The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

It would have been terribly simple if I had known the upside of the matter.

After a reckless policy, in order to rebuild the Count Bellato family in economic distress, the Deacon had bought weapons to be transported from the Rock Wheel Autonomous Region and smuggled them into a small group of nations, a conflict zone. It was physically possible because the territory of the Count Bellato family was not only on the streets from the Autonomous Region of Rock Wheel to the imperial capital, but also a branch to a small group of nations. However, small groups of nations are zones hostile to the Empire. Just as the Schusenwald Borderline House is a wall to protect the Empire from the Devil's Forest, another Borderline House also exists between small groups of nations and the Empire. The Borderline House would have been damaged by Dwarf weapons distributed by the Count Bellato family to a small group of nations, and what the Count Bellato family did was nothing more than treason against the Empire.

Even as the Count Bellato family knows that, so I guess he was going to re-establish his government and stop smuggling as soon as possible.

However, the commercialization of potions began in the labyrinth city faster than the Count Bellato reattached it.

Yagoo caravans are drastically reduced and the benefits that caravans bring are lost. The Rock Wheel Autonomous Region will also transport weapons via labyrinth cities with low transport costs, and it will be difficult to hide the purchase of weapons for smuggling in that.

That's why he hired spies from small groups of nations to try to stop the potion from being commercially available. Spies in small groups of nations stand up in arms, but masterminds are easily identified in the unlikely event. The merchant raid was accidental, but it was also the camouflage that hired the bandits of the Imperial capital.

They hired expensive spies from small groups of nations. The success or failure of the operation would not have changed if the Deacon of the Count Bellato family had tried to stay in the labyrinth city.

But the butler came to the labyrinth city.

"Awfully, I wanted to be Marlow."

That's what the butler said after a tough interrogation. If Marlow is so badly injured that he can't continue his Labyrinth Crusade, he can bring him back to the Count Bellato family. Of course, living as a Marlow after bringing him back is a butler who put dyed hair back into his original blonde hair. To play her loving wife, Countess Bellato even sent a letter to Marlow. Expect to even touch more than one person for censorship.

It's such an injury that you can't keep the army going. No one can bluff because of abnormalities in their face, voice, or memory.

A few weeks after the Agwinas raid, there were two sets of visitors to the Count Bellato family.

The first group were Labyrinth Crusader soldiers who brought in Marlow, who was "seriously wounded”. Except for sparse residual hair and green eyes, mallow (,,,,), damaged beyond discernment, and ugly collapsed, is said to have repeatedly damaged and healed by magic and potion, so there is no prospect that it can be healed in labyrinth cities any more.

Seeing Marlow (,,,,,) of her body, who could not satisfactorily consume neither talking nor even eating on her own, Countess Bellato insisted that this was not her own husband. However, when the accompanying soldier took a single potion from the nostalgia, he used it for the son of Marlow (,,) and the Count Bellato family to prove that they were related to each other. It has never existed in this pulse before, a potion of bloodline that uncovers untruthfulness.

"Father? Are you really Father?

Though I've been away from home for a long time, for my younger son, I guess something called a father is admirable. Leaving behind a young son who labored his father, who had changed in tears, and the Countess Bellato, who had understood everything, he said, "With a few extraordinary potions, some recovery may be expected," and the soldiers of the Labyrinth Crusaders left.

And the second set of visitors.

"Uncle Bellato, I'd like to talk to you about the smuggling of weapons into small groups of countries."

Coming from the Empire, it was the Inquisition.

"He said the Count Bellato family was destroyed, but the death penalty was spared. It was clear that Marlow was not involved in the smuggling. My parents and I have no family. Now they live in a fine way with three parents and children with pensions paid to Marlow (,,,)"

"Oh, really?"

Dick talks to a blonde blue-eyed man who doesn't seem interested at all.

"Despite the treason against the Empire, the alley has a reputation for the emperor being warmed up by the depth of his affection for his disgruntled husband, Marlow."

"Hey, warmth..."

♪ I want my son to call me Father ♪

The butler's wish did come true.

But is it a blessing for a mother and child who have become luxurious to live in poverty with a man who is unmoved to the satisfaction that has become ugly? I wonder what that man who lives with such a wife thinks.

The pension awarded to Marlow (,,,,) is three annualized coins. Instead of new dresses, just eating them is a lot of money. And, a labyrinth crusader soldier left behind, the phrase, "With a few extraordinary potions, you can expect some recovery".

If it weren't possible, I would have given up. But will the day come when a wife who doesn't know how to work and just eats a small pension will prepare a special potion for Marlow?

No matter how much his wife makes Mulroe (,,,) hate and evil, his pension is paid to Mulroe (,,,). My wife would never let Marlow (,,,) go.

"It just seems like a poor quality punishment to me, though"

Having said that, Marlow, who became just a civilian, headed toward his breakup house with Dick.

If you're going to work as Weishardt's intelligence unit, it's going to have to be erased sooner or later, so there's nothing untrained about what you did by giving me the presence of Marlow (,,,). The butler has drawn plenty of information and submitted it to the Imperial City, so there is no blame whatsoever on Marlow's home. Not a bad curtain for Marlow.

The ruling handed down by the Emperor to the Count Bellato family can even be described as a sweet punishment given the sins they have committed.

However.

"Welcome back, you." "Welcome back, Father."

There are warm lights in the labyrinth city at dusk. It's a warm meal and a house where my wife and daughter wait. My husband makes good money, my wife is not beautiful, but she is tidy and comfortable, well cooked and cleaned. Marlow is welcomed as his father, a respectable husband who does such a kind and splendid job in such a house.

It has been built by Marlow and can naturally be enjoyed.

(but if --)

Marlow seals up the idea that came to mind. More than that, it would be an insult to the wife who gave birth and raised her daughter alone in poverty.

"I'm home."

Marlow said so, quietly closing the door to the house.

"I've come to"

In the rainy backyard, Mariella grumbled at her master after searching for Caroline.

Siege was going to tell the Labyrinth Crusaders where Caroline is, and now it's just Mariella and her master.

"What did you notice?

My master asks me in a more serene tone than usual.

"Yeah. A lot of things. But best of all, Shizuku of Life."

That said, Mariella went up to her workshop upstairs on the "Wood Leak Day" with her master.

The one I took out was the dry lunamaggia. After that, there's the cullique, the mandragola, the haunted dates, the usual ingredients.

"Smelting Space, Water, Shizuku of Life"

Without a voice, Mariella expands the Smelting Space and melts Shizuku of Life into the magically produced water. At the same time, another "smelting space" is developed and joined with a "smelting space" with water and a thin tube.

"The nozzle is fine because it's easy."

I picked up a bunch of nozzles to make advanced potions.

The easiest type to eject only water is one with a small hole in the tip of the pipe, characteristic of the shape of the hole. When it gets a little more complicated, the water path is jiggling and just before the callout is made, or there are multiple water paths and swirls are made around the water with different flow rates. There were also many types of water and air flowing together, and a pipe of water was in the middle, and a pipe of air was passing through the perimeter.

I somehow imitated it and made a nozzle in the Smelting Space to reproduce it, but what I found out was that the water seemed to be scattered near the exit of the nozzle with each other or the water spinning into the air. So I guess if we change the flow of water and air and disrupt the nozzle exit, the spray grains will be smaller.

But that was too many controls.

What Mariella made that day in The Smelting Space was a simple, used nozzle that just sent water and air appropriately. Blow appropriately with air while freely dropping water. This would be easy enough to stir with the powder of Lunamagia while freezing the blown droplets. However, the water droplets are too large and the extract solution becomes thin as it is.

"Nothing, you didn't have to work from the outside."

Mariella, who shrugged so much, can put magic into Shizuku of Life, dissolved in water. Shizuku uses magic to suck up Shizuku. Even after sucking it up, it can't be impossible to work. How could I not have realized this?

Pan, and the water droplets ejected from the nozzle begin to fly, dispersing finer than the fog. It's a very small grain, so it's not as loud as you can hear when you start flying. But Mariella's consciousness was near every drop, and the little water noise that began sounded as if it were a bell.

Pan, pan, pan. Shh, shh, shh.

Inside Mariella's created "Smelting Space" container, the fog quickly stood in, and it was cooled and spun around, like fine powder moving through a viscous liquid, like the fog was gathering and moving willingly. And the fog, which was bright white, touched the fine powder of Renamaggia and tinted slightly yellow, gathered to the bottom of the container like a fog rain.

"……… done. It was so easy."

Mariella was finishing the extraction of Renamaggia, wondering why she couldn't do it, even though it was something she had never thought of or could have done before.

"Mariela. I'll finish it."

"Yes. Master"

The difficulty of advanced potions is the extraction of Lunamagia. As long as this is possible, the rest is easy. Multiple processes were performed simultaneously, and Mariella completed the advanced potion with only her alchemy skills.

The library is opened.

It feels like the door that was closed all the time was open when I realized it.

Some say that new colors appear to have been added to the scenery, which was black and white. Because I guess you can't read letters written in blue in a world without blue.

Following the newly disclosed knowledge, Mariella tries to find only one, the potion she seeks.

"Don't rush, Mariela. Let's start with the basics. It's from a regular superior potion."

A master puts a nail on Mariella looking for an eyeball-specific type.

"……… Yes"

I know how to make a special potion. Now I know. However, although I know how to make special potions with eyeball-specific features, when I try to read them clearly, they become blurred and blurred. I guess the prerequisite is to be able to make basic extraordinary potions, as the master says.

"Ah, Master, Ingredients"

"Oh, but I'll have them ready for the Labyrinth Crusaders tomorrow. I didn't have the one to use it at all. It would have been plenty of time for about 100 years. Mariela, you've worked very hard today. You've noticed something else, haven't you? That is very important. Can we start the premium potion tomorrow? I won't be able to make it any time soon. So just take your time today or so."

I think Mariela is an amazing teacher after all, not long after all, to the condition of a kind master.

Because the master had seen through to the heart that Mariella had finally realized.