The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

"Nevertheless, Mr. Mariella's medicine is just silly to work out.

Then one of the pharmacists talks as he turns his shoulder.

The merchant guild meeting room is still busy after the workshop on how to make medicines.

Workshops are limited to one per person because they also include information fees on how to make them, but students can attend this study group, which will be held after the workshop, as many times as possible. Because the cost of materials and tea substitutes for medicines that also make participation fees are inexpensive, many pharmacists go there every time as a place to exchange information, even if they master technology.

Today is a pain relief treat, and about twenty pharmacists are working out the cooked linseed wheat in a rind bowl.

Cal walks around with the practicing pharmacists and advises them, "Almost there, good luck."

Master Cal is a lady of the Agwinas family. I was reluctant at first not to get involved in every trouble, but all the medicines involved are diligent and strange people, so I also participate as an assistant with my own wishes.

Some people have been harassing people until they hired them, so I thought something more troublesome would happen, but I can't clap it up. Even Mariella would be depressed if she said something tough to the face, so I was helped by all the cooperatives. Speaking to Mr Riendoro during the study group about such a story,

"That's because you provide such valuable information. Participants have a good 'story' with me and Mr. Elmera. It is the duty of the Merchant Guild.

And I was talking to Kiko.

The peaceful workshop seems to be the result of Mr. Elmera and the others working behind it. I have to thank you. By the way, no one in the group had chillied hair, so the "story" seemed to have been done orally. Good.

"If you don't work it out properly, you're not familiar with the medicinal ingredients and the Shizuku of life in Linus wheat, are you?

Mariella replies, twisting. Do you have any good hands to graduate from Mixed Hell?

"If Shizukuishi can't be extracted, we didn't even have to think about using ingredients that contain a lot of Shizukuishi, but finding a way to tame them well was a lot of effort.

Mariela taught me how to make medicines, and various applications work. Even if the idea itself comes to mind, it is a worthwhile one that cannot be reached without dozens of trial and error and numerous verifications. In fact, although the gathered pharmacists were also conceived, it did not lead to the establishment of the method.

The pharmacists were grateful that Mariella, who harassed them as being out of the way, had taught them such a valuable method, albeit for a fee. Nothing just switched minds with Mr. Elmera and the others' "stories". There is no doubt that the effect of the "story" was immense.

Mariella, who thanks to the Library's recipes and alchemy skills, has found a way to make it without realizing the thanks of the pharmacists, continues her conversation with Nonvili.

"Uh, I knew you'd come up with it."

Neri Neri. Necchi, Necchi, Necchi. Mariella stretches out Linus wheat. I don't care what you think, I'm tired of twirling.

"Hey, why don't you mix up a wizard? Oh, when the magic shifts, it doesn't taste good?

"Hmm? You can transfer magic. It works just a little bit, too.

If it's a way to mix, there are a few things besides your alchemy skills.

Mariella's hand practice just doesn't have a way to mix well outside of her alchemy skills, but the pharmacists thought it made sense to hand practice. When Mariella answered, the doctor asked back unexpectedly.

"Does magic work too!?

The room quiets back to this inquiry and the pharmacist's gaze gathers in Mariella. Hey, hey, hey. Mariella playing with linus wheat sticky doesn't notice her gaze,

"I'll be up. But magic falls out in about a week, doesn't it?

And I answered lightly.

Once Mariella plugged into the Lynx and the Black Iron Transport Squad, the magical cookies had returned to normal cookies in a week. I was wondering if that was the case somehow, so I was more surprised that Sieg kept it important without eating cookies for a week than Mariella had lost her magic from cookies.

Hi Sieg seems to have a habit of hoarding crap. Maybe it's a recoil that I couldn't hold my personal belongings in a long slave life, but the buyout notes Mariella gave me are also softly stuck in my pockets, and the wine that we both drank may have the label removed.

When Mariella scatters the room, you're relentlessly throwing it away.

Pumpkin Pumpkin and Linus Wheat are rounded together. Sift and shake the stick. This is fun. I mean, it looks a little delicious. What shall I make for dinner?

Now Master Cal asks Mariela, who is playing.

"The potion increases the drug effect with the Shizuku of life, right? Even during the extraction phase of the drug effect, Shizuku of life is used to raise the drug effect itself. I've heard that intermediate and above can put Shizukuishi into life. By formulating Apuliole and Renamaggia, it will further enhance its effectiveness.

"We used Apuliole and Renamaggia for medication, but these become Shizuku's 'vessels' of life, but they don't really contain Shizuku itself. So it didn't work when I used it. It is more effective to use natural plants that contain many Shizuku of life like linus wheat and ginia cream. Isn't that right?

"Yes, that's right.

When Mariella finally stopped playing with linus wheat and raised her face to see how serious Cal and the pharmacists looked and discussed it.

"Shizukuishi of life cannot be sucked up here. But if magic works, why don't we just use magic?

"Doesn't magic also have a difference in the amount of material that can be admired? If you use the same materials that become" vessels "as Shizukuishi, you can maintain the effect for quite some time, right?

"What's a magic 'vessel'?

"…… Is that a demon stone?

"That's a contraindication. They said a study was done in Teito to take demon stones into their bodies. He said he was able to temporarily increase his magic power, but all the subjects died of being eroded by demon stones?

The disputing pharmacists and Dear Cal. I stopped playing with linus wheat. There's no gap for Mariella to get in.

I have no choice but to resume the twirling, let's look for the amount of water that the condensed linus wheat stretches well today.

"Is there any other medium of magic that can easily be used to glorify magic…….

One pharmacist mouths the answer to that question, perhaps everyone would have thought.

"How about blood......?

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"After all, there's only blood.

Robert Agwinas shrugs in a room called 'Between the Red' in the basement of the AGWINAS family away.

How much research have you done so far?

How to concentrate the slight Shizuku of life contained in well water, how to use plants containing many Shizuku of life, such as linus wheat and ginia cream, and how to put the Shizuku of life extracted from nature on the Apuliole fruit and Renamaggia, the ingredients of potion. None of it worked.

The more research we go on, the more life Shizuku seems to be in the hands of people. The "line" that the alchemist connects to the ground vein, he says, is not a pipe that sucks up the Shizuku of life, but a part of his own spirit that connects to the ground vein. You acquire the right and authority to deal with the energy of Shizuku of life by connecting a part of your spirit with the earth vein. In other words, it is also believed that potions are created using the force of the ground vein.

Then what is the energy that can be manipulated at the hands of people? Robert focused on the manufacture of magic drugs by magic.

Contains many magic powers, or can be accommodated, and has good affinity with people.

The medium of magic called 'human blood', which everyone would easily come up with, showed a far higher effect than other alternatives advanced at the same time.

"Arrange a slave for blood collection.

The order was the branch of the life of a man named Robert Agwinas.

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"Uh-huh, uh-huh.

A disciple of a monkey bitten bandit turns to himself. My eyes are running bloody and I'm rambling to pull the restraint off.

There are several of the same trolleys lined up in "Between the Red" where he was brought in as he lay. All the people who were put to sleep in the trolley are restrained so that their bodies are lightly V-shaped so as to raise their feet and heads high, with thin tubes stretching out of their noses, arms and possibly their lower bodies. I guess the tube put through my nose has reached my stomach. The tube extending from the nose sends a little liquid mixed with nutrients and medicine from a bag attached to the top of the table. The tube of the lower body, for example, would be the ureter. Needless to say, a red tube extending from the arm.

I wonder how long it's been connected here. The human muscles fixed to the trolley in the back of the room have faded and the fingers of the hands and feet have been consolidated in a round bend.

The men in this hall who come and go between the trolleys, from time to time check the magic props connected with red tubes, write something on the face in their hands.

"Master Robert, number 28, but the Magic Value has not met the prescribed value since three days ago.

"Raise the amount of Demon Stone to 70.

"But…….

"It's lifespan. If the Magic Power value exceeds the prescribed value, unplug it all.

The man instructed by Robert, as he approaches the trolley man known as No. 28, replaces the bag of tubes put through his nose with another object. No. 28, which was poured into a new bag of liquid, began to tremble as he sifted through his bones and skin-filled body.

"Oh, kaha.

No. 28, he glances at his pharynx, opens his mouth wide and protrudes his tongue. Continue cramping with repeated hiccups and short breaths. Muscles are probably atrophied and joints hardened after prolonged restraints. It seems that no slight force has been left. The attack at the end of the 28th period is not powerful enough to describe as violent. But that's why it makes you feel horrible about what you see.

"Magic power, the prescribed value has been reached. Start suction.

"Get started.

At Robert's behest, the man activates the demon prop. Something that shriveled and dried up while I saw it.

How long have they been squeezing out their blood, their magic, their lives? And even at the end of it, shall we squeeze it out without leaving it?

I wonder how long I'll be in the same spot.

The bandit's disciple turns and storms himself wherever he wields restraint with full force. His eyes run bloody with fear, and his saliva bubbles from the edge of his mouth covered with monkeys.

Sleep.

Robert's "Order" is given to a bandit's disciple. Sleep, Sleep, Sleep.

(No, no, no, no, I can't believe I never woke up to sleep again, hey, help me, brother I!

I don't like it, the price you've paid for slashing people laughing and begging them to help. Is this a worthy reward?

In Robert's Order, the bandit's disciple finally let go of his consciousness.

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"How about blood......?

In the meeting room of the Adventurer Guild Herbs department, one of the pharmacists repeats. I wonder what about blood as a medium that magically gives you the effect of medicine. That would have been the answer for everyone gathered here.

"Blood. Don't even use it in a contract ceremony. It includes a lot of magic and can be flattered……. But...

"Roku, but it's not.

"Ah. That's not a healing move.

The pharmacists sigh at the answer they arrive at. Such a nasty object would not be called a medicine. Among the silent pharmacists, Mariella stretches out Linus wheat with Micah-Micah-Micah. That's a huge stretch. It's a new record. Although the effect of the medicine remains the same.

"It hurts. It hurts. You should praise the magic. The magic will fly quickly, but I'm sure the thought of magic will remain.

The pharmacists laugh bitterly at Mariella, who mixes with her. Mariela's medicine seems to work well. He said it would heal my heart as well as my broken body.

"Well, leave the magic thing alone, Mr. Mariella, why don't you use a stirrer?

"To? A stirrer? What is it, Sole?

A second silence came to the conference room.

"Mariela...... Our village was in the country. Because there were few magic props. I have magic props to mix these things with. It's also used to work out dough in confectioners.

Sieg, who was thoroughly guarded behind Mariella, sneaks up on Mariella and tells her that a handy childhood taming setting bursts to fill the 200-year time lag.

"Heh, heh, heh, heh!? Such a convenience!!?

"… I thought Mariella liked to practice.

"I think it's beautiful to wish for pain to fly.

The compassion of the pharmacists and Cal stains his tired arms with too much mixing.

Subsequently, in cooperation with the pharmacists and magic engineers, a special blender with a blending pattern and stirring feathers specializing in the manufacture of medicines was manufactured, and Unit 1 was donated to Mariella's shop, "Wood Leakage Day".

The blender that freed Mariella from hell was not only used in the manufacture of drugs, but also in the creation of a large number of cookies, leaving the 'Wood Leak Day' in an increasingly unclear state, but it would have been nothing compared to the high and stable quality of some of the drugs in the labyrinth city.