Life with my Little Sister

(Well...... Shall we go see how you're doing?

Aletta laughed with Niyaniya and watched Alto act.

She is a skilled pharmacist.

So if you look at the handiwork of handling tools and materials before you know it, you can grasp the approximate strength at that point.

I'm sure that kid creates potions diligently with a startling trembling hand.

A boy who speaks in one word is about seven or eight years old.

At that age, you can't possibly have all kinds of technology.

The ingredients are intact, but first, let them make rough potions.

On top of that, if he makes an excellent potion out of his gorgeous judgment and shows it, he should know.

How great a doctor an elf named Aletta is.

And that there is something better than a teacher.

(hehe...... I can see your face then. Well, depending on your attitude, you can give him some clue...)

The child at the end of his gaze, however, did not head to the workbench.

Walk with Tokotoko to the sink - not the sewage, but the problematic structure where the water just flows as it is outside.

"- Huh!?"

So I saw something incredible.

And suddenly a sphere of water appeared in the air.

That couldn't have been anything but magic.

(No chanting, water magic...!?)

He stays put, where he washes his hands with a jab jab.

When I finished washing it, it seemed to be drying it this time with wind magic.

And that hand shines only pale for a moment.

Aletta quickly realized that that was the magic of purification.

(Even the magic of high difficulty purification, even though it's rare to say that you don't need chanting... Who the hell is this kid...!?)

What if you're not human?

Such suspicion runs through my head.

(Nevertheless, you know you wash your hands before touching the appliance or ingredients...)

To be clean.

Such normal knowledge and perceptions are not very pervasive in the public.

From a doctor's point of view, it is a liberal matter.

Particularly problematic is the reality that even health-care professionals are gobbled up with people who do not have a hygiene concept.

Apparently that child's teacher teaches at least the most important act of 'washing'.

When Alto comes to the workbench, he checks the condition of the instruments and materials first.

Even though this is normal, there are many fools who neglect it.

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The child spoke in another language that was not Sauruan and was impressed.

(Hmm. You're surprised because my tools are amazing...)

She interpreted it that way, but in fact Alto Crane put groaned at the

"Oh, it's well maintained with all the details. You're the one who can take care of the tools..."

It was.

Thus, Alto begins the work.

Aletta was surprised by the pattern.

(Duh, what the hell...! That kid's move, very much not the kind of docillotte he started learning today!? It's smooth as if he's been in shape for years and not a day...!

You're still a kid who's supposed to be under ten, why?

Before I uttered that question, another surprise struck Aletta.

(What!? I'm boiling the root of the gim...!?)

The root of the gim is a stone to be rinsed down and mixed as is.

When heated, it is assumed that it produces bitterness and makes drinking harder on the healing effect drastically reduced.

But Alto snapped the peeled roots in the water with a tiny beaker, and as soon as he pulled out the ac, he pulled them up.

Then, I rinse it down and use it.

Others acted differently from the normal creation process to the point where there was no kiri on the count.

All of that was Aletta's never-seen machining method.

Potions that use existing materials don't take this much time.

That's why it's made as elementary.

But Alto's. That's a lot of steps.

And surprisingly, it was still fast-paced.

From Aletta's point of view, the normal method of making and speed of creation did not seem the same.

It was terribly handy.

And the originating Bekuma leaves, combined with other materials, are made into a different kind of medicinal solution that I have never seen before.

Finally, it was mixed with a liquid using existing material to complete the potion.

(What? What, how to make this guy...! I don't know! I've never seen anything like it!

The liquid produced is blue like clear lake water.

At a glance, I can recognize it as something separate from just the potion.

The little boy looked back to Aletta.

"Made Sita."

…………

The Elf's Fugui family took out a single metal rod with a flashing expression.

It is a special item for potion assessment, created by mixing chemicals with demonic metals.

When this stick is immersed in a medicinal solution, it reacts to the ingredients in it and becomes colored.

That shade gives us some idea of how effective the medicine is.

(This kid......! I don't even see a strange bareback when I give out an appraisal stick......! I mean, you know what 'this' is... Maybe that woman elf named Siebel taught you......!

Abominable, she thought.

This appraisal stick is one of the secrets of the elves, a technique that has not been taught to the human race.

The inventor is a great high ancestor who was called nothing alongside the sorcery of destruction in pharmacy.

Because Aletta had a sincere respect for the high ancestors known in the name of 'ruin', she resented Siebel for teaching the human child something about the existence of this stick created by the ancestors of the clan.

(Next time I see you, I might even complain about one of them!

Whimpering in my chest, I use a stick.

Thus the Elves' secret judged the potion made by Alto to be of high quality.

That was an incredibly high level of judgment, given the rank of the materials he used.

"………………"

Aletta clasped her tongue and clenched her teeth instead.

And stare at the boy.

"... tell me one thing"

"What, ca?

"You learned your technique from that Siebel woman, didn't you?

Alto nodded with clarity.

"... I boiled the root of the gim, why?

Alto thought the question was twofold, but answered it without saying it.

"The root of the gim, the heating lu and effect, but the lower gal, supposedly, and il's is a mistake, Death"

With a rough language, he explains.

Says that it is the ac that comes out when it is fever that is the source of suffering and the substance that hinders the therapeutic effect.

When heated, the bitter ingredient temporarily increases production, but if it is allowed to release as an ac by simmering, the inhibitory factor is removed and the potion becomes more effective.

In addition, although the becuma leaves cannot be used as is, the drug effect is dramatically improved when mixed with the potion when it is made into a drug solution by a special method.

Aletta cut and dumped the becuma as a 'weed', but he explained that it was an essential plant for creating the Ningro potion.

"Don't be ridiculous! Neither inside me nor my master knows how to do this! How does your teacher know how to do this?"

"Eh, 'The Great Collapse' Causes It, Ai... Siebel Says Masita"

The Great Collapse caused enormous damage not only to human life, but also to ecosystems, including plants.

Becuma leaves were also temporarily pushed to the brink of extinction.

Under such circumstances, the pharmacists at the time had no choice but to make potions out of becuma leaves.

With few and limited materials, we had no choice but to challenge the formula.

So the way Aretta knows how to make it cannot be called simple 'degradation'.

At the time, that was the best solution.

And by the time the ingredients of the medicine came back to life in nature, the "ancient potion" method, which took a lot of time and, above all, used a large variety of ingredients, was lost.

All that remained was a simplified, 'emergency' way of making it.

"Then what? Even though Siebel was passing on lost technology, he was sparing it for his own people!?"

"A man named Locus, who knows how to make it, Tel, Siebel, and Tema Sita. Pass it on, Nye, all sorts of problems, Al Thought Mass."

"Master Rocus...? No, that one should have studied pharmacy straight away from Takazu... Have you avoided telling them...? Then maybe Siebel was also a disciple of Master Rocus..."

Aletta spills stupidity with a look like she chewed up a bitter bug.

"... my master's genealogy doesn't mean that if you follow the original, you'll reach Master Rokus, but you haven't told me...! What the hell is going on?

Alto shrugged in his chest that he would have trouble staring at me.

"You said alto, didn't you? Siebel naturally has the skill and knowledge to create more potions, doesn't he?

"No, no, no, no."

"Yes! That would be good!

Aletta's eyes glistened.

"I'm going to ask your master, and I'm going to ask him all the methods that he knows!

The elf girl screamed so she could roar.

(I don't think 'all' is possible...)

Alto Crane puts on his shoulders.

I felt nauseous talking about apologizing, but he didn't have the guts to mix it up.