It would undoubtedly be Sir Sandar's virtue to blow away the atmosphere of the place that had gotten so bad with a big, bright laugh.
As I had thought beforehand, when I remarked that I wanted to welcome him as a temporary martial arts adviser, he and everyone were happy to agree.
I hope this information turns around and passes on to the Count of France, and hence to the Kingdom of the North (Schrendal), to make future activities easier to do.
That and this, after all, is thanks to a trend that did not surrender even when it was scratched.
"Ugh..."
"Lend, are you okay?
But when Sir Sandar returned to the guest room in an upbeat mood, Lend squatted trying to carry his body in.
We rush him to the barracks.
"Hmm, this is terrible."
"As far as I've been observing, I haven't had a life-threatening blow,"
Torad, a cleric warrior who ascertained how Lend was injured lying on the bed in the barracks, looked up.
Leiha calmly points out that the lens of one piece of underwear (other than the head) is full of moles and seems to be unbroken. Sure there are no fatal injuries, but it would be a tremendous pain.
I was thinking about giving him a healing potion earlier, would [Complete Treatment (Complete Recovery)] be better?
Any wound, illness, or condition abnormality heals in an instant [Complete Treatment (Complete Recovery)] is always' ready 'for one dose. That's precisely for times like this, but...
"... could Torad treat these wounds?
"Huh? You can. Well, it's not me that heals, it's the power of the goddess Ashguinea."
"Dear Margils, you are certain of the sacred magic of Torad, aren't you?
I have seen Torad purify the Necromancer Possession (Wight) with the Evil Spirit (Turn and Dead). I guess that's what sacred magic is all about.
RPG does make it a classic for clerics and monks to heal wounds with the power of God.
Why does it feel so unexpected...? Oh, well, fortunately, because few people have ever been injured around me.
The most memorable thing is Elizabeth, who fell horseback and was badly injured, but she also got nothing from [Complete Treatment (Complete Recovery)].
I'm sorry for the trend, but I'd dare to ask Torad.
How effective is the restorative magic in this world (Sedia)? I want to know.
"Ugh... Dear Margils... Captain... I'm fine"
"No, no, don't be shy. Torad, can you treat him?
"Yes, of course."
Really, Lend, I'm heartbroken by your health.
Torrad just put up the Holy Mark of Ashguinea (Holy Symbol) and started praying.
"Ashguinea, lady of the snow, guardian of justice and life. Heal the honorable wounds of this young man."
"... oh"
When the harsh voice of prayer is over, the body of the lying rend is enveloped in a pale light.
When the light, which somehow feels warm, faded away in about ten seconds, most of the moles on the whole body of the rend had disappeared.
Her complexion improves and her painful breathing calms down.
"Wow... wow... wow, the pain is going away..."
"Wow."
There is something particularly moving about the injury healing at a rate that you can clearly see with your eyes.
Naturally because healing is much harder than hurting a person's flesh.
"... No, wouldn't it be so easy for Master Margils to win?
"You treated Gillion's arm, didn't you?
"Oh, no... I mean, you're great at God's power,"
"I would be glad to hear that from Master Margils."
God, huh?
Is' The Watchman 'the God of this world (Sedia)?
"Speaking of which, is such things as the power of God that Torad is now, apart from what magicians call magic?
"Well, I hope the magicians are the same. For me, it's all the power Ashguinea has given me."
Hmm.
In other words, even if they use the same 'magic power', does the sorcerer analyze it as a force of nature, and does the cleric 'believe' that it is a power given by God?
……
"Uh, the Lend one, I think I fell asleep. Excuse me, but can't you just take this place off and do it?
"Okay. Yes... now let the rends and soldiers eat something delicious and sophisticated. I'll have the liquor delivered later."
I let Zilk grasp the gold coin and left the spot.
"... Speaking of which, there's no such thing as this castle"
"What is it about, Lord?
As I was about to split up with Zilk and Crawler and return to the main tower, I shrugged, realizing.
Leiha, who was naturally coming behind me, reacts to discipline.
"A doctor.... well, a therapist or whatever."
"If it's a treatment, why don't you ask Lord Torad, as he did earlier?
"No, that one from Torad is the same as magic, so it's not like you can use it more than once a day. Besides, the doctor's job isn't just treatment."
Yes, why didn't you notice this?
Even though Zytheas Castle is becoming a 'town' where hundreds of people live, including the elderly and children, rather than a fortress full of healthy soldiers.
Well, the sudden increase in the number of heads was in the last few days, until then I guess I didn't have a problem because I was just a bunch of healthy people...
Anyway, what matters is routine health care and hygiene management to prevent the plague.
There was so much sewer in the city of Lellis, and it's extraordinarily better than 'medieval Europe' I know, but the habits and concepts of disinfection and epidemic prevention are pretty thin.
This kind of work, which requires extensive medical knowledge, would not be possible for Torrad at least.
Surely there was a therapist guild in the city of Lellis, and should we have personnel dispatched...?
"Then, Lord"
"Hmm? Do you have any idea?
Rayha has rarely pinched his mouth, so I listen with anticipation.
"Some of the Schulz evacuees are called 'doctorheads'"
"Hmm...... I see"
Boulder, it's Laiha, who patrols the castle every day to defend himself. Good grasp until it's not in my ear.
"Doctor's Head"?
Like Deane's "Head of the Martial Arts," it would mean a position in charge of the tribe's health care. It would be nice if someone could be entrusted with castle medicine in the future......
"My you. This is the doctor's head house."
Speaking of the Schulz, it's Deane.
I just decided to head with her to the Schulz residence.
Diving through the inner gate from the courtyard, the space is called the 'courtyard below', which surrounds the land created by the forest giants with new exterior walls.
Dwarves and workers are currently in the process of constructing facilities in preparation for the forthcoming use of Giteias Castle as a trading hub, such as accommodation and warehouses.
At that corner stood the huts of the Schulz people.
I guess the Dwarves helped too. None of the huts are well built that I don't think is a rush, and it doesn't seem to be a problem to keep living like this.
Deane led me to the big cabin after the chief among other things.
It smelled sweet and strange like blue.
"Aunt Salia, are you there?
"Oh well, princess. What did you do, fight?
"The Healer" was a woman of good width. Is it my age or a little bit older?
This is what the ramen shop wife in Japan's home neighborhood looked like......
He wears a loose robe made from the unique fur of the Schulz tribe for decoration.
"It's not my business. Mr. Margils said you had business to attend to."
"Ha?... Wow, this is a demon god!
A woman who looks like she weighs 100 kg - Salia noticed me or flat out in a hurry.
"Different in the 'doctor's head' salia of the Schulz tribe"
"Take it easy. Hey, I've been wanting to talk to 'The Doctor's Head', do you have some time? If you're busy, I'll change the day."
"There is, isn't there, time? If not, why don't you make it?
Sometimes I hadn't even taken an appointment, so I begged reluctantly, and Deane had put it on my word.
"By forcing you to do otherwise..."
"It's okay, demon god... no, Master Margils. Ask me anything, if you don't mind."
"Really? So..."
I looked around the 'healer' workplace in an attempt to grasp the conversation.
The walls are lined with dried plants and pots filled with chemical-like powders and liquids.
Pharmaceutical tools similar to those of alchemy, such as breast bowls, stone molars and small distillers, were placed on the workbench.
"Shame on you, I left a lot of herbs and tools behind when the Dark One kicked me out of the 'Garden of God'"
"That's when... Tools can lend me a little hand, and medicinal herbs can buy it if I go to the 'village of medicine' west of the woods."
Let's go to Ill and make sure we give her the money.
Well. Looks like Salia got a little relaxed, too, so let's get down to business.
"Okay, listen. … do you think there is a problem with this castle from the point of view of preventing the plague and staying healthy? I want you to give me your opinion without abomination."
……
To my question, Salia silenced herself with an indescribable face. I don't know what you're talking about... that's not the wind.
"I'm afraid...... First of all, we should build a solid livestock shed so that livestock doesn't shit all over the place. And one or two more wells, can't you increase them? Dishes. I need water more than anything else to clean my clothes... And then we need to clean and manage the toilet more thoroughly..."
Salia spoke with Slurra about concrete proposals for improving the environment. When I asked her, I just thought, not originally she had this kind of knowledge.
Without a doubt, she has the concept of hygiene control.
"… what do you think is causing the plague?
"The story that passes from generation to generation is that illness is caused by the invisible poison in the air. That poison comes from shit and rotten food and mud, so when you touch something like that, you have to get rid of the poison."
"Well, what do we do about that 'get rid of the poison'?
"It's booze. The ingredients of alcohol that intoxicate people have the power to quench the poison."
Ooh... that's more than I imagined.
A little conceptual, but I guess you're talking about bacterial infections and alcohol disinfection.
I don't remember exactly, but we're talking about 18th and 19th century levels on Earth, right?
"Then one more thing. Earlier, there was a young man who bruised his whole body badly and breathed constantly with fractures and internal bleeding. How would you treat that young man?
"Right...... first touch all over your body to check the condition of the wound. If there is a fracture, reshape and secure it and cover the affected area with a wet cloth with cold water. Finally, it's about giving the pain relief and relieving the fever a sip of chirine grass frying juice and then resting. Hey. If so, I would like to dampen the powder of Eshikiritake and apply it to the affected area, but now I have it cut..."
"Mmm..."
I was totally impressed with Salia explaining how to treat her to water on the stand.
"Are you okay? Does our knowledge of the Doctor's Head help you?
When I was silent, Deane sounded worried.
"Oh, of course. Surprised by the wisdom of the Schulz."
"... hehe. Good for you."
"My ancestors will be delighted to hear your praise from Margils."
I will stroke Deanne's head as she looks up to me.
Glad to narrow her eyes, she was adorable year after year.
"Oh, yeah."
The girlfriend suddenly pulls out her hipster dagger for some reason. The next course of action was also completely unexpected to me.
"It's like how Salia heals her wounds, isn't it? Then I'll scratch you..."
"Don't stop me!
"You stupid little girl."
It's been a long time since I've shouted so much upside down.
Deane's dagger, which he tries to slit his own arm with no hesitation at all, had been slapped down by Reykha, who was on the spot so far without a sign.
"Ouch!... my lord..."
"You don't have to do that. You are an important minister. Don't hurt yourself easily..."
Deanne's red eyes, strongly slapped in the wrist, stained with despair rather than anger.
I thought it was dangerous somewhere since I decided to take a part of the Schulz tribe and rendezvous with Jeetaias Castle, but I didn't expect it to go into such extreme action......
I couldn't think of any other way to forgive Deane than to hug her and stroke her back against the momentum that could hurt her self.
"Are you sure? Are you sure you care about me? Why don't you throw me away?
"... oh, I won't throw it away, and it matters. So take more care of yourself."
"... ok. I don't do that anymore. I'm sorry, my you."
"Right. It's okay, never mind."
Deane settled down in a few minutes.
I didn't know you were emotionally unstable so far...... After all, it looks like her harsh experience at Philsand is eroding her mind.
This kind of thing won't heal with [Complete Treatment (Complete Recovery)].
Even with her gaze to ask for help, Salia looks awkward, Reiha looks more like she sympathizes with Deanne.
I have one end of the responsibility, and I want to do something about it because I'm actually an important employee right now... But should I talk to Torad?
Uhm......
"Anyway."
I decided to shelf the issue (that's all this is about) and called out to Sarya.
"I know very well that your medical knowledge is outstanding. I would therefore like to entrust you with the medical and sanitary management of not only the Schulz, but also the entire castle of Zytheas."
"Oh, do I have such a big role to play?
Not right now, of course, until Ilde adjusts for talent, materials, location, etc., but let her do the castle medical officer.
"" What?
Salia, naturally bewildered, was stuck in exactly the same way by Deane and Reykha.
"I'll do it"
"Thanks"
Salia made a decision for me right away.