The Poison-Loving Young Lady Wants to Get Married – Chapter 25


𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟓: 𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝

The Bowen household had been busy for several days. This was because they were preparing to welcome the queen and the prince.

“Don’t you think this is a bit too much? Even Stephan would be troubled.”

“Ellen, you shouldn’t say such disrespectful things. It’s a great honor for Stephan.”

“But Stephan has just managed to walk without a cane. It must be hard for him to receive visitors while maintaining his posture. Why now? They could have waited a bit longer.”

“You’re such a daughter.”

Norra was excited behind Ellen. It was like a dream to have the real queen and prince in this mansion.

Accompanied by Norra, Ellen headed to the small room for animals. Today, as always, two cats have come for a check-up.

“The white cat has stones in its kidneys today. We need to make a decoction of white mugwort so it can drink a lot of water and urinate a lot.”

“You boil it down and make it into a pill, right?”

“That’s right. I’ll ask Norra to give it to them. She’s better at it than I am. Ideally, the owner should do it, but they say it’s impossible because the cat struggles too much.”

“I’m good at giving medicine to cats.”

“That’s a relief. Also, the black long-haired cat has swollen gums. We’ll have to put it to sleep with medicine and scrape off the tartar.”

“Yes, I understand. Leave it to me to give the medicine and keep the mouth open.”

As they walked down the hallway, the two discussed the procedure. Norra was so competent that Ellen felt she couldn’t manage without her.

She could make simple cold medicines and laxatives on her own in a short period of time. Ellen found Norra, who was much younger than her, adorable.


『”ᴀᴡᴇʙsᴛᴏʀɪᴇs.ᴄᴏᴍ” – ᴅɪsᴄᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀ ᴄᴀᴘᴛɪᴠᴀᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴏғ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɪɴᴅuʟɢᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs ᴡɪᴛʜ “ᴅᴀɪʟʏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇs” ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴄʟᴜsɪᴠᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇss ᴛᴏ “ᴀᴅᴠᴀɴᴄᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs”.』


When Ellen and the others left the room, Mrs. Franca took out a thick record book from the drawer of her desk.

There were two of them, and they had been filled in for three hundred years. One contained the effects, composition, and usage of medicines, and the other contained records of the medicines requested by the nobles in the country.

It used to be written on parchment, but it was copied onto paper halfway through and is now bound like a book.

If a better medicine is made or a medicine that does not have the desired effect, it is replaced with a new record. It is the role of the person who takes over as a top-class pharmacist to always record the latest information, as the use of medicines is constantly advancing.

The reason why Mrs. Franca’s medicines are so effective is that she mixes minute amounts of poison and medicinal herbs in a perfect combination based on this record book, which is a collection of experience values.

The record book, which is recorded by purchaser, is also thick. When reading the purchase history of medicines, one can sometimes see diseases that are due to the noble’s lineage. This is treated as top secret, just like the recipe for the medicine.

“Sooner or later, I’ll have to pass this on to Ellen.”

It seems that Ellen has not yet found the marriage partner she declared she would find herself. Mrs. Franca looked distant.

In Mrs. Franca’s case, there was not much trouble in marrying into Rudolph’s family, which is also a Marquis family. Rudolph was a person who sincerely devoted himself to her, and he agreed to her activities as a pharmacist and to pass on the pharmacist to her daughter.

Her husband, Rudolph, had enough income from his territory to not worry about the inheritance his wife would take over, and he was a generous person who did not envy his wife’s success.

Ellen had risked her life to go out and help her guard, Stephan, the other day.

“Stephan, huh? I wonder what to do.”

The lady thought again.

The next day, Queen Crabell and Prince Ehrlich II, protected by many guards, visited the Bowen family’s mansion.

Stephan, who was nervous in the reception room. The Marquis couple, who were smiling and attending. Ellen was also standing by.

Queen Crabell was facing Stephan with a graceful smile. Stephan was looking down, at a loss.

(Why is this happening, when all I did was what was expected of me?)

Stephan kept repeating that.

“Stephan. If you hadn’t pulled my arm and run at that time, I would be dead by now. And if you hadn’t jumped out in front of the enemy and led them away, I would be dead again. I am truly grateful for your actions.”

“Your Highness, that was only natural. Please forget about it.”

“I cannot forget. Even though death was so close, you prevented it all. I will never forget it in my lifetime.”

“Your Highness, please dedicate those words to the knights who risked their lives and fought at that time.”

Then, Queen Crabell joined the conversation.

“Those who lost their lives protecting Ehrlich will be given medals, honor, and lifetime protection for their families. Despite being a private soldier, you worked no less than the knights.”

(No, that’s why, I just did what was expected!)

In front of Stephan, who was sweating coldly and screaming in his heart, Queen Crabell elegantly presented a document.

“It’s from His Majesty.”

In the document handed to Stephan, whose hand was trembling slightly with tension, it was written in beautiful decorative letters,

“Considering your achievements during wartime, you are granted the rank of Baron as a one-generation noble.”

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