The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

"Good morning, Slaken.

Mariela woke up as usual. I recently had someone to greet in the morning before Sieg. "Slime in a Bottle", made from Kraken's gut and the nucleus of Slime, is Slaken.

Though synthesized with Kraken, Slaken has no intelligence. I don't recognize Mariella's words, and I'm even suspicious that she recognizes Mariella as the Lord.

Although there is nothing cute about the soft organism in the bottle, Mariela likes Slaken, and when she sleeps, she moves the Slaken bottle from the workshop to the bedroom desk.

Though it engraves subordinate to the nucleus, the interpretation is slime. It crawls around in search of food as instincts do, and it's not something that allows you to interact and communicate your will like a pet. Mariella knows that too, so she didn't put it out of the breeding bottle, but it seems like a lot of adoration.

When Slaken is returned to the workshop shelves, he goes to the herbal garden as usual. I've wholesaled a lot of dried Daisies and Bromomintera to the Merchant Guild, so I have to prune more and make spares.

Turning into a mariella hung on a herbal garden, Sieg watered the holy tree. Mariella prepared it for the raindrops (Jouro), the waters of the Shizuku of life. Sieg seems to be liked by the Holy Tree, dropping more leaves on Sieg than Mariella did when she sprinkled them.

(Damn, you don't regret anything. I have Slaken!

While burning mysterious hostility, Mariella finishes taking care of Siege and the herb garden. Breakfast time when you 'dry' with your alchemy skills once you've transported tons of Daisies and Bromomintera into your basement. Because of the high amount collected, it became slower than usual.

Bulbs and two people ready for chores and opening.

Around the same time as the store opened, the kids with the big bags came.

"Good morning. I brought you an app.

"Morning. You picked a lot today. Thank you. Are you hurt?

The orphanage kids. Apuliole also grows in shallow layers of labyrinths that only appear to be slime or in ordinary forests outside labyrinth cities, where even children can collect relatively safely.

This is how the elderly, among the children, gather the fruits while they are escorts.

Because it's something a child picks up, it's also a mixture of what a bug eats and rotten fruit that takes a lot of work to separate. Many stores don't like to buy the price because they don't like the distinction between things that are cheaper for that matter, but Mariella makes sure to buy it from the kids.

"Hee hee. I didn't even get a slime today."

"I picked a lot more than usual because I picked it up early in the morning.

Mariella prepares a package of cookies with fruit from Apuliole for the children who laugh at her.

It's a regular cookie with no special effects, made from cheap coarse sugar or yagoo butter. But the kids are thrilled because sweet treats aren't cheap enough to eat every day.

"Thanks! I love you!"

Children flocking to Mariella with great joy. Mariela is hot. I'm in a bubble when the hot season arrives.

"Don't push because we all have minutes. Yes, go ahead.

The children who received the cookies returned with great joy when they thanked each other orally.

Mariela's motebabble was short. Mariela noticed as she dropped off the kids who were disappearing like bubbles.

"Those kids forgot their appole bills and left......

Lynx won't even be here today, so let's close the store at lunch and go deliver the money to Sieg and the orphanage. It's been a long time since I've had lunch at Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion. It is also hard to throw away buying and eating in the wholesale market.

While discussing that, Mariella and Sieg carried Apuliole's fruit to the kitchen table and started working as usual.

"You made me wait. Then let's start the treatment.

Nielenberg Therapeutic Technician laughs thinly at the soldier being treated and tells him so.

No, no, no, no, I just wanted to say that I didn't wait, but that soldier's legs are connected in a strange direction, and the 'Connection Eye' is so distorted that I can tell that. It's like I was forced to connect something that was eaten away. You won't be able to walk like this for the rest of your life.

"Stay, wait. Sensei. The red guy or the black guy for treatment, you use it?

"Mm, are you talking about a new drug? What's wrong with the new drug?

Before the treatment of Nielenberg's fears, soldiers ask.

The potion, known as the "new drug" delivered by the Agwinas family, is intermediate in red and advanced in black.

"No, I, I've only had the red guy use it, but, uh, I don't like it. I know it's a precious and expensive mon, but it's kind of cold when it's used.

Wound pain feels hot when you say one way or the other, right? And yet, when they use it, it cools off the bone marrow, and it's cold and cold and I can't help it. Even when the meat regenerates, it seems like something different from my body is regenerating.

"Hum.............

Soldiers continue to talk to Nielenberg, who listens with interest.

"The black guy, this is what I heard, seems to have a weird dream.

Black guys are advanced, aren't they? I hear the wounded are mostly unconscious when they use it, but then they dream like they're drifting in the water.

I don't feel like my body is hot or cold. I think I should move one finger in the water. My eyes are covered with something, and I can see my body through the gaps in the cover. My whole body is falling apart. There's blood in the water. - Spread out. That's not one place either. Many places, many places. There shouldn't be any pain or feeling, but it's getting colder and colder, blurred my vision that I should have seen, and, oh, you're dying, that dream.

Disgustingly, he said there were many people who dreamed the same thing. Besides, I think when everyone wakes up.

"I could come back to my body," he said.

I guess there is also fear of Nielenberg's treatment, to soldiers who speak to rap,

"Don't worry, I won't use new drugs.

He told him, and hung a cloth covering around the soldier's chest like a curtain.

The pain of the procedure makes the patient go mad at hand. Therefore, if painful treatment is performed at the base of the Labyrinth Crusader, the pain in the affected area will be blocked. Still, it doesn't feel good to be a soldier accustomed to battle to see his body mutilated and his bloodshed dance.

Since the last expedition, Nielenberg began to pull a compartment with a cloth so that soldiers could not see the affected area or treatment when applying a hefty treatment. Besides, until now, I've only blocked the pain in the affected area, and I've been treated consciously, so I know what they're doing, but now they even use the magic of sleep, so the treatment ends while I sleep. It's a measure to keep the soldiers from knowing that they're using a lot of potion, but the only people who know about it are the Nielenbergs who are going to be treated.

A fierce earthquake ran when Nielenberg became gentle among soldiers who didn't know the facts.

Bioprospecting

Confirm that the soldier has fallen asleep and Nielenberg activates his skills.

This soldier's legs are eaten by demons. Shoot and eat demons. Collect a thousand severed legs. They manage to connect so they don't rot, but the flesh and bones are somewhat shorter than their original legs. The healing magic alone is a deep wound that cannot be healed. Nielenberg's men open the storage box for the potion. There are many specialized advanced potions inside. To be honest, it is a wound that I want a superior class, but with many types of advanced specialty potions and excellent healing wizards, it would also be possible to undo it.

"Let's start the treatment.

His men's therapeutic wizards nodded at Nielenberg's voice and began treating the soldiers.

The soldier woke up as soon as the treatment was over and the room was transferred. There is no discomfort. I didn't even have a horrible dream. When I looked at my lower body, I was used to seeing my legs about the right orientation, and I didn't feel uncomfortable.

"See if you have a feeling. Tell me if it hurts.

As Nielenberg reached out to the soldier's feet, he compressed a point on the soles of his feet with a second joint of his index finger all the way around.

"Uhhh!!!

Soldiers screaming.

"Right, does it hurt? Good for you, you're healing properly. But isn't that a little too much booze? Take advantage of this.

Nielenberg laughs at it. It kind of looks like a lot of fun.

The soldier was smothered that Nielenberg was being gentle.

Either way, the soldier's legs have healed. Now I can walk on my own feet.

"You could have had your legs a little longer anyway!

During the treatment, soldiers who do not know that they are crushing and extending the affected area say a light word of thanks to Nielenberg.

"When both legs are cut a thousand times, let's consider it.

Seriously undertake Nielenberg. Nielenberg's subordinates, who know the procedure, look a little blue.

"Nielenberg Therapeutic Technician, I see your daughter. I'm letting you through to your room.

My men came to inform Nielenberg that the examination was over and he was leaving the room. Nielenberg heads to the room to answer "Oh well".

"Shelly, I'm here. She's Dr. Nielenberg's daughter is more of a mystery than a labyrinth.

With that said, a good soldier gets out of bed. Now, do you get used to your body lightly, the soldier left the hospital room where he was taken care of for a long time.

"Paper, I forgot my lunch so I came to deliver it.

A 12-year-old girl sat in the room of Jack Nielenberg's Therapeutic Technician.

Jack's beloved daughter, Shelley.

She's an unusual, patchy eyed girl with a bad eye for Jack Nielenberg, and she's so adorable that she doesn't think she's a parent or a child, except that she has dark hair with all her parents and children.

The future will surely become beautiful.

You don't have to bait cookies like some pharmacist. You'll get a glimpse of the future.

No, one of those scales is still showing. It shouldn't be a coincidence that every time Sherry comes, the number of soldiers wandering down the aisle leading from Nielenberg's room to the gates of the Labyrinth Crusader's base increases. Shelley is also worried, but so are the soldiers gathered to watch the twelve-year-old girl. Jack Nielenberg's healing arm.

Shelley's mother died a few years ago, replacing her busy father, Jack, and the Nielenberg family chores are partitioned by Shelley. Jack thinks Shelley's cooking skills are pretty good at the age of 12, although he hires a housekeeper to help.

"I tried to eat with my dad, and he made my share too.

Jack Nielenberg grabs lunch with his giggling beloved daughter when it's good to eat with him.

Shelley's dishes resemble my wife's flavoring in no way. The adorable face became more and more like that of my wife. Jack Nielenberg cannot help but pray that his beloved daughter's future will be a bright and happy one.

For that matter, we have to kill the labyrinth.

When she finished her lunch, Shelley went home. Jack Nielenberg to escort you to the base gate.

"Slam is dangerous. You're going back through the north side of town even if you're far away.

"Daddy is worrying! It's not lunch yet, it's okay!

Among the bases of the Labyrinth Crusaders, thanks to the intense gaze that Jack Nielenberg's people can kill, there is nothing near Shelley but we don't know it outside the base. I may be a fool to you, but I will push as hard as I can to get through the safe path.

"Come home sooner than that." Saying so, Shelley, who had taken care of her father's worries, kissed his father's cheek and waved before returning home.

Failure to keep the words of my father, Jack Nielenberg, through the path on the slam side, which is a shortcut.