The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

If you put severe pain on your face, you can throw it away if you can't use it. If you fall, you'll be abandoned and wild and die.

Two large silver coins is about the same amount.

In this situation, Siegmund didn't want to die.

It may be because of this situation.

Mariella had no reason to know, but Siegmund pretended to be calm with her energy alone.

Sitting Sieg on a chair, Mariella heads to the bathroom with a prepared water drain and only one remaining bottle of medicine. After washing, sterilizing and drying the water and medicine bottles with alchemy, return with a bathroom bucket as well.

"Never speak out about what you're going to do now. This is an Order.

"Yes."

Sieg's pale eyes were either due to heat or vain, and his reply was mechanical, but I could confirm that he had a slight magical reaction to the burning marks on his chest.

Place the bucket on your desk and let your right arm out so that the wound is on top.

"Water Purification - Shizuku of Life - Fixation"

Washing water can be produced in the water.

Mariella mimics the theory of Mariella's master that inflamed wounds have better washing water with the power of Shizuku of life than sterilizing water with herbs.

Clean with plenty of scars. The black wolf's temper is washed away by the Shizuku effect of life.

Next, kneel over the chair so that the calf wound faces upwards, and wash this one even more carefully.

To smell everything, wash and discard the water from the barrel.

There was no cloth to wipe off, so peel off the sheets and wipe other than the scar. Leave Shizuku of life intact on the scar. Shizuku of life disappears as soon as it is not immobilized in water or medicine, so it cannot be consumed as it is except by a trained alchemist. Mariela thinks it would be useful if I put a scar on her and it would disappear, but it would dry the wound. It is more hygienic than stuffed with sheets that have not been sterilized, albeit washed, or dried in the wind of a stinking room.

Finally, a chest burn mark. Allow to sit in the chair so as to stand back and wash with a sheet under the baking mark. This one will be fine with the lower potion, but the burn should be cooled down, he said. It would be more effective after washing. I washed this one again and again until the sheets became gusho gusho.

And finally, potion.

Remove from the bundle of dried herbs the seed section of the culliqué grass that is round and blue: pesilignon, a nourishing root called culliqué grass and cargolan.

Pesilignon is a rare find from cullique grass, which grows in the diminution of the shade, and works in unsanitary environments where the wound gets worse, heat that does not heal for long, etc. Culrique grass prefers a sunny place, so in an environment like the one where pesilignons are found, they don't grow first until they are seeded, so they are quite rare.

At one point, if Mariella had accidentally left the culliqué grass, which she had managed in a bowl for seeds, in the shade, Pesilignon would have been formed. And when Pesilignon grew curlice grass from seeds that were about to form, it also grew in the shade, making Pesilignon an easy breed. Since then, Pesilignon has been able to be taken in a certain amount in Mariella's herbal garden. I was surviving in the herb garden after I woke up, so I was right to bring it with me to sell.

Smelt only one potion using a small amount of Currique grass, Cargolan and Pesilignon. A simple potion classified as lower, but this is also classified as a specialty type. It should have an intermediate-like effect on Sieg's symptoms.

"Drink."

When I offered him the potion, Sieg looked at Mariella with a mute expression. It is open to the mouth.

When I stuck a potion bottle in my open mouth because it remained solidified, he drank it.

"Fuck...... Alchemist?

He spoke to me from Siege for the first time. From the time I was making the washing water, I didn't think so, but he was finally convinced after refining the potion.

"Yeah. No more alchemists in this city?

When you receive an empty bottle from Zeke and ask,

"The Alchemist is not here. Long time ago. This is demonic territory.

And I got a reply.

(Oh well. That's right. It's "Labyrinth City," isn't it? After 200 years, it will be)

"So, Orders. 'Never speak out that I'm an alchemist.

Again, beware of Sieg. The more specific the "order" of the slave is, the more effective it is.

"Go to bed there. Dirty hipster is disgusting, you can take it.

When I wake up, the fever drops and it's getting easier. I'm going shopping and stuff, so wake up and sleep tight.

Encourage Siege to the bed of those with sheets and head to the bathroom with wet sheets and medicine bottles in a bucket.

Put the sheets in a bath tub and wash gently before drying them with the magic of life.

Were you at your limit when you went back to your room? Sieg was asleep in bed.

There is a waistcloth-like borough cloth on the side of the chair. Let's have this washed ourselves. It's silly.

(Ah, there might be bugs or something in bed.

Smelt the insect repellent potion and leave it in the corner of the room with the lid of the medicine bottle open.

I also mixed Bendan flowers that have a sleeping effect, so the smell of mold disappears and the smell smells slightly better.

I'm sure he'll sleep well.

Put the water purification in the water drain and place it on the desk with the provided cup, leaving only one room illumination and turning it off, before Mariella quietly left the room.

When I went out into the hallway, Deputy Marlow was waiting in front of my room in the hallway.

Mariella's room is at the back of the second floor. Behind the room of the Black Iron Transport Corps.

Deputy Marlow speaks calmly.

"Did you get the information you wanted?

"Were you listening?

When Mariella returned the question with a question, Deputy Marlow asked him to look up at his shoulder "No way". He really can't eat.

I must have noticed it from the beginning.

As prompted, enter the room of Deputy Marlow next door.

The size of the room and the bathroom, closet, etc. installed near the entrance were no different from Mariella's room, but there was only one bed, and instead there were benches and tables. A partition was placed between the bed and the reception set to allow for easy association.

When I sat in the bench as recommended, Deputy Marlow sat face to face.

"Mariella and I would like to ask for a deal.

"It's potion, isn't it?

It's quick and helpful to talk about. Deputy Marlow replied with a smile.

- Two hundred years ago, a stampede occurred and a labyrinth appeared where it was once a royal castle.

The Kingdom of Endalgia, which was the realm of men, died and became the realm of demons.

People live in labyrinth cities, but that's the same thing Mariella lived in the Devil's Forest, and labyrinth cities are not people, they are demonic realms.

The "line" that draws the "Shizuku of Life" from the earth's veins, which makes the potion a magic medicine, is bound via the spirits of the land.

The ritual of the covenant is executed by the alchemist and the spirits of the land in exchange of their true names, but the spirits speak the words of what governs the realm.

The former Kingdom of Endalgia was the domain of those ruled from generation to generation by the Spirit-protected Royal Endalgia. All the spirits appearing in the Kingdom of Endalgia spoke the words of men, but even though the spirits living in the forest of demons came from the same vein, they spoke the words of demons.

I mean, the words don't make sense.

It was only once that Mariela entered the outer walls of the Kingdom of Endalgia to make a covenant with the Spirit.

Once the 'line' has been formed, the Spirit is not involved in the alchemy itself, so the 'Shizuku of Life' can be drawn up without any problems anywhere, even in the realm of demons and within the boundaries of the earth. If you become an alchemist, you can suck up "Shizuku of Life" without any problems and exercise alchemy.

But if no new alchemist is born for 200 years.

Alchemists who can take Shizuku of Life directly into their bodies were slow to age and long lived, but they can't live for 200 years. In what is said to be a long life if the average person lived 80 years, there were rare things that lived until the age of 120.

During the 200 years Mariella was asleep, no new alchemists were born, and all the alchemists who survived the Stampede must have died.

The Labyrinth City, no. There are no potions in the range of this vein, except those that are tightly contained in the vault.

"I appraised the junior potion you sold to the handyman and he said it was in a freshly made state of preservation.

An intermediate potion-like effect that rarely appears on the market.

I was persistently asked where you got it.

Oh, of course, we're not talking about it. Everyone in this city wants it.

Because if such a poor lady finds out you have it, she'll show up to try to get it even if she can't.

Deputy Marlow speaks slowly and gently. Do you understand what I'm trying to say? Like asking.

"You think you can sell it safely?

Answering that, Deputy Marlow smiled contentedly and said, "Of course. answered."

(Well, I have to sell potions somewhere.

Even if they were pulled out of the middle, it would be a better price than a defensive city.

Mariella has no other way to live than to sell potions.

It is only natural that those who have nothing, neither the art of fighting nor the back shield, will be exploited. Even when I was selling potions in a defensive city, it was normal to be left out. Mariella knew that if she swallowed some irrationality, the minimum benefit would be given.

Still, there are things I can't give in. In selling the potion, Mariella made some terms.

"First of all, you can't sell potions above the superior level or interpersonal poisons. In addition, there are so-called specialty potions that cannot be sold even below the advanced level. Therefore, I want to decide on the item.

I can't sell potions that Mariella can't make, and I'm sorry I'm responsible for one stick of crime. I definitely only want to avoid people dying in the potions I make.

"Next, this also depends on the potion, but you may be asked to take part of the consideration with the item first.

I can't make it without ingredients, so I just have to get them to drink this too. Mariella's herbal garden is semi-destructed. I don't know the range of products in the labyrinth city, but I want you to get the ingredients that you can't get.

"Later, it's strict secrecy. Never divulge that I am the source, and don't let it get to you.

This includes protecting you when things happen.

If you can magically sign a contract for the above, I'll sell you a potion.

(I guess it was too much magic to get to the contract.

Mariella sweats inside after she says the terms. Although none of them are conceivable, there could have been a better way to put it.

Deputy Marlow repeated Mariella's condition to chew one by one,

"I'm afraid I can't sell you the extra potion, but I understand when it comes to terms.

and the price is better, but 2 of the market...... no, 30%......

(Ugh... I can't help but get the tight one because the conditions are too great, but if I have to buy ingredient herbs, will I make a profit at 30%?

I hope the herb level hasn't gone up......)

What do we charge as a fee?

"Yes?"

That's the other way around, right? And Mariela asks back.

"Types of potions to sell, it's up to me to decide, right?

"Yes, there will be convenience in stock, naturally."

"You can get the goods first, right?

"We are a transport team that also makes purchases, and we will trust you to do business with us, so we will provide you with that level of service.

"If the secret leaks, will you help me?

"We're taking riskier deals than we used to. Aftercare will be mandatory.

"So, isn't 30% commission too cheap?

"Huh?"

"Eh?"

The two of them snapped their heads.