𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟕: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐠𝐞 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐)
I copy the book while reading the first volume.
Hmm, I understand well, but there are common sense that cannot be thought of with modern knowledge.
Perhaps, if there was a periodic table of elements, a breakthrough would occur.
The book is not very thick, so I was able to copy it quickly.
This volume does not contain the recipe for making potions.
It seems like I’ll be relying on the degraded potion for a while.
Before going to bed at night, it’s a simple job to replenish the potion with magic power.
This body is well made. My vision, concentration, physical strength, and brain are all good.
But why was I such a lowly villain when I have such good physical abilities?
🩴
For now, I practice making golems with the clay I got while reading the book.
What is this, isn’t it just a sequencer that moves until the magic power runs out, making a flowchart?
The description is quirky, but it’s easier than Mitsubishi’s sequencer (I’m a KD fan)
The book is still borrowable. What should I do?
I had the loli copy the spare book and make it.
It also includes handwriting practice. I also have her correct the book I copied.
🩴
Since the copying is finished.
I came to the bookstore to borrow the middle volume while returning it.
I’m alone in hermit mode.
When I pay extra money and borrow a book,
The bookstore said that Red Copper is looking for me.
Again, it’s a hassle. . .
I leave the store and head to the back alley.
Damn! I’m being followed.
I ambush them in the back alley.
They look like adventurers, but their equipment is good.
There’s one woman in the lead and two men behind her.
They might be under some noble.
However, there is no emblem to indicate that,
They are not from our place.
I ambush them at the crossroads of the alley.
Securing an escape route is important.
“Do you need something?”
“You’re the Grey Mage. I heard you’re good at healing magic and treating heart diseases.”
“Who’s saying that?”
“It’s Monte of Red Copper, a class B adventurer.”
Damn! I’ll definitely get back at him later!!
“You’ve got the wrong person. I don’t know such a person.”
“Wait, it should be correct. You came to return the book, right?”
He’s even talking about that!! I’ll definitely make him cry later!!
“There’s someone I want you to treat. Of course, I’ll pay you.”
🔹𝔸𝕨𝕖𝕓𝕤𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕤.𝕔𝕠𝕞 ― 𝕀𝕟𝕕𝕦𝕝𝕘𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕒 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕤𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝𝕤 𝕨𝕚t𝕙 “𝕕𝕒𝕚𝕝𝕪 𝕦𝕡𝕕𝕒𝕥𝕖𝕤” 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕖𝕩𝕔𝕝𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕒𝕕𝕧a𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤🔹
It’s Otto von Haedecker, I’m surrounded by knights on all sides.
I can’t escape.
A carriage has arrived.
I’m taken away.
It’s the type of carriage that nobles use for miscellaneous tasks,
I haven’t ridden it much though.
It’s the type used by servants and maids for official business.
The curtain is down and I can’t see outside.
If I escape here, I’ll probably be killed later.
They’re probably waiting with their swords drawn in front of the bookstore.
It’s a business obstruction.
🩴
We’ve arrived,
It’s some noble’s villa
It’s the type that a fairly good noble would own.
I’m led inside.
An old maid and a noble lady are standing by the bed.
There’s a woman under 20 on the bed.
Her face is blue.
A female servant speaks.
“I want you to treat this person. We won’t inquire about each other’s identities afterwards.”
“Hmm, I don’t know if I can cure her. You might be buying expensive fake medicine.”
“You’re said to have cured a town girl’s heart disease in an instant. She has similar symptoms to that town girl.”
I reluctantly searched.
Wow, what is this? It’s very big. . . her chest. . . is normal, but it’s bigger than Kukkoro-san.
Her heart is big. It’s cardiac hypertrophy.
Wow, what do I do with this?
I can’t cure it. Wow.
Stop the heart, attach an artificial circulator, open the chest, trim the heart, suture, resuscitate, right?
It’s too impossible.
In the past, hearts were transplanted.
Where do you get a heart from?
I sit down on an empty chair and think.
Everyone looks very worried.
It’s a matter of the heart and lungs.
“Hey, what’s wrong, mage?”
“I’m troubled. This woman’s heart is big, too big.”
I drew a picture with the paper and quill pen that were on the table.
“Currently, this woman’s heart is considerably larger and heavier than normal. Its ability to pump blood has decreased. On top of that, part of it is dying.”
Everyone is surprised,
“How do you treat it?”
The female servant persists.
“Either take out the heart and cut it into small pieces, or replace the heart. There’s no other way.”
“Replace the heart. . . How?”
The female servant screams. I don’t know about that.
“Wait a minute. Isn’t that a forbidden technique?”
The lady asks in a trembling voice.
“I don’t know if it’s a forbidden technique or not. I’m just talking about this woman’s treatment.”
“Can you do it?”
The old maid asks in a terribly cold voice.
The atmosphere in the room changes. I take a breath and push away.
“I’ve never done it. It’s much harder than the town girl’s case.”
“That’s ridiculous. . . Is this person lying?”
The female servant raises her voice.
“Well, it’s not like she’s going to die right away. Be careful when your chest hurts. It’s a sign that your heart is screaming.”
“How much will it cost to cure?”
The noble mother’s voice is also cold.
“”Madam!!””
The old maid and the female servant scream.
“Prepare 500 gold coins and tools. I also have preparations. Also, are you this woman’s mother?”
“Yes, I am.”
“I’ll make a replica of the woman’s heart for when the time comes. Take off your clothes, expose your chest.”
“What!!”
The old maid is speechless.
“I understand.”
The mother undresses. Oh, she’s mature, but she’s sexy and it hits me in the groin.
The women in this world are all too bold.
I take clay out of the storage.
I put my right hand on her chest and searched. I make a model with clay in my left hand.
Yeah, it’s a good job.
I put my hand on the daughter’s chest and searched. A pretty big model is made.
I show both and explain, a normal heart and an abnormal heart.
They are terribly surprised.
While putting away the model with magic.
“There are things I want you to prepare. I need five bottles of distilled liquor (before bottling). Boil the bottles in clean water before filling.”
The old maid is taking notes on paper.
“Also, one roll of colorless silk thread and gauze, 20 deep dishes. Three soup pots, five portable pots, three shallow pots, all new. Boil and wash well.”
“Yes, I understand.”
“Also, three turtles with clean water.”
Hmm, what else do I need? I’ll prepare surgical tools, clips, and sutures here.
“Yeah, prepare by the day after tomorrow. Let’s meet in front of the bookstore. I have preparations too.”
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