Okami Wa Nemuranai

3

Never mind, Lekan knocked on the door.

After a while, I heard a voice from inside.

"Yes, sir. I'll be there in a minute."

Then some time passed and the door opened just a little.

"Come in."

It's a soft voice.

Rekan entered the house with his hands on the handle of the open door.

The room smelled like a beast.

Straw was laid in the back left, and a long-armed monkey (Zambaldu) sat on top of it.

Black bristles with mixed blues are lustrous. I guess it's nutritious enough. My face is black and still has a good color gloss. He gestures a little bit like a little pinky and gives Lecan up with his crushed eyes.

The person who opened the door is turning his back on Lecan and moving to another back room.

"This way."

Lekan crept through the door left open and followed.

It was a surprisingly large room there.

In the center of the room there is a work desk.

Behind the right, that is, on the outside wall side, there is a fireplace, behind which there is a giant chimney. It's a chimney that doesn't match the size of a fireplace. It is as if the fireplace were in addition.

At the wall in front of the fireplace there is a small desk with hot water, boiling water, etc.

And the walls on all sides are filled with shelves, narrow and small.

Because it is a very high ceiling house, the number of shelves is also high, and the number of candles cannot be counted.

How the hell do you get in and out of there?

Yoo-hoo.

It is the old woman who laid her back on the chair on the other side of the work desk, with her white, rich hair tied up.

Rekan glanced slightly at his right eye.

In 3D Perception, we know the shape of things, but we don't know the color and texture. Therefore, the appearance of the person captured by "3D perception" and the person seen by the naked eye may have a much different impression.

However, in the case of this pharmacist, it is a little special.

The pharmacist captured in 3D Perception looked youthful.

But the doctor I saw with my naked eye is old.

In other words, when is the appearance of the naked eye? By magic, the pharmacist is deceiving the eyes he sees. It's magic that makes people look old, even though they're actually young. You keep activating that technique, so you're supposed to be releasing magic all the time, but with the feeling of Lecan, I can't grasp that. Because the pharmacist's magic is too great.

A long-armed monkey (Zambaldu) came in from behind Rekan and closed the door.

"Excuse me. I'm Lecan. You're Sheila."

"Yes. I'm Sheila. Yeah, you don't."

"I think Cheney listened to me. Will you listen to my wish?"

"I don't. Shall we have a seat first? Jericho, give the guests a chair."

Called Jericho, the long-armed monkey placed a backless chair in front of Recan, which had been placed in the corner of the room. Then he moved cleverly with his long arm and sat on the floor next to the old woman.

Rekan placed his luggage bag at his feet, took his sword off his waist and stood in his luggage bag, sitting in a chair. I'm not wearing a jacket today, and I'm wearing snug clothes.

The woman stares at Lecan's face with her blurred grey eyes.

Rekan is a Rekan who reveals a real and imaginary image of a woman. If you look closely, they are very similar. Jaw, nose contours, and eye shapes. Maybe the appearance of a calf is what a woman would be like when she gets older.

"You took care of this one. I'll start by thanking you. It was about wanting to learn about the pharmacist. Only healing and magic restoration."

All I can think of is Cheney about this one. From what Cheney said, I didn't feel so close to Sheila, but was she close enough to say thank you on purpose?

"Those two things are for your own good."

"I heard you meant for adventure, but healing pills mean wound pills."

"That's right. healing of wounds and, if possible, a panacea for the disease."

"Normally, adventurers don't want to make their own cures or magic restoratives."

"That's true, but in my case, I don't stop in the towns and villages where people live for months, and I often explore forests and labyrinths. So it's not convenient if you can't make your own commonly used medicines. I want to be familiar with how it works and how it handles and issues because it's something that deposits my life with it. And I like to make magic pills. When you are injured or run out of magic, healing or recovering from it with the medicine you have made is not good to say, but I feel very responsive and happy"

Sheila, a young pharmacist who put together the illusion of an old woman, thought a little when she heard Lecan's reply.

"You don't seem to be lying to me. Besides, I liked the fact that you like to make magic drugs. Can I see the medicine you made?"

Recan took two pills out of his luggage bag. One cure and one magic restorative. All fall into the category of intermediate in the original world. I am confident in my own medicine.

"It's an unusual thing. How do you open this?"

I shouldn't open the lid to a groan, but only in this case.

"Twist the top lid part to the right and turn it."

"Like this? Oh, it's open. This is a well made container. Do you have strength?

"Dropping it on the floor from that height won't crack. I'm just weak for squeezing."

"Yeah. Can I buy this container?

"It's something you can't get anymore. I'm not gonna sell it."

"Oh, yeah. That's too bad."

Sheila stared at the cure in the container.

(What if this woman) (Does she have appraisal skills?

Appraisals also become advanced, they say, even look at the abilities of humans and warcraft.

Recan felt uncomfortable.

When Sheila dropped a few drops of the contents of the container into the palm of her hand, she peeled.

And when I put the lid on it, I did the same thing this time about magic restorative drugs.

"I see. I don't know what ingredients it was made of. This is the first time you've done this. But the medication works great. If this is all you can make, you can go to any town with an expert pharmacist. Lecan."

"Something"

"I want to do an exam"

"Exams. Hmm. What can I do?"

"I looked at the drugs you made and found that I've been serious about making them. I also liked why I wanted to make my own medicine. But after I make him my apprentice, I don't know if he's just talented and patient enough to do it right. When I'm apprenticed, I'll get help from the store, too, but I don't know if I can do that. Why don't you ask me to serve you at the Adventurers' Association?"

"Request for service, what is"

"If you make a request to an adventurer, the reward will be paid by the client. But there are poor people who truly need help even if they don't have the money to pay. Because of those people, there's a system where lords pay their bills. If an application for service is made, the Adventurers Association assesses it and determines that it is a proper request, the application is accepted. The reward paid to the Adventurer is one large copper coin regardless of the content. It's like serving in the world, so it's a request for service."

"One big copper coin is cheap."

"That's cheap. But enough money for a runaway adventurer to connect his life for a day. Furthermore, the performance of the request for service is referenced when assessing the promotion from copper to silver. There are many children who gain experience while requesting service."

Listening to Sheila, Lekan was experiencing a strange feeling. Sheila is a young woman. But as we speak, I can feel calm and thoughtfulness, without the stubbornness that a young woman has. A slightly squiggly soft voice is pleasant to the ear.

Maybe it's the old woman in the naked eye that's what this woman really looks like.

With that in mind, Lekan told Sheila to ask for service and challenge her to do it.