The Last Surviving Alchemist Wants to Live Quietly in the City

"This is a room that hasn't been cleaned up in ages."

The southeast tower, on the third floor, cages its strength in the hand where Donino holds the hammer in front of a huge box blocking the stairs to the second floor.

"You think you can handle this?

"Ouch. Fragments shouldn't be splashed. You guys go up to the fourth floor."

Mariella and the others took a nap in the southwest tower until night before returning through the aisle on the fourth floor to this southeast tower.

On Raptor's back, besides Mariella and Eurique, there's no room for Donino to get in. In addition to being a walking trip, Donino's effects of the flame bottle or the short hours of the night made it brighter outside just to come back to the southeast tower.

To get to the central temple, you need to go downstairs from this southeast tower, and you can reach the northeast tower with Edgan through the hallway on the third floor. Mariella's silence is not because she's trapped in a southeastern tower or because she's losing time.

I know the answer, but I don't know for sure. I can't help but describe it in words.

(Earlier in the hypnotic sleep, Donino and Eurique said they had no dreams...)

Donino said, "I never dreamed of the past," and showed me the beads of memory. Now it proved that just aligning the beads of memory and the bearer would not bring back memories. Although, of course, it is possible that the bead does not belong to Donino.

(Eurike said she didn't have any dreams...)

If Eurike didn't dream, whose memory was that dream, and why did Mariella dream it?

Dogan, Gashan. Bali, Paris, Paris.

"Wow, Kolya Hiya"

The sound of destruction heard from downstairs and Mariela's thoughts are interrupted by Donino's voice.

"Donino, what's wrong?

"Eurique, thank you. It's hard to do this."

Mariella, who followed Eurike down to the third floor, saw the massive potions scattered there, "Oh, I knew it," she thought.

It was blocking the stairs to the second floor. It was full of boxes to look up at. Needless to say, how much. With the impact of destroying the box, more than half of the potion bottles are cracked and mixed, but all are potions that were sold 200 years ago.

"In the meantime, you dry it." Dry. "

"Dry" exercised by Mariella, the potion that was so soaked all over the room dries up at once.

"Oh, miss, don't do it."

Donino's exclamation is not flattering. I can't believe I let this amount of moisture dry all at once. It's not the art of doing that.

If this was normal water, it would not have dried easily, even if it were Mariella, who boasts mighty magic.

(After all, this potion is………)

Many potions often extract medicinal effects after dissolving Shizuku of Life in magically produced water. In other words, the moisture that makes up the potion is formerly called magic power.

How can you magically produce water? That's because it's easier to generate it with your own magic than it is to work in subsequent processes.

For example, there is an opening of cloud mud for both the magic and the time it takes to dry out the zero water because of the water that has been drawn and the water that has been made by magic.

(This is my potion)

Looking over this room thinking so, I also recognize a bunch of inexpensive groceries packed in boxes around me.

(I'm sure this is from the orphanage I was looking after...)

Mariella is convinced. This southeast tower is Mariella's memory tower.

"Want."

"Mariela, because I'm bawling. There are lots of potions, and I'm going to fix them."

A glass shard stabs Mariella's hand cleaning up the broken potion.

The puffy bloody beads and the bumpy pain tell us that this world is not a dream.

The answer is right around the corner.

Similar to that conviction, Mariella and the others stepped downstairs after dropping a potion bottle.

The second floor was carpeted the same as the west side and the making was similar to the east side. The hallway is lined with rooms, with entrances on the western ramp, and a greenhouse like a blowout on the northern ramp, I guess.

"I think it would be dangerous if I didn't leave the door open, so I'm going to go around the room and make a potion."

At Mariella's suggestion, the three broke up and Donino investigated the situation on the ground floor from the eastern tower, where Eurike was to climb the tower on the cou and replenish the flame bottle and food.

Mariella, who broke up with the three of them, opens the door to the room, which is closest to the tower on the north side.

"I knew..."

Just as I thought.

It was Mariella's workshop, which was supposed to be in the labyrinth city.

"Slaken's not here..."

I don't know if it's because it's an organism or if the condition is reproduced after Sieg brings it up, but Slaken's feeding container, an artificial slime using Kraken's somatic cells, is empty and there is a build-up of Slaken's mucus at the bottom of the container.

The shelves are lined with a variety of medicinal herbs that have been "crystallized" and the assortment is probably richer than any other room. The labyrinth has been knocked down, and the collection of various materials is decreasing. Before it was completely gone, I asked Grandpa Gark and Mr. Elmera to buy everything possible.

Still, there is something missing.

"If you have this room, you must have Cal's workshop, too. Hey, right?

"Caw."

Mariella's inquiry is answered by a salamander on her shoulder ringing. This lizard, with its flaming tenderness, is very warm and warm, and it's just very comforting to be with you.

After watching for a while as the little lizard moved her golden eyes, Mariella left her workshop once and went looking for another room.

Donino gently laid his hands on the east tower door after making sure that the corridors connecting the east tower and the southeast tower were clear of Mariella's appearance and no damage could be done.

The light that plugs through the window is strong and you can't see a soft black demon. Instead, he occasionally casts a shadow on the light the demonic fish plugs into the hallway swimming away near the window.

"At this hour, the demon must be back. If this side is similar to the western side, the black guy is in excellent shape, but if you don't even bowl it up, the demons won't notice. Good for reconnaissance."

Beyond the door is a quiet thing, I can't hear anything. I guess there's no battle going on near here.

Still making no noise, Donino opened the door carefully, to the scene beyond the door,

"Kohli......, what's going on?

and leaks his voice.

At the end of the door was a narrow cave.

On the west side it was a wide domed floor that had been blown out, but it was something raw and red and black that was filling that vast area, with white objects visible everywhere.

"What the hell, dead meat, huh?

When touched, the red and black walls convey elasticity and cold temperatures across the gloves. There is no temperature, so this must be the flesh of a dead creature. The red and black liquid creeps to pull the thread properly on the fingertips of the released gloves.

"And it stinks."

It was an indescribable stench of unhygienic demons emitted by living oaks and goblins, mixed with the smell of blood and guts emitted by rotten meat.

Covering her mouth with cloth and replacing her mask, Donino steps into the cave.

The scaffold is also made of meat chunks. Although the scaffold is not always soft and good, the stiff objects everywhere support it and the feet never sink in.

"Are you even a bone……………"

I guess the white thing that pops out of everywhere is bone. The interior of the dark cave can be seen thanks to the goggles that grant dark vision magic.

Probably for the things that root this cave, there seems to be another, phosphorescent liquid all over the cave, not enough for the naked eye, but with the help of dark vision magic, I can ensure sufficient vision. As we go through the cave, the hues of meat are changing by the way, and it also seems like multiple creatures are mixed together.

The aisle is narrow enough for Donino to stand and walk even in a wide area, bending his knees when it is narrow, so that he cannot proceed without dropping his ass. If you come across a demon in such a narrow place, I guess Donino who uses a hammer can't fight enough, but fortunately the narrow passage doesn't last long and soon you get to a room small enough to manage to wield the hammer. Many trails are separated from the room, or there are hole-shaped passages up and down, and it can be inferred that this cave is endlessly spread.

There are several small rooms at the end of the room, from which, from the back of the cave, a different odor emerges.

"What the hell, that. Is the meat melting?

When your body and meat fluids are raised so that the gas blows up from all sorts of liquid bubbles that are melted and mixed, some of the bubbles open to scream "Ah" or "Ga".

Voice.

The meat pieces crawled out of the street, opening their eyes and raising their uncomfortable voices, crawling into deeper parts of the cave as if they were invisible to Donino.

"Is this the monster nursery……. I've never heard of being born that way. That's it. Goblin?

As we proceeded through the cave following the newborn goblin, the number of goblins increased. Every individual seems to recognize only part of the cave, such as about Donino, and the smaller individual slips through Donino's feet and goes back. As we go deeper, the cave grows slightly wider, and the demons that come into being also mix in with large, bodily individuals like oaks and wolves in addition to goblins. All demons are evil eaters and highly reproductive demons, like those found in the shallow layers of the Devil's Forest and Labyrinth.

Demons push from a cave strewn like a spider's nest to an avalanche in what would be the center of the first floor of this eastern tower. Even if you cover your mouth with the smell of the cave itself and the demons and the intolerable stench drifting from the way ahead, you have difficulty breathing. Donino dived into a hole a little high to escape the stench with the demons.

From there, I felt just a little fresh air flow. These caves have air holes.

"Pu can't stop………"

Donino, who manages to take a breath in the small room where the fresh air flows in, takes a bad turn.

There were thin air holes stretched vertically in that small room that were unlikely to even pass through the newborn goblins, with fresh air flowing in from top to bottom. Looking down at the air hole that leads straight downstairs, it looks like it leads to the center of the ground floor where the demons are headed.

"What is it, that one?"

The air hole is narrow and the panorama is invisible.

The information obtained from the fragmented vision was like a demon attacking a giant round like a black anointed one, not even knowing the details of the structure.

The dark round seemed ripe as a ripe pomegranate.

Only part of that black pomegranate can be seen from the air hole, and I don't know if it's growing in the tree or what's in the invisible part.

What I could see from Donino was goblins and successive jumps on the epidermis strewn on bread and eaten, which also seemed to be swarmed with ants on the sweet fruit dropped on the ground.

Buzuri.

The black pomegranate epidermis explodes without any foretaste.

It wasn't ripe pulp or anything that spilled out of the bottom, it was a round myriad of creatures like black rats. The overflowing momentum of the rats was like the destruction of the waters that stopped the weir, until earlier the demons were swarming in the black howitzers, but after the howitzers began, a large number of rats swallowed up the demons.

"Holy shit, yabe"

Donino rushes back down the path he came with unimaginable agility from his disappointing body. This cave is nestled in, and every passage looks exactly the same, but the road that comes is scratched with the pointy tip of a hammer. The wound marks like the meat was ripped off were covered with red and black liquid, marking the way home, so I rushed back down the path I had come to rely on it.

The sounds echoing the cave from behind are the roar of the demons and the roaring sounds of the rats, and…….

Mariella managed to escape the cave of the eastern tower and saw the complexion of Donino joining Mariella and the others in the southeastern tower.

"Mr. Donino, drink this."

and offered a single potion.

"Phew, lady, thank you. I feel like I'm finally taking a breather."

Drinking up without checking the type of potion received from Mariella, Donino took a breath and said so, beginning to talk about the eastern tower he had just seen.

"It's probably a bad idea to be there."

Donino checked with his eyes and ears.

The demons who touched a rat overflowing from a black pomegranate fell as they bled out of their mouth, nose, eyes and ears as well as their pores. And the chewing sound of rats eating that carcass.

"Donnino's not infected, is he?

to Eurike, who sounds worried,

"I just had a potion of detoxification, so I'll be fine."

and Mariella answers.

Mariella had predictions about what was waiting for her.

Because it has an approximate guess of what this place is and whose memory the earlier dream is.

"If it's a potion that works for the sick, there is."

Seeing Mariela speaking with her golden eyes brilliant, Eurique felt a glimpse of her master, Frazija, into Mariela's condition as if she knew what was going to happen ahead.