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"Master, master. Yesterday, we gave you the knowledge that soil, grass, and man are equal in their components, and that although the body of man is complex, if you look closely, simple things are made up of a combination. However, Master. Unknown to me, I do not know what man is with, or what life is with."

"That question is not academic. Not even analytical. Yesterday, I told you that life has something small and simple and something big and complicated."

"You were absolutely right. Then where shall I learn from?"

"Right. Today, let's discuss how a person's body works by limiting it to the ingestion of things that come from outside."

"What does it mean to be from the outside"

"It's water, it's food, it's rotten food, it's the seed of the disease that God directed. But for today, I'll leave the pills and poison out of the conversation. By doing so, you'll see what medicine is."

Rikki, Rikki, the recorders run the pen desperately.

Dialogue generally takes place between Sheila and Scalabel, but from time to time, Norma raises questions that she has learned about, and Armamir and Cotosia may also raise short questions.

Lekan and Carwin are utterly silent. Honestly, Lekan doesn't know a tenth of the story. Carwin shines his badly witty eyes and listens to him still.

Interestingly, the questions Edda sometimes comes up with seem to stimulate the debate well.

From Lecan's point of view, it's like amateurs getting mixed up in a match between masters, but this lack of fear is a beauty when it comes to Eda's beauty.

It was lunchtime, so I moved to the dining room.

In a chat, Norma talked about Lecan's technology. In other words, the affected area was removed without flushing, the patient's body was not cut and burdened, and it was removed from the body by "moving", etc.

Cotogia stuffed Lecan to explain what kind of technology it was. Sheila explained that Lekan has very special and precise exploration magic, so that "travel" can be used with comparable accuracy to "operation". Kotozia asked a few questions so that he could not give up. Armamir, who is a pharmacist as well as head of the therapy department, was listening not to miss a word.

Lekan uncommonly opened his mouth from himself and told him that it was Norma who taught him the purpose of putting his magic together and scrutinizing his body, that Norma's ability to examine him was astonishing.

The pharmacists pressed Norma to show them the skill of the examination. Norma put out a wand on the spot, examined Mallia's body and gave him the area where the function was in question.

While on the spot, those who possessed magic and excelled in magic manipulation, namely all of the clerics and some of the pharmacists, were variously mistaken for having the unusual precision of Norma's magic control. Successive offers were made to invite Norma as a lecturer to the temple in which Mizu would take his place.

While appreciating the offer, Norma withdrew the offer because she was now working on a major business.

After lunch, the pharmacist and the clergyman were left behind and moved to the conversation room, where they continued their conversation.

"What a teacher. The division between food and medicine is really ambiguous."

"In my opinion, food is a form of medicine."

"No, not the other way around."

"I don't care what you think. There are medicines that are not food, but there are no foods that are unrelated to people's health. If there is, it's not food anymore"

"I see, I see. Exactly."

The scarabel seemed very fit on this day, the conversation turned out to be feverish and the dinner time was late.

"Shall we go this way now?"

"A little now. Let me talk to you for a second."

"How did you hear about today? People are made of food. I can't live without eating. There's also a secret there that medicinal herbs heal people. Eat. And we're off today. Eda."

"Yes."

"If Scalabel eats, let him take you to bed. Then I'm going to purify you in bed."

"Yeah! Okay"

"Armamir, like"

"I did accept. Good, Carwin."

"Yes."

"Edda. I'll give you this magic restorative. Drink before the Purification."

"Yeah. What's your necklace today?

"You don't want it. Do it without it."

"Yes."

Scarabelle said she couldn't eat alone, so she prepared dinner for everyone.

Armamir instructed the maid to prepare a meal for the two recorders as well.

The recorder's pharmacists, frightened, took turns eating dinner about their seats. It was full of good food. Even at a time like this one doesn't let go of the paper and pen. Scalabels and Sheila's words are meant to be recorded without warning.

"As a matter of fact, about this morning, both me and the two recorders and the Kotozian clerics grabbed hold of the clergy and the pharmacists, including the Malian clergy. That has already been rigorously questioned. What happened yesterday? What was discussed? When I explained part of the conversation, I asked him to read the record."

"So both the recorders and you were wearing them out in the morning."

"Ho ho. When I went out of my sight, I was worried about them and their records, so I ordered them to keep their records away from me again. I'll let you eat with me in the future."

"Speaking of which, you've been trying to listen to this room for the last three days using Far Ear. Two."

"Eh."

"Far Ear"? Is there a pharmacist who can master such magic?

"Hmm. I wouldn't be a pharmacist, would I? 'Cause I guess all the pharmacists were in the room at lunch yesterday. I used Far Ear from outside the building."

"Dear Sheila, is it possible that all yesterday's stories have been leaked"

"No. There are several kinds of connections in this room. Far Ear is trying to reverse the coordinates, so you can't hear the conversation in this room."

"Hmm. And yet, who?

"Maybe."

"Yeah? Does Cleric Armamir have any idea?

"In addition to two clerks and one clerical apprentice, six employees of the Chancellery have been seconded from the Chancellery this time. These are low-status people who, under the direction of the clerks, are very good at chores. I hear they sometimes work close to a secret detective."

"Well," Far Ear "isn't offensive magic. I don't want to do anything more than that."

The sound of the recorder's pen echoes. Lekan was impressed as he recorded this conversation.