Jui-san no Oshigoto in Isekai

When I had to check that the wind saw the eye lid and so on, I was able to roughly grasp the condition of the unicorn that my nose bled and was very weak for a while.

As it stands, anaemia is the main symptom. You can also see the illness that caused that anemia.

I mean, I'm not even healthy, but I'm not dying - like that.

(If you were a normal horse, it wouldn't be weird to die of a major bleeding from your nose, and you should have a poor prognosis...?

Bite off your tongue or make a wrist-cut if you say so in humans. It's a disease that bleeds on that level.

Maybe it's only done to this extent because it's a fantasy creature that's supposedly more robust than an animal.

As soon as the difference between the physical abilities of animals and demons is examined, it is necessary to return to the village to treat them first.

Troubled, the wind view with unicorns continues ahead of Liz, who is just about to go home, followed by Chloe and Nola. In such a formation, they were about to return to the village.

On that road, nothing special, accident-like has happened. But there was only one thing that bothered me about the wind.

(I wonder why you're so gazed at...)

Unicorn is taking him in the stream because he was the first person to stop by.

But they don't fall for Chloe and Nora, who have the fact that the unicorns who prefer pure maidens are being taken behind them, aside from themselves.

On the back of the wind gaze, two gazes were constantly directed that were also likely to be felt as real pressure.

Chloe asks me if I should speak up. I was worried about the wind.

"Oh, um... I don't know, Mr. Windmill is really a man, right?

"I'm still not sure about the detailed differences with people in this world, but I don't think guys are gonna make a difference with guys,"

"Oh, right. You have a record of history having children, and you can think about it in common sense."

I guess there's a lot of upset overlapping.

Trying to calm down first, Chloe takes a deep breath with her hands on her chest.

And when I gave her a face, she said this ahead of time until she saw the wind.

"Mm, you can touch my chest and let me make sure!?

"No, calm down. Because you don't have to do that. You're a man. There's no need to lie."

"Oh, right. Then why did unicorns lean against the wind?

He can't seem to think of a reason, and Chloe is roaring in arms.

Will you not stare if this matter is resolved? That's what I thought. The wind decided to try to help solve the truth.

"Is there no exception to the fact that I like unicorns and men hate hair? For example, if you're a kid, you're okay."

"No, that doesn't work either. There have been several confirmed cases of boys in the woods being kicked to death by unicorns."

"So what's the exception in a woman's person?

"That's somewhat true. It seems that women who had a lot of contact with men tended to hate even maidens"

"Then the guy in this world will have it, but it's possible I don't like unicorns for some substrate. It won't stink though. See, for example, people in this world seem to be able to use the law on him or something?

The nature of magic is different between men and women, and unicorns especially dislike the quality of men's magic - if you think of it as fantasy knowledge that the wind sees, that could be the reason.

Chloe seems somewhat convinced by that opinion.

"I see. That might be possible. Because it seems certain that Malevito, like Windmill, has a different nature from the inhabitants of this world."

"Speaking of which, what did you do with history?

I recall that I had never heard in detail about its existence, called Malevito or Tsushita, etc. The windscape takes this opportunity to ask.

Then Chloe began to answer with pleasure.

"Official records confirm four people. I hear that one generation has excelled in the military and that during his life, he raised a small country in the North to be a great power. You think the two generations were unparalleled in battle? I hear that no one's law could capture him, and he was also a bowman of fame. And no matter what, the two generations are famous for driving the dragon across the battlefield!

"Heh, dragon. It's romance, I'd love to see it sometime."

"Oh, you know, it's a dragon, right? You drove a dragon, not a flying dragon!?

Yet you want to complain about that attitude, and Chloe, who was a grown-up, has been gripping both shoulders of the wind gaze disappointingly and shaking violently.

That being said, I don't really understand the difference between a dragon and a flying dragon in the wind.

As is often said in fantasy, Fei Long is at best a flying Ha worm that does not throw up fire and feels below the dragon in all its size, scale solidity, etc. It was the same level of monsters called worms, etc.

Dragons, by contrast, can't hurt scales with a half-breed sword, and furthermore can throw up if the braces fit the attributes whether it's flames, poisons, or snowstorms. The total length reached thirty meters and the silona gas whale... I imagined something.

Chloe says he's more or less certain when the wind gaze confirms it.

"We call dragons up to five meters with wings on their forelimbs flying dragons and wyburns, and we manage to keep them familiar. But there's no example of having a dragon worm that doesn't have limbs to get you used to, and there's nothing else about dragons. Overflourishing and disrupting cities are ravaged by dragons."

"I see. Dragons are amazing after all"

One dragon scale is equivalent to the lives of a thousand warriors. That seems to be the reality in this world.

As a fine boy, I am a fan of the dragon, Windmill imagines a red dragon grabbing the sky with his wings and winging, "So it's not another HR, Windmill!" and Chloe yelled at me.

"At one point we defeat a great power with the armies of a small country, and at one time we save a people who gasp in poverty with Gentile knowledge, and at one time we unravel even unknown continents and demons. And a hero who can obey even a dragon that beats any warcraft - that's what you are! A unicorn leaning over is also convincing if you think of it as one end of the force."

"History has been amazing."

The troubled wind gaze, arranged in line with such legends, laughs bitterly.

Anyway, I wasn't given the ability to accomplish such a feat. When it comes to being able to do the equivalent with your abilities alone, I still doubt it.

But I guess Chloe can't fit in with that. It stuffed me.

"Not only in history, but so does Kazumi!?

"Haha. I'll do my best to meet Chloe's expectations. Let's start with his treatment."

Chloe has a strong sense of responsibility on her shoulders. To ease it up, the wind smiled gently and pulled the unicorn.

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When Windmill and the others returned to the village from the forest, there was no need to look for the villagers, and the village chief and daughter were waiting in the same position as when they left.

It's been about an hour since I left, but I guess I've been waiting all that time. The village daughter and the village chief had the facade of not being able to feel safe for an inch until they told him to shake it off.

The wind gaze speaks out against two people who could even be described as frightened.

"All you have to do is treat him, so don't worry so much. Then I'll advise you not to have the same thing happen in the future, for your information."

Asking Chloe to simultaneously interpret the words, they finally looked relieved.

"In the meantime, I'd like to make sure you have a place to operate. Is there a new, unspoilt place like the cabin we just built recently?

"Then he says there's a cabin he built to store his farm tools"

Chloe interprets the village chief's words.

When he told me that he didn't mind there, he immediately led me to the cabin on the matter.

It is a large hut that has become a kannon door ceremony to house large farming tools such as farming kitchens for cattle and grain removal.

Though earthly, it is not dusty. To this extent, it would be better to treat it outdoors.

In addition to keeping men away from their surroundings in order to calm the unicorns, the windscape that had them prepare water for instrumentation removes the autopsy utensils and vials.

The vial also looked familiar to Chloe.

"Is that the drug you used to say?

"Oh. Then you have this tranquilizer and anesthesia to do the surgery. It's not going to be the same this time if I use both on horses."

We will need to make new ones in the future if we want to continue medical care in this world. Either way, I have no problem using it up because it's something that becomes essential.

Windmill begins with the administration of sedatives - xylazine.

Hit the remaining syringe against the unicorn jugular vein and say, "Let's stab -?," he puts the needle in with a voice call.

Naturally, unicorns unfamiliar with such pain shook themselves up to shake them off.

"So, are you okay, Dear Windmill!?

Chloe rushes right over to the wind view, which has fallen back as the unicorn moves. Liz and Nola broke in with the unicorn as security, but the unicorn never rammed any more.

"I don't think you have to be so vigilant. I was able to administer the tranquilizer safely, and it should calm me down soon."

As an animal with no discipline at all, this is still too adult. The wind gaze was even impressed and stared at the unicorn.

As with regular horses, it would have worked on unicorns. Where the eyes have become slightly dizzy, the wind gaze also administers anesthesia.

The sedative xylazine also has analgesic properties, so this time it will not be violent. Less than a minute later, Unicorn broke her knee and sat down on the spot.

Only two injections were hit in the neck, and a unicorn with the power to beat the Beast broke his knee. I wonder how surprised I was about that. On the contrary, Chloe, even Liz, who was less interested in seeing the wind, was beginning to keep an eye out.

"Uh... Dear Windmill. What's that...?

"I wonder if you feel like you've hit a medicine to relieve tension and a medicine to relieve pain. Unicorns are now less likely to feel pain, and they're about to become conscious, so it's a dimension to cut where they're getting sick and bad right now."

The wind gaze that explained it tied the unicorn's leg with a rough rope, and when it was overthrown, it immediately took out the scalpel.

The wind gaze, which confirmed the degree of anesthesia by tightening the skin, nods to confirm.

And when I hit the scalpel from the base of my ear to my throat, I started cutting it all the time.

The women dressed up in the assumption that the pain would make the unicorn burst - but no resistance whatsoever.

While I was stunned by that fact, wind surgery had progressed earlier.

"As it were, I didn't think that drug alone would make unicorns grow up...... What are you doing next?

"The disease of horses dying from fierce nosebleeds is called laryngeal sac fungal inflammation. The laryngeal sac is also known as the ear canal diverticulum. The ear canal connects the ear to the pharynx, but like a horse, it's like a fist or something. So, there's a part of the carotid artery that branches into the brain running. I couldn't get rid of the mold I inhaled from my nose because of stress and other decreased immune abilities. So the mold broke into the arteries of the ear canal diverticulum and bled out his nose."

The wind view of the wound cut open by the female shows the arteries running there in a pinset.

It was red due to inflammation and after bleeding once, or I could see the scab covering the blood vessels.

"If the blood vessels are not weak, treat them by applying or administering antibiotics on a regular basis. However, it's still better if you've tied and cut off the already weakened blood vessels when you've come this far. So if I tie this blood vessel on both sides of my head from now on and cut it off, the treatment will be over."

The wind gaze ligates the blood vessels, saying so, and cuts them off gently. You do the same thing on the other side when you block a cut with a scalpel - the surgery is over.

The procedure ends in just a few minutes or so.

Having ascertained that there had been no significant changes in the condition of the post-operative unicorn, the wind gaze left the place to the village woman and turned to the village chief waiting outside.

"The procedure is over. I think if we keep recovering, that unicorn will be fine."

Communicating it by Chloe's interpreter, the village chief finally gave a joyous look. It seems that the load of shoulders has now fallen on the village daughter, who was the caregiver.

To them like that, the wind gaze explains the cause of this one.

"However, you should stop keeping unicorns like this. That disease happens because the place you keep it is too dirty or the horse is stressed and weak. Maybe that also has to do with trying to force me to raise the unicorn I lived outside. The next time the same thing happens, I don't think it's weird to die."

Just because you get mold on your body doesn't make you look like a water bug.

Explain cordially via Chloe's interpreter that this illness occurred because there was a problem somewhere in how to keep

Then the village chiefs would have understood.

He made me promise that he would pay close attention to such efforts in the future, and Windmill and the others finished their work.