Okami Wa Nemuranai

10

"Master, master. Yesterday's story was truly interesting to hear. But it is not yet clear to me what the herb is. Let's take a step and teach you now."

"Right. Yesterday, I preached life from soil, grass, and human beings, but today, let's think about what life is, starting from the point of breaking down that boundary. You know salt."

"Yet I cannot say that I know its essence"

"You got away well. Salt is soil when it comes to yesterday's division. That's good."

"I understand"

"Yesterday, I taught that grass eats dirt and people eat grass. That's not wrong. But salt is indispensable to a person's life. I don't know what this means."

"Master. Salt solidifies a man's flesh and supports him only under the power of movement. That's what I taught my teacher."

"That's the right thing to know. At the same time, it is also known to us. Once you forget. And think about it. If a person is a complete being, there is no need to take in anything, no need to throw away anything. Just like the money is."

"But people eat things, they excrete things. Is that proof that people are not complete?"

"It is, and it is not. Think about it. Money remains the same. Without loss, without gain, without decay, without growth. Although it may be complete, is there true beauty and true function there? I think you're beautiful and the most functional, but you're not going to be more beautiful and more functional, or you're going to throw yourself away to be more beautiful and more functional."

"I think I am beautiful for what I aspire to be higher. I think I'm more functional for further functionality"

"That's what people do. Life is it. Man is a growing being. That's more than complete. Then what is the hallmark of life? When seeds are planted from the same grass, branches grow in different positions. I mean, life has its loose ends. It's the most extreme proof that you're alive."

"Let's see what loose ends are. And what is life?"

"Loose means that things are chosen without choosing, but in this case it means something else. People keep living, but that part keeps dying. And I keep being born. The body of a man is like a fixed thing, and it's not, and it's always taking in something new and rewriting itself."

"What can I say?"

Rikari, Rikari and the recorder engrave the letters.

11

"Excuse me, sir."

The Lordship Butler came in.

"Lunch has been prepared. Would you mind moving, please?"

The line moved to the dining room. Even so, it's the room right next door.

The chair has been removed leaving two. Except for Scalabel and Sheila, it will be a standing meal.

Only during this lunch time can accompanying clerics and pharmacists also be admitted to the hotel. This happened because of the consideration of giving people who could not enter the conversation room the opportunity to participate in the conversation between them.

When the Lecans entered the dining room, the clergyman and the pharmacist all stood by and waited.

And they, like, lost their words.

Scarlabel, who was old and could only walk well, is walking just fine.

That's not all. The complexion that was white is restoring the color of a person's healthy flesh.

What the hell happened?

Someone has to say something because it has attracted so much attention.

In a quiet dining room, it was Armamir who opened his mouth.

"In a conversation with Sheila, a new possibility of" purification "was opened that no one had ever noticed. As a result, Superintendent Scalabel was greatly restored to his health. Thank God."

The blurring spread.

Some cut the mark of holiness, some wept, some knelt by the proximity of the scarabel, and looked closer at the scarabel, which was clearly different from yesterday's.

Some sought an explanation of what had happened, according to Armamir.

Everyone is surrounded by surprise, joy and emotion. It is also an indication of how admired the Scalabel is.

Scalabel asked Sheila what she would eat and Sheila replied that she would eat a little piece of soup without utensils and a slice of sandwich. Scalabel then proceeded to the cooking table himself, took a sandwich on the plate, received the soup from the maid and placed it in front of Sheila. And I got the same thing for myself.

Cleric Armamir spoke to Lekan as he watched the two of them eat quietly.

"Uncle Shifu"

"Stop calling me that."

"Ha. You did, Lord Lecan."

"What?"

"Do you still have the ingredients for your physical recovery pills?

"Yeah? You had a few more minutes."

"I'm truly rude, but in front of all of you, thank you for the preparations."

"Armamir"

Scarlabel gave him a grumpy voice.

"I don't mind."

"Master."

"So many pharmacists have come all the way from King's Capital. I can't afford not to entertain anything. Lecan."

"Oh."

"You still have the magic restorative material, right?

"Oh."

"Okay. Well, then, guys. Get your stomach ready. When I get rid of the table dishes, Lekan will try to make health and magic recovery pills. I tell Lekan my best intentions. You can assume that the medicine that Lecan makes is the same medicine that I make."

(I'm sure I can't make the same pills as you)

I didn't want you to say anything that would inspire expectations around you, but when this happens, I can't take it down.

Rekan rushed to the food.

Transfer the smoked meat into a dish and chew with munchkin.

Transfer one sandwich to a plate and flatten with pepper.

He swallowed raw vegetables, drank very much soup, and prepared for battle.

The food was cleaned up and the extra table was lowered.

A recan stands at the wall and a smaller table is placed in front of it.

Scalabel and Sheila sit on two chairs placed directly in front of them.

The rest stands and surrounds the table in surprise.

I'm afraid of the eyes of a goddess named Marlia in the front row.

You heard the rumors, and both the Knights' deputy commander and the Temple Knights came in.

A little late, the three wizards also came in.

(Chuckles)

(Good thing they came in)

Lekan is going to show off his magic control with all his body and spirit. I don't mind seeing a pharmacist. But when the wizards see you, they may know what's in your hand. Nevertheless, we can no longer go back.

(There is only one way)

If you want to see it, you can see it.

The small plates were removed, the deep plates were removed, and the material was removed, and Lecan first made a physical recovery medicine.

Next, I made a magic restorative.

When the magic restoration pills that could have been made made made a small noise and fell into the deep dish, the dining room calmed down, and no one could make a single sound. Even breathing was as if everyone had forgotten.

Eventually someone took a deep breath and someone applauded.

And people all over the room gave Rekan an unmistakable applause.

Pharmacist Carwin lent a hand to Scalabel. Scarabelle rose from her chair and bowed her head deeply to Lecan.

"I thought you were a disciple, but you weren't. You were my brother."

"Instructor Scalabel. That can't be right. You should be able to make better pills than I do."

"As a matter of fact, when I heard that you had fixed both the dispensation and the magic, I felt no stranger. That those two things are not going to work together. But I found out after looking at the current dispensation. The highest level of dispensation required the highest level of magic control."

"Keep your head up, mentor. I'm a chick who just taught me how to make medicine. I don't know anything about healing people's illness and injuries."

"But without you, the master's best intentions would have been lost. I'm just wondering how that young man could have so much precise control, but if it wasn't for you, I'd be able to inherit this deliberate. I keep my head down about it."

"That's about it. Lecan's in trouble. Well, let's go back to the room just now. I get tired of being alone every day with a lot of people."

"Lord Lecan. Are you sure you want these two pills?"

"Oh."

"Everybody, we go back to the talking room. I'm going to put this medicine away, so let me take a good look."

Marlia and another cleric finally lifted a deep dish containing physical and magic restorative drugs.

As for Lecan, I wanted the deep dish back, but it was a little hard to say atmosphere, so I kept quiet.

All they can do here is have lunch time, after which they have to return to the Lords' Palace and head to the aristocracy that is the quarters in the evening. So I guess physical and magic recovery pills are going to take a closer look at them in the Lordship Hall from now on.