In a crypt that is as narrow and dark as a tomb

Burst... Boom... Puff knock - puff knock - puff knock

After being stagnant for an unknown amount of time, my heart began to beat slowly.

The frozen blood began to flow slowly under the protrusion of the heart, and the lobes of the lungs began to stretch and beg for oxygen.

The nerve endings begin to feel the world under the nourishment of the flowing blood, and the tenacious instinct of life dominates the body that has not yet fully regained consciousness to make the most primitive demands.

He took a breath, but at the same time he inhaled a lot of dust in his mouth.

"Ahem... Ahem... Ha-Ha-Ha-"

The body's instinctive stress response caused the brain, which had just gradually regained consciousness due to inhaling a part of oxygen, to endure the pain of being out of breath.

(Breathless...) Gas... It's so uncomfortable...... Air...... Fresh air)

His consciousness had been immersed in darkness, and the pain of this attack slowly picked up his consciousness.

Follow your senses and slowly open your eyes.

Although he wanted to take a look at his surroundings, he couldn't focus his gaze, and could only vaguely feel a faint light seeping in above his head.

His throat was dry, and his lips and tongue tingled and he couldn't make a sound, but his instinct to survive allowed him to express his consciousness clearly, and it was the kind of instant magic that didn't chant.

"Water~water!"

The sudden pain of the water balloon hitting his face, and the suffocating feeling of drowning, could not withstand the refreshingness. The vitality of the tingling pain that ran down his throat made his hazy mind begin to recover.

(Where is this?) ）

I closed my eyes and thought about the tea time, and opened my eyes again, which were gradually adjusting to the light.

This time, the ...... that catches your eye It is a stone ceiling with a slightly dark color. During this time, there is also a faint light projection, of course, if you want to fully see your environment, you can't do it.

"Ah......h

When he tried to get up, his stiff joints let out a scream.

(It seems that I have slept for a long time, and this body doesn't look like my own anymore~)

Gritting his teeth, the joints that made a crackling sound were driven to crack with pain, and after a long period of effort, he finally barely sat up.

Now the line of sight is more flexible and wider.

In the dim light, there were rotten wooden remains all around, and the shape of it could still be seen from the previous appearance. But if you touch it, it will crumble.... Alas~~

I finally struggled to get a wooden bowl, but it cracked into several pieces and added dust to the small space.

"Source water!"

Smiling wryly, he put his weak hands together to form the shape of a vessel, and he directly activated the chantless magic.

The palm of his hand began to gather the water elemental around him, and then emitted a light visible to the naked eye, and finally what remained was the water that glowed with white light.

The water that flowed from between the fingers flowed through the wrists and elbows, but it didn't wet the clothes, and just disappeared into the air. This is the water of source energy. It is drawn from the water element in nature, and follows the law that if you leave the hand that casts the spell, you will return to its origin.

Most of it leaked out, but when you drink it in your mouth, it immediately penetrates your thirsty body. The throat that was about to dry and crack was moistened, the joints became flexible, the blood circulation began to improve, and the headache seemed to dissolve. Every cell in the body is active.

The three or two casts of the spell did not make him feel tired, on the contrary, his whole body was gradually recovering rapidly. It would be a shock to be seen by others, after all, this level of mana consumption is not something that a teenager can have.

Of course, there are no side effects, the fatigue fades slightly, and then the stomach turns - hunger!

Look around

This basement doesn't match up with this humble furnishings... of stone, and it is a stone of the same material of water.

By digging ~ digging the mud at the joints, the essence of the exposed is obsidian, which means that even if there is a strong earthquake and the buildings on the ground are completely destroyed, I am afraid that this place will be safe and sound.

If you look at this structure, it is a shallow buried fortress type that will be dug up in an instant if you find someone inside.

But why is it that even the wooden ladder leading to the outside world is rotten, and he has not been rescued?

Trying to think about it was not something that a mind that had only regained a little thinking ability could bear, so he decided to give up this option that could be put on hold for the time being.

The place where he was lying was paved with a piece of some kind of biological skin that was almost the same height as himself...

"Huh? The lines and symbols depicted on it are composed of.... Magic Circle?!"

The jelly-like substance in the small pottery bowl next to it was almost dried up, and it was supposed to be the grease used for lighting, but how long did it take for it to become like this?

It's scary to think about. In particular, the fact that the wick made of plants, which was still wrapped in grease, did not extend like a normal lamp, which deepened his sense of unreality.

"Even the wick has weathered, how long has it been?! Isn't he already dying?"

Almost subconsciously stroking his rough face, and then carefully examining his arms, palms, wrists and other bodies that can be seen by the naked eye, this worry was finally dissolved.

There are no wrinkles or age spots, and it seems that the elasticity of the limbs after pressing still shows the vitality of youth, even if the loss of some moisture makes this feature less obvious, but there is no doubt that there is still it.

When he relaxed, he stepped forward to roll up this leather that was quite closely related to himself, a lightning-like light flashed through his mind, and then the scenes began to flash rapidly.

"Monster Surge? .... Condensation dormancy? ........ Master? ..... I'm .........."

Almost at the same time, another set of images began to cut in, and the scene between the two was as different as heaven and earth, which directly made his head hurt as if it were torn, and his consciousness fell into a trance.

"Damn, don't think about that anymore. The top priority is to get out of here, my stomach is almost hungry~"

After a long recovery, he went into action.

With the help of the faint light, his body was finally able to do moderate exercise after being nourished by the water of source energy, and after his vision gradually adapted to the environment, he finally found the door to the ceiling entrance.

Although the wooden ladder has rotted, fortunately the bed on which I am lying is still intact, and it should be a good wooden material. Using this as a pedal, after a simple stacking structure, he finally managed to open the door that he thought would be difficult to open under the cover, and climbed out of the basement.

"Eh~~"

The sunlight when he crawled out made him close his eyes and cover them with his hands, and gradually opened them, and it took a long time to get used to it before he regained his sight. However, what came into view was the ruins of what was once a hut, and it was surrounded by trees and vegetation, completely integrated with the forest.

"Huh... This is Egtola cordata?! ”

Picking up a bunch of weeds growing at your feet, the familiar smell sparked latent memories like lightning through your nastrils.

"This is the herb I planted in the herb garden...... Why did it grow into such a big piece————!

Looking around, the herbs flourished like wild shrubs. The collapsed wood and stone blocks of the original hut are mottled like ancient ruins that have been baptized by time.

"How long has it been since this scene has come to this?!"

However, the professional characteristics of being a pharmacist did not make him worry about this problem for long, after all, he was still alive, and his body functions had not aged, so it was better to think about what kind of potion should be refined with so many herbs.

"Yay! The Espira grass that was originally planted with a trial has become so much larger...... Oh, and the chasteberry fruit is ripe to rot, really! ~”

After only a dozen seconds of being lost in place, he began to struggle to pluck the herbs around him like a lucky person entering a treasure vault, the kind that kept the plants most intact, of course.

"So much, and no bottles and equipment, now.... Hey, it's only temporarily dry. ”

After a while, there was already a small pile of fresh herbs at his feet, and if he didn't deal with it, it would be a violent thing, which was an unforgivable sin as a medicine man.

"Dry, dry, dry—dry—ah! ——》

Almost subconsciously, he skillfully used alchemy. The fresh herbs in his hand were completely dry as if they had been dried in the sun for several days in a short period of time, and the plant essence inside had been completely preserved as if it had been suspended after the baptism of alchemy, which solidified and condensed the magical elements.

"Ah, really, it's a hassle not to have a bag. I can't leave my hands empty, just tie them around my waist."

"Huh~ You won't be so unlucky, right?! Wow, I'm a savage now~~"

Watching as the already fragile belt was broken into several pieces by exerting too much force, the dried herbs spilled to his feet again. The boy grumbled unhappily as he picked up the slender and slender fresh herbs he had collected and woven them into a rope, tied them around his waist, and hung them up on the dried herbs. After a while, hay rolls were piled up into aborigines-style grass aprons. And after laughing at himself, this guy simply tied a knotted straw rope around his neck and tied the dried herbs into a short coat. At this moment, anyone who sees it for the first time will think it is a scarecrow, and it is far away that it is impossible to see what a teenager should look like.

"fufu—there are a lot of exorcism herbs mixed in so many herbs (who called this thing indispensable for building a house in the forest), this low-level monster shouldn't be close—. In other words, there is still security for the time being~"

For him, who doesn't know if he can survive the claws of the monsters in this world, this is quite important.

However, after the intense work, the sequelae of the tense nerves were relieved - the hunger in the stomach became worse again.

"Hey, low-level monsters won't approach, and it's impossible to eat meat now. The fruit of the tree... Wow~ Don't think about it. In other words, at most, I can only dig some tubers and find some berries to satisfy my hunger~"

He categorically couldn't take off this coat, so he could only reluctantly recall the sourness, stickiness, and indescribable strange smell that he had enjoyed in the most sleepy moments before.

Looking at the sky, it is estimated that it is close to noon.

He still couldn't get rid of the smell that lingered in his mind, or the kind of thing that could temporarily satisfy his hunger would not be all over the forest.

"I don't want to eat that anymore! - It seems that it is better to follow the previous memories to the nearby town, and there should be more than enough time."

Looking back at the lush herb garden, tightening the dried herbs around his waist, the young man estimated: If you are the worst, sell these on your body, and you should be able to make up for today's dinner and accommodation expenses. If you still have to sleep on the stone floor in the basement (the beds are dismantled into treads and stairs), well, think about it.......... I really want to wipe my body first, and then if possible, it would be better to sleep on a soft bed.

"As long as this herb garden is still there, it will have the capital to make a comeback. But please don't drop the price of the potion, so that the herb can be sold at a good price! Please! ~~」

After praying earnestly for the first time after waking up, the boy bid farewell to his former home in the ridiculous costume of not daring to compliment himself as a scarecrow, and took an epoch-making step towards the nearby town, well, and the world.