surface squeaks..."

With that said, a caorle circles the cutting surface of his arm with a dagger that was falling with his arm.

"Ya, stop, stop, whoa, whoa!"

And furthermore, peel your fingernails off with a dagger, or just poke them properly...

"No, don't, don't, don't. Yeah."

No matter how much you hurt your slashed arm, you can't possibly feel pain or anything. And yet, how can you be so disturbed?

There was no way I could be in this place, such as someone who wondered... etc.

All the orphans were pale, rattling and trembling, and some were squatting (udder cum) and throwing up.

"Ah, if the cutting surface gets so messed up, it might not stick..."

With that being said, I keep going around even more......

"Ma, wait, stop it. Yeah! Please, heal me, stick with me. Yeah!

And when Caorle tries to keep on groping without even responding......

"Talk! Talk about anything, stop! Stick with me. Yeah!!"

"... so I was hired in Wangdu and instructed to aim at Layett, who is the easiest to grab and capture in the body, cheaper to eat and, if used, can sell it off, to make me listen," he said?

"Yes!

For once, the man who stuck his slashed arm to him replied, somewhat honestly.

Having said that it stuck, it did not mean that it was completely healed in an instant, it was only fixed with a sub (so) eh tree and wrapped around it after hanging a deterioration potion that healed slightly. If you don't keep it moving, it will stick, but if you do something bad, it will fall polarized again.

... there are also polarities.

"Huh, right"

No emotional cage, flat voice.

The orphans who heard it thought, oh, these people still think of Layette as' the one who doesn't care '.

"Phew, right..."

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"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

"" "" "" "Gyaaaaaaaa!!

The orphans who were looking at Caorle's face cried out. The two attempted kidnappers look pale and convulsed.

The man with the broken ribs is also healed for his gut damage. But the broken ribs themselves remain intact, so now, if you are beaten there, you will be stabbed in the gut again and fatally wounded, thus making it irresistible even for the child opponent.

The potion given to the man described as' just a powerful pain reliever ', a setting in which the gut was originally safe, but he would also know as much as the bone was broken.

"Well, let's hear a little more about it..."

Come on, come on, come on!

Overwhelming force, awesome swordsman.

Unmerciful girl with unusual intimidation.

And a young hunter-like man and woman with fanatical eyes who don't change one complexion to the girl's cruel words and behavior.

If anything, the orphans would hang on to kill themselves with all their might, chopping wood and squeezing stones.

If you do something bad, they'll kill you.

Attempted murder and kidnapping.

With all these witnesses, if you hand over the body to the police officer, you'll get a reward and, of course, you won't be charged. So there is no reason why these people should have mercy on their enemies. At best, there are some advantages of 'handing them over alive will save you the hassle of carrying the body and you will get a portion of the price to sell them as criminal slaves'.

And even that, as the 'end of the road for those who tried to reach the orphans', was never so unlikely to be chosen the option of crucifixion if the emphasis was on the future, the sheer effect of protecting all the orphans.

Surrender fully, show your will for reflection, and be merciful.

Other than that, these two help…, no, there was no such thing as a way to survive.