Reincarnated as a Villager ~ Strongest Slow-life

My medicine is broken.

The ingredients collected in Führer Lewallo, Duke of Viblast territory, are also suckalakan. Were you a little too immersed in collecting EXP......

"Do you have any medication ingredients?

Ask the Witch of the Great Library who is never tired of following you.

"Yes, this way."

and follows the Witch of the Great Library who walked out. And after me, the general (?) The Witches continue.

... is the witch free...?

So, the witch at the Great Library brought me to a place where I was so dodgy that even the circus seemed to open.

"What is this place?

It's our workshop.

A witch's workshop? That sounds interesting.

When I dived into the entrance to enter the tent, something changed the air.

…………

I went inside and stopped.

... hey, what is this...!?

I don't know how to understand it. What an incredible space it had become.

If you look to the right, there is a forest of specimen shelves, if you look to the left, there is a library, and if you look down, the workshop meets each other. There are mysterious spheres of all sorts, large and small, floating up there.

More than anything else, it's the number of witches flying across it. There are at least two hundred of them...

"Even your lord is surprised."

The witch in the big library who said so was also surprised to see me.

"The only person who's not surprised to see this is someone whose emotions are dead."

Anyone whose emotions don't work before the sight of a witch flying is proof that he's out of his mind.

"Right."

Something seems like a delightful big library witch. What the hell, man?

"This way."

and the Witch of the Great Library floated and flew up into the air.

"... Reality witches don't have dreams..."

Tell me about Lady Glenn and the flying pigeons. Why are you missing the Dragon Dot? Damn.

I followed the Witch of the Great Library out of her infinite bag to make up for her dreams. And, of course, the witches behind it......

The Witch of the Great Library flying in the sky went toward one sphere and was swallowed by the sphere as it was.

"Are you okay?

Ask the witch behind you.

"Yes, keep moving"

If that's what you mean, I just went ahead and stuck it in the sphere - and they showed up in a room full of drawers.

"It's a medicine bank. Use it as you please."

Shh, like it, I didn't even mention my name in the drawer, but I'm not going to say it unscrupulously.

"Coriant. Assist."

"Yes, Master Lara"

And when I did, a colorful witch appeared. You're not a weird assistant, are you?

"I'm the head of the pharmacy. Say the ingredients and I'll bring them."

"Say anything"

I honestly think it would be colorful if I wasn't a witch, but there are some signs of feeling it. A better sense of distance would be best.

"Is there a hanarama grass?

"Yes, there are many of them."

"What about the bassinara grass?

"That's the ingredient for the recovery pills. Okay, I'll bring everything."

He gave instructions to a witch who seemed to subordinate him and brought him some healing pill ingredients.

"Is it a cure for the Krumut flow? That said, you belonged to the Arberian kingdom."

"You had a genre or something on your recovery pills. I've never known it before."

I heard that if things changed, the ingredients would change, but I was distinguished as a genre.

"There are sixty-four genres in the Empire. Plants change in the environment."

"Right. The weather will change."

Even if they are made with the same ingredients, the effects change due to the good and bad ingredients. Making uniform medicines is tough.

"You only make healing pills?

"No, I'll make Elk too. However, it is more efficient to make more healing pills because it is a waste of time to use them because they are mildly ill."

Most wounds are sufficient with regular healing pills, and there are rarely situations where elk is used. This time the empire is just impotent.

"Oh, is there something in there?

The vials are out of stock too, right? If you have one, give it to me.

"I do. I'll bring it to you soon."

"Thank you"

Well. It's someone else's ingredient, and let's make it as much as we can. A witch's workshop would have all the good ones.

Put out the alchemy ring and the magic ring and fit it in your finger.

"Could that be an alchemy ring?

"Yeah. I got it from someone I know."

"You got it well. Even the Empire only counts."

"The world is a big place."

Along with a large number of boxes filled with vials, came a young witch who somehow did something upfront. Oh, what?

"Let these guys make healing pills. The Lord may make elk."

There's a whole bunch of veteran-like witches in the direction that the big library witches point to. That means you have to teach me how to formulate Elk.

Well, not enough to hide it, and if you can make it in bulk, you can't deny it to me. So, do you want to make Janjang Bali?

And four days. He said he encouraged him to make healing drugs. Congratulations.