Okami Wa Nemuranai

22

The carriage was picking me up.

It is not the first of its kind to be built with utility-based qualities like a riding carriage or a luggage carriage.

Shiny, attentive, and your clothes are of very high quality.

I mean, this is a carriage from a nobleman.

Edda went inside the carriage with Norma, but it is unwelcome for Lecan to go in.

So Rekan walked after the carriage.

The coach entered the neighborhood where the nobles lived.

He entered the premises through the front gate and entered the mansion through the front entrance. I mean, they treat me like a regular customer.

An old man, who looked like a butler, welcomed me.

"Dear Norma. Thank you for your time."

"I'll grandpa. How is Prado?"

"Do you mean one step at a time"

"Really?"

"My appetite is a little..."

"I see."

I was put through to the reception room and the tea was served. Norma handed the butler a small hammer.

And a steamed towel came out on the plate.

"Recan. Eda. Wipe your hands with a towel."

"Is this the custom of this house?

"No. I asked for it. I come to see you once a month, but I always clean my hands with a steamed towel before my checkup"

"Right. Is the patient Prado?"

"Prado Goncourt. He owns the Goncourt family."

"I see."

It's a family name I don't know. So even if you say you're the one, you don't know any emotions.

Most of all, it is about the lords who know the family name in this town.

I tried to remember what that lord's family name was, but I can't remember.

(Well, it doesn't matter)

Eventually the butler came and the three were led to our Lord's bedroom.

23

Lord Norma.

An old man who slept in bed pointed his face only at the door, so crushed.

Recan wondered.

The head of a famous family may call a commoner's practitioner to his home.

But it's unnatural to call them "lords".

That means Norma may also be of aristocratic origin.

"We're out of time. Today, we were accompanied by two surgeons who could use" Recovery ". I'm Lecan and Edda."

"Ho."

I just looked at his face and I can see he's thin and thin.

The area around the eyes is dark and indented, and there is only one close to the Dead Minister.

"Excuse me."

Norma turned the seemingly soft duvet, took out his cane and began examining him.

"The fundus seems to be working steadily."

"I don't need a break."

"I brought my usual medication"

"It's like I could live to this day because of that."

"I wish it worked better"

The old man closed his eyes silently.

"Well, Lecan. Eda. Dear Prado, some of his guts are not functioning well. As a result, the ability to take food into the body is weak. He also has weak powers to clean things that don't fit in his body. As a result, my health is severely weakened."

Lekan and Edda are listening in silence.

"Your" recovery "should be very effective temporarily. That will cheer your body up and give you an appetite. While your body is healthy, your body will get much better if you can suppress how the disease works"

This seems to be letting Lekan and Edda hear it, I guess they're letting the patient himself hear it, Lekan thought.

"I asked the two of you to come, but from what Prado is doing now, Edda, it still seems like I should ask you to do"

"Yes."

"Set up the cane that Sheila gave me."

Edda set up a cane.

"Let us gather our magic weakly and examine our whole bodies softly, from chest to belly."

Edda also begins to understand the examination. I went through the whole body carefully.

"I wonder how you got yourself diagnosed."

"I'm weak. And it's poisoned."

"Poison, you say?

Prado blinked and uttered words. Norma gives the answer.

"Poison, in this case, is not a good thing to get out of your body. My body is tormented by what comes out of my body."

"Oh."

Prado closed his eyes again.

"Okay, so first we're going to focus on the guts and wash away the bad stuff. And then, give your whole body health and vitality. Can you do that?"

"Yes."

At the end of the cane, rather than enclosing the entire arm around the cane, a green light sphere was born.

Prado also opened his eyes in surprise at the light.

"Ooh? Ooh?

The green light sphere slowly sucked into Prado's chest.

And I hit my whole body so that the water would stick to the cotton.

"Ooh. Ooh."

Prado groaned small. It's not a voice that comes out of pain, but a groan that spills out of unexpected comfort.

In a dim room, Prado's entire body brings together green phosphorescence.

For a long time, that phosphor did not go away.

"Recovery."

More and more earlier gave rise to huge light spheres.

However, the color was not green, it was blue.

A clear blue, beautiful sphere of light.

"Huh."

It was Norma who spoke quietly.

Eda is focused on treatment.

The blue light became thick and slender and fell on Prado's chest.

I slowly moisten my body, and then I creep.

"Ahhhhhhhhh"

I got a voice that I couldn't feel.

Prado's mouth opens as if he were trying to take the sacred air into his body, and his eyes are heavily dazzled as if he were trying to take away the miracles that are happening to his body now.

After a long time, the blue light went out, but by then, Prado was resting in peace, and his expression was happiness itself.

Norma is pointing a trembling wand at Prado and examining him.

"Oh, my God."

Come on, ramblingly, I hung a futon on Prado, and Norma looked back.

Its eyes are directed at Edda.

Strong emotional eyes, but I don't know what those emotions are.

"Recan. Eda. I'm going home."

That's when the butler came in. Behind it follows a servant who pushed the wagon.

The butler tried to talk about something, but Norma opened her mouth first.

"The examination and treatment are over. Master Prado has been restored to health."

"Oh."

"You had a number of other visits today. If you'll excuse me, I'll be right home."

"No. Please wait. As soon as you have your tea, I will prepare a thank you."

"We really need to hurry. See you next time for tea. Let me thank you."

"Okay. I'll have a carriage ready in a minute."

24

After he arrived back at the infirmary, Norma did not intend to go out for his next visit.

Lekan felt a rumble about what had happened, but dared to ask another question.

"That old man seemed rich. That's the red potion I should get and drink."

"I thought I bought it. I thought I drank it. Many times already. Two years ago I drank a big red potion."

"Still won't heal?

"I thought it had healed. Even if it got healthier, once. But then the pain came, and the condition worsened again."

"What? Why did it get worse again?"

"Because I can't cut the root of my illness. The red potion will erase all symptoms of the disease. It also almost restores my health to a healthy state. But the red potion doesn't take away the roots of the disease. With the disease taking its roots down so deep, it can't be recovered!

Silence descended.

It was Edda who uttered the words.

"Um. Did you fail something?

"Fail? No, it's outrageous. That's not a failure."

"Was it purification? No, recovery, including purification."

"The spell was a 'recovery'. But that was purification itself, Lecan."