On September 4, 197 in the continental calendar, the moon was shining, and there were sunny and sometimes showers. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It's been another morning, and Miss Rita is up early. Although the experiment failed yesterday, it didn't stop her from continuing to have a heart that regarded Potions as the most beautiful field—although such a heart was a little awkward.

But that's how Miss Rita made her stand with everyone at dinner yesterday.

It was because of her love for Potions that she was so good at Potions. It's because of her love of potions that she does all kinds of strange experiments - and tries to make all kinds of dangerous potions. It is because of her love for potions that Miss Rita will risk being misunderstood by the person she likes, and approach another boy who seems to be relatively good, and ask him for knowledge and theories in this area.

To be able to achieve such a high level of achievement at such a young age, in fact, Miss Rita is already a very good person.

It's a pity that there are always some girls around Dyce, who are also excellent in various aspects.

Miss Sophia, unexpectedly, is also a descendant of nobles, and she is probably the most ideal wife candidate for many minor nobles - pretty, gentle, virtuous, capable, with a large and terrifying title, and there may be the possibility that the Zinael Empire will support her restoration.

Her Royal Highness Princess Birodis, it seems that Days is also fascinated by her. Good at controlling her emotions, good at managing the industry and managing the country, beautiful appearance, good voice, very rich and even has a huge empire - of course, if Miss Rita was Dyce, she would definitely not agree to marry there. Because the pressure is just too much.

The lord of the county of Imps, a violent woman. But it's a very real girl, and I think her dowry will be very rich—no. On this point, Miss Rita thinks that she will not lose to anyone casually.

Fortunately, Angelia, the girl in black, is not interested in Dyce, or Miss Rita will feel the pressure again. After all, at such a young age, her strength is beyond the scope of high-level professionals, and it is really ...... to be able to protect the most noble girl in a country Outstanding.

Miss Rita is still a very self-aware person, and an excellent person is an excellent person. If no one is good, then he is not good either.

Well, without further thought, Miss Rita finished her breakfast as quickly and gracefully as she could. Then went out.

These days, there are many times when she runs to the shrine. To put it simply, it's to find the boy who likes to wear white...... A lot of people here like to wear white.

Ah, they certainly don't have to travel everywhere. Because if you need to travel around a lot, it's better to wear clothes that are resistant to dirt. Miss Rita because she had just been on a trip. He was even in danger of dying several times...... So she knows better.

When she travels, she sometimes can't change her clothes. Even if you put a lot of clothes in the space, you will be finished, and the clothes will be finished. If you keep piling it up, it won't work...... To make matters worse, there is no chance to change clothes.

It's like what just happened in that damned labyrinth. In those days, everyone was together. For fear of being pulled down...... It's extremely embarrassing to even make it convenient.

Miss Rita took out her broom from the space and rode across the lake between the castle and the shrine. The lake was swept by Miss Rita. ripples were pressed by the passing wind.

The calm surface of the lake, shattered by the wind brought by Miss Rita, makes it a pity not to be able to see the wonderful scenery in the mirror.

On the other side of the lake, Miss Rita didn't fly straight up. Because she knew that the road behind the mountain had been inflicted with divine magic, and under the influence of divine magic, the distance had been magnified many times. As for Miss Rita's visit, the shrine's deity will not come out to break the seal on her and let her in.

On that day, it was also because the princess of Beirut was there, so the god did this deliberately.

Therefore, it is also Miss Rita who understands this truth, and she chooses to detour by herself. She went around the foot of the hill to the road in front of her, then got off her broom and walked up step by step.

Because this road is for people to go to the shrine, and there is also a divine spell applied on it, so you can't fly casually. And Miss Rita, who knew that God clearly and really existed, naturally didn't want to do anything that would upset the gods. The wandering god broke through the barrier of the main hall before, and the god in this shrine must be in a bad mood now.

He found some reason and then put some strange curse on him. That effect will certainly not be undone until he returns to Frankendo.

"Miss, you're here again." A teenager who was sweeping the floor in the courtyard greeted Miss Rita.

"Well, good morning, I'm coming to Mr. Shia."

The boy looked like an ordinary boy, but in fact he was the adopted son of the god...... As for whether it is the illegitimate child of the god outside, Miss Rita can only guess her own malicious feelings.

After all, such things, in the West, are frequent. The clergy are not allowed to marry because they give everything they have to God. So he irresponsibly sowed the seeds outside, and when the children grew up, they brought them back to harvest the adopted sons......

So, sometimes when an older man looks at a teenager lovingly and calls him "my child", maybe that man is really the father of the teenager.

"He went to see the villagers." There was a nice but somewhat weak voice ringing out.

"You're up, don't you want to rest a little longer?" Miss Rita knew this girl, with a beautiful face and a little bit of the shadow of the princess of Beirut, indicating that the two were a little related in blood.

In the past few days, when Miss Rita was annoying Mr. Thea, she saw him taking care of this girl, watching him work hard to collect medicine, pound medicine, boil medicine, and then feed the medicine seriously little by little.

Seeing the two of them so intimate, Miss Rita could feel a burst of happiness.

"Seeing that Miss Rita can be so energetic every day, I want to get up and walk early." The girl's face was still a little pale, and she coughed a few times.

Although Miss Rita followed Mr. Thea every day, the girl was not angry at all. I don't know if it's the daughter of the god who doesn't like Mr. Thea. Or has it been seen that Miss Rita is actually not Mr. Shia herself who cares the most.

"Yes," Miss Rita smiled. "Don't be too tired."

"Thank you."

"Can you tell me where the village is?"

"I'm almost recovered. So Sia went around the villages to see if there were any villagers in need – I don't know where he went. ”

"That's right." Miss Rita nodded in embarrassment, then quickly expanded her expression again, "I see, thank you." ”

She closed her eyes, then focused all her attention on her nose, then sniffed the air hard, and soon, she knew where to go.

She walked quickly in the direction where the smell had gone—hoping he wouldn't go too far. I also hope that there will not be any strong wind, blowing away the special smell on his body.

I didn't expect him to have come so far, and when Miss Rita found him, it was already noon.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm here to see how you become a doctor."

"Oh." He was in front of a villager's house, carefully pounding medicine.

"Why don't you leave the work to them?"

"Because they don't know that 'degree.'"

"What is 'degree'?"

"It's just the right degree. How much should it be broken, what color should it be, and when should it be ......"

"Well, very good words."

"Looks like you like the culture here."

"Nope."

Seeing the boy's surprised expression, Miss Rita smiled and explained, "I just like Potions. ”

"Okay. It's not Potions though. This is pharmacology. ”

"It's just a different name, and the starting point is the same, using the materials of nature, using every possible means. Make a medicine that is beneficial to human society. ”

"Well, that's a theoretical statement."

"Let me try, shall we?"

"Not good."

"Why?"

"I'm afraid you're too heavy."

"I'm not heavy! I just ...... "Oops, a girl's weight is a secret!"

"I mean, you might be too heavy."

"Oh......" seems to have misunderstood.

Thea pounded the medicine. Tear out the appropriate size gauze and fold it up. Then the herb is placed on the lap of an uncle and wrapped in gauze: "Wrap it for two days." I'll be coming back to see you. ”

"Thank you, Lord Thea."

"You're welcome." Thea got up, packed up her medicine box and left.

When she was out of the courtyard of the farmhouse, Miss Rita spoke: "That man's leg was terrible. ”

"Well, yes, it's poisoned, and some of it is ulcerated, and it's all black."

"If it was on our side, probably the whole leg would not be able to be taken and cut off."

"Cutting off is a solution, but no one wants to lose a leg for the rest of their lives, right?"

"Well, but there's no way around it on our side."

"That's right. It's really harder to treat...... Still, with the power of herbs, it can still be treated. This uncle's leg broke out because there were toxins in his body, which then gathered on his legs, and because he had been working in the fields in the summer. Before you came, I gave him a drink of bezoar, which can detoxify. I properly drained the blood from his leg and drained some of the poisoned blood. Then I put a medicine on the outside, and the symptoms will be better. ”

"What an amazing treatment!"

"This is all figured out by ancient sages, and legend has it that in ancient times, there was one of the earliest doctors, who tasted hundreds of herbs and looked for herbs that could be used by people...... That lord makes me worship. ”

"It's great."

"Hmm."

The two of them walked to another patient's house.

There was a man leading the way, he was a family member of the patient, and his son had passed out and had not yet woken up.

He said his son had fainted suddenly, his lips were purple, and he still hasn't woken up.

"What do you think is the disease?"

Miss Rita found that when she came here, even the illness she saw was very strange. Maybe the environment she lived in before was too good, and she didn't need to contact these low-level people at all.

"It's hard to say before I saw it. However, in the summer, it is hot and humid, and it may be smoked by bad air. ”

"What's that?"

"You can think of it as a poisonous gas, or you can think of it as an evil spirit? There are many ways to say it. Walking into that hot, stuffy, humid place, you will feel breathless, nauseous and want to vomit......"

"It's a bit like the symptoms of pregnancy......"

"It's the same, but it's different, because it's the same when a man encounters this situation, you see, this time the person is his son."

With that, the two of them had already walked to another farmhouse yard.

"I saw that his breath was cold, and his whole body was cold, so I covered him with a quilt." The man said.

With a strange look on his face, Mr. Thea translated for Miss Rita, then observed the young man, and immediately lifted the quilt and untied his thick clothes.

His father tried to stop him, but Miss Rita stopped him.

Although Miss Rita is not a practitioner of physical arts, she can easily deal with a peasant. She believed that Thea would not mess around, so she couldn't let people who didn't understand get in the way of his healing.

"This disease is called heat stroke. It is necessary to untie the stuffy clothes on the patient's body, and then put the patient in a cool and ventilated place to let him recover slowly. ”

He carried the boy under the largest tree in the village, and then asked the boy's father to fan the boy.

"I tried to pinch his acupuncture points."

"What's that!?" Miss Rita heard something magical again.

"Stimulating somewhere, sometimes it has a very magical effect." Thea pinched the spot under the boy's nose and pressed the boy's mouth.

"Similar to the knee jerk reflex?"

"It's different."

As he spoke, the boy suddenly opened his eyes. Thea immediately let go of her hand, and the boy was able to take a deep breath.

"I'll give him gua sha next."

"What's that!?"

"Stimulates the skin of the body and allows blood to circulate better while eliminating some bad things."

"How do you do this, it's complicated......"

Sia didn't speak, she took off the boy's shirt, and the frightened Miss Rita covered her face, but peeked between her fingers.

Thea didn't do anything strange—ah, no, a strange thing for Miss Rita, too, but this strangeness, not that strangeness. In short, Mr. Sia is still a normal man.

He took out a long, transparent and smooth object, presumably made of cow's horn, and poured water over the boy's back with a bowl, scraping it vigorously behind the boy's back.

Hulahula. Hulahula.

The boy groaned in pain, and Miss Rita was terrified to hear it, and then she also saw a red scar on the boy's back......

It's - punishment, right?! Do you have to punish the sick when you are sick?

Miss Rita couldn't understand, she thought—"I'm here today!" I'll go back first! ”

With that, she took out her broom and fled. (To be continued.) )