The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

The Black Iron Transport Squad boarding house was just a little further down the main street where the slave trade hall was located to the side of the mountains.

The sign indicating the inn says' Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge '.

A yagoo is a goat about the size of a roba that lives in a mountain range around here, a must-have livestock to cross the streets of a mountain range. The streets of the mountain range are too narrow for carriages to cross, so let dozens of Yagoos carry loads and line up to go back and forth. It was raised not only for cargo handling, but also in defensive cities because it withstood coarse meals, had a mild temperament and could take milk and meat.

Yagoo seems to feature mountain goats and has features that want to climb the wall.

From the top of a chopped rock mountain, flying to the top of another rock mountain, you descend the cliff in a bare manner and surprise the beholder.

It was also used in defensive cities to jump over this wall, known as the "Yagoo Bouncing Bridge", meaning that it will survive a pinch of absolute destiny.

"Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion", like the other buildings in the district, was a stone solid building, but had a wider mouth than the other buildings, with two open doors open to welcome guests.

Captain Dick and Deputy Marlow get off Raptor and head to the entrance. Mariela and Lynx also get off the carriage and follow. I wanted to get Siegmund out of here early, but first I washed him in the back, and then he took him to the back with me on the carrier.

Inside the door is a dining room and tavern with a staircase leading to the second floor behind the store's right hand side.

Due to the early hours of the evening, when the day passed around, the room was idle and the redhead lady who burned at the counter was the store number.

"Dick! You were early today!

A red-haired woman speaks up and rushes to Captain Dick's side looking familiar.

She looks like a beauty with a strong heart, and she has huge tits.

"What, the dog came and went fast?"

Captain Dick answers with his chest up for some reason. Looks happy to me anyway.

"The usual room is empty. Now, get that armor off me. I'll take care of the meal.

And that lady, that's a face you don't see, right?

"Nice to meet you. Mariella. I'd like a room for two, please."

Redhead beauty's gaze goes to Deputy Marlow.

"I met him on my journey. Her company was our 'load', but if it's behind the second floor, isn't that okay?

"Right. Welcome to Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion! Atashi is Amber. Ask me anything I don't know.

Amber, who listens to Deputy Marlow's introduction and lovingly serves customers. Pay for the 3 day inn for now and receive the keys. 30 copper coins per night for 2 people room. 5 copper coins per person for breakfast.

Cheap. From the market in a defensive city, it's about as cheap as staying with a runaway adventurer. "Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion" has a good location, a splendid building and a dining room. Looks like a good place to stay over the intermediate level, but the cost of lodging is too low.

"Eh... cheap..."

There was an unexpected voice.

"Oh, the Labyrinth City Inn is subsidized out of your country. You're such a scumbag, aren't you?

Even though there's a labyrinth, it's a lot to get here, and it's hard to get people together.

Uncle Neighbourhood takes care of it so that the minimum life can be cheaper.

Mariella, take your time.

I don't know the price of the labyrinth city, but I still have more than six big silver coins for selling potions.

It seems like we can live for a while.

(Nevertheless………)

Mariella gently places her hand on her chest.

(Mr. Amber, chest tight………)

Mariella sighed wondering if there was any potion to enlarge her breasts.

Captain Dick and his deputies, Deputy Mallow, went straight up to the upstairs room.

Lynx says he's going to go give the rest of the members the keys, so Mariella's on her way with him.

Out the back door, I saw a toilet-like building and a water field, and further back, a garage and a beast house. There seems to be free laundry on the water field, with laundry plates and buckets for lending. In the corner of the water field there was also a bathing space separated by a cloth.

"Hey, Eurike, let's eat first -"

When Lynx spoke, four members of the Black Iron Transport Corps came out of the garage.

"Eurike says he'll come after he takes care of Raptor.

While receiving the key, one of the Black Iron Transport teams answers.

"He likes Raptor. I'll give you the keys. Go ahead.

With that said, Lynx ran towards the beast house.

When I looked around and wondered where Siegmund was, Siegmund came out of the bathroom in a hurry.

She hurried out, her hair looks wet and cold. She rewound it. Her hipster is wet and snaggy.

(You wiped it with a hipster (sole) ……)

Mariella herself, she doesn't have a change of clothes or anything.

The coat I'm wearing right now is woven with Daisies fiber and sucks on the wearer and atmospheric magic to repair it automatically, so I don't see any particular deterioration, but the clothes I'm wearing inside will be worn out after 200 years. The skin on the porch and shoes is cracked all over the place and is about to tear.

(If you look at Siegmund, shop first)

After drying Siegmund with the magic of life "Dry", we head to the room.

When I told him to follow me, Siegmund followed me very closely. The calf is dragging her left leg, which is discoloured due to the swelling. Mariella's lumbar minotaur on her right hand... holds a bunch of herbs. The right arm doesn't seem to move at all, but the clumsiness of holding it instead of having a bunch of herbs makes the right arm seem crippled as well. Right eye after that. I hide it with my hair all the time. His complexion is poor, and his haha and breathing are shallow and short.

The room behind the second floor, where Mariella was raised, was quite large, with two beds at both ends of the room and two desks and chairs between them. There is a closet between the door and the room where luggage and armor can be placed, and what a small but bathroom.

When I say bath, there are just deep buckets and drainage holes to the point where people are critical, and the water supply facilities are not on. I have to water and boil it with magic or magic props, but the rooms with baths were limited to luxury accommodation, at least in the defensive city where Mariella knew.

(Bath! Happy, let's stay slow later.

I thought I could only wipe enough with hot water, so I would be very grateful to take a bath.

Unexpectedly good room but bedroom smells wet and moldy. I guess the windows are small and the sun is not good. Sheets are clean but straw mats may have bugs.

(It's a room where you can put unhygienic slaves. I don't have a choice.

The water bath seems to be done, but it smells like even from Siegmund, and the hair and beard are tangled with dirt, dust, and things I don't really understand, like dough. I just appreciate you letting me in my room.

After venting with life magic, close the window. Close the door of the room and close the door. I also closed the inner door in front of the bedroom, so my voice won't leak outside. I did more magic on the room lighting, so even if I closed the window, the room was bright enough and I had no problem checking it out. Receive and confirm the herb. The carriage is rocking and the edges are missing, but nothing is missing. I can handle first aid adequately.

"Sit there."

Pointing to the chair, for some reason Siegmund sat on the floor beside the chair. Whether your left leg swells and doesn't bend well, just bend your left leg to the side and sit dressed like you broke your front seat. He doesn't raise his face and looks like he's looking around Mariella's leg.

(Why, on the floor……. Well, no.

Mariela asked to move her chair across from Siegmund to sit down.

"I say, Mariella. Can I talk to Sieg about you?

You cannot disobey my orders under a servitude contract. Do you have this?

"Yes. Call it what you want. Your husband.

I will never forget your grace for picking up such imperfections.

I will not disobey any order. I beg your pardon.

Saying so, Sieg rubbed his forehead against the floor and sat down.

(Wow...)

Don't pull. A big man in a dungeon or something. And the line I'm talking about.

A slave trader like Raymond may have used some kind of mental magic.

Anyway, it's full of things I don't know right now. Unbetrayed sources are important, and it's comforting to have men to live with. Sieg's words and deeds come on. As for getting them changed, we need to treat them first. Mariella, the alchemist, knew that Siege was the physical limit as well as the injury.

"Call me Mariella. Show me your face.

Sieg looks up and scratches up his snapped hair.

Skinny and cheeky but with a neat face. Beautiful deep pale eyes with only one. If I shave my beard and get myself into shape, it's going to be a nice middle to catch people's eyes.

As Mariella lifted her hand to see her right eye, Sieg stiffened her body with a bickle. Mariella knew a child who would react like this. He was a child protected by an orphanage and routinely beaten by his parents. I guess Sieg was also subjected to constant violence, with a number of small scars all over his body.

I wonder what Sieg has been treated like earlier, when he said he had no hesitation about his younger daughter. Mariela had chest pains.

Move your hands slowly and touch your face to avoid frightening Zeke. Hot. I still have a fever. The right half of his face would be demonic claw marks, with three large scratches. This scratch is old and completely blocked, but my right eye was crushed.

(This requires an elixir or eyeball-specific special potion.

Elixir is a miracle spirit medicine. Any injury or illness is cured as long as it is alive, and even site defects are instantly repaired.

At the height of alchemy, obtained by smelting rare and expensive materials in complex procedures, Mariella cannot of course be made. In other words, even in defensive cities there were more alchemists than the number of bakeries in the treatment of legendary psychic drugs, but I had never even heard of anyone who knew the recipe instead of being able to make it.

Instead, it was distributed as a defect repair drug, called a 'specialty potion', which is made by smelting materials based on special potions that can be made by high-level alchemists. Mariella doesn't know how to make it because leading alchemists study ingredients and recipes and the original recipes developed are kept secret.

At Mariella's Alchemy skill level in the first place, she managed to create advanced potions under base premium potions.

(I can't have my right eye...)

Next, examine your right arm. There are marks of demon bites on the forearm. When asked, he said he was hit by a black wolf about half a month ago.

The Black Wolf, also known as the Chi Wolf, is small compared to Forest Wolf, but has a venom that slows down the healing of wounds in the fangs. The attack power of each head is weak, but because it acts in the herd, the targeted prey is persevered while bleeding, weakened and eventually devoured.

The wound on the arm is not completely healed, and the flesh on the bite marks is discoloured and snapped. After the demon bit me, I guess I left it untreated. The demon poison in the fangs seems to be entering the wound and delaying full healing. She doesn't move as if she can't help herself, but she has a sense of fingertips, so her nerves don't seem to be cut.

And finally, the left leg. This one was also hit by a black wolf, and some of the calf meat is being ripped off.

They burned it to stop the bleeding, and instead of the burn marks not healing, the bacteria are entering and inflaming because they were transported in an unhygienic environment of drooling. The flesh is discoloured and swollen enough to be seen from the side.

(We need to do something about this inflammation first.

Your arms seem like they can handle an intermediate potion, but your legs want an advanced specialty potion.

Still, I'm looking fine, but isn't this wound, a severe pain?

The freshly pressed baking mark is red and black, and the engraved part is discolored to some brown, but this one is also inflammatory.

With the superior potion, I guess I can instantly cure everything, but I can't help what I can't make. To treat at a lower potion it is necessary to take some steps to treat it.

"First, wash the wound.

Mariella decided to start treatment.