Chapter 342: 342 Episode 337: Mud Comes (Part 3)

It was definitely the person in the coat who came in.

But rather than talk to a monk, he's a researcher.

They don't know any men indoors.

Therefore, there are two reactions that say, "Who is this guy?"

There is one reaction that is of no interest whatsoever.

The man was honored at the church ceremony.

"I am a priest belonging to the Southern Branch of the Church of the Most Holy God, and my name is Tobias. Within the Church, he is engaged in medical and pharmaceutical research. In this epidemic of disease, our heartbreaking descent has been established as our Apostolic Trial of God. That's why I ordered you to go to the land. Dean, I know you're busy, but I'd like to ask you to help us with our relief efforts, and it depends on how you get here."

After a long greeting, the Dean was amazed at all the jumping up.

"Tobias! Is that Tobias!?"

"Oh, did you know my name"

"Of course! Speaking of Tobias, a church-hearted pharmacist! As something involving healthcare, it's not a missed name to ask!

"Ha... You can see Lord Dean is used to entertaining others. But I am a non-talented shallow scholar. If there is to be known merit, it is only the result of the Lord's guidance."

The look on the man's face is bright, even though he is.

Tobias then saw the faces of the two elves in the same room.

Even with a thin grin, he had a cold look somewhere.

The Dean also knows that the Church and the Elves are unfamiliar.

"Dean, who are these people?

"Oh, she... they're the Elves who want us to investigate the disease."

"Hmm. Really? It is."

The response of the elves in his gaze was extremely cold.

Aletta's has come to blatantly disgust the caged silence, and Abel, in the first place, is not even looking.

It is as if Tobias does not exist there.

"Oh, both of you..."

The dean shows a bewildered attitude, but the priest blocked it with his hands.

"It's fine, Dean. Dear Elves, this is what we all do. It's wonderful. I don't know about God's teachings, but it's late. Do you have any parents to blame for your child's ignorance? It's not all about making a scene."

"I just don't like you guys because you keep lying?

Aletta shrugged so, but Tobias left a smile on her face and ignored it.

The director, who was watching the harrassment, is relieved that he did not curse each other or get into a fight.

"See you, Dean. It doesn't matter to the best of your knowledge. Can you give us some information about the disease?

"Yes. Absolutely."

The Dean also priestly told the same story that he had made Abel and the others listen, and then told him information about some endemic areas.

"Hmm...... There are a few fashionable places, but they are terribly limited......? I'm also concerned that it doesn't propagate much elsewhere, but can't you easily decide that it's environmentally dependent..."

Tobias nodded like he had made up his mind after doing the sort of trick that he would think about with his arms together.

"Is this anything other than arrowheads and trying to get myself out on the ground"

"Dear Tobias! That's not dangerous..."

"Nothing, this is also to save people and shine God's grace. You can't spare us."

"Ooh......! The boulders are priests! What courage! How merciful!

"Hmm...... If I'm honest with you, it's cute."

Aletta shrugged so, but no one dared to react.

"Then why don't I go to the village of Gosh, where the first sickness supposedly occurred"

Tobias takes his seat.

The face that walks away from the two elves is full of confidence.

In fact, he was confident that he would be able to heal the plague once he arrived.

So I don't care if they stir me up.

To the point of wasting tongue fights, it would be far more effective and smart to show a gold edged track record.

Aletta, on the other hand.

She was truly sorry for conducting face-to-face investigations with church officials.

They are thieves who take away the achievements of the Elves and make them their own.

I can't stand shoulder to shoulder.

That's what I think.

So choose another popular location.

The area where the odd disease occurred was the first village of Gosh towards Tobias.

The village of Rühling, which has since become fashionable and is still causing the greatest damage.

And recently, Mitsuzu, in the village of Selkat, whose momentum is intense, is considered the three major plagues.

There are other places that are occurring, but these three villages are representative places.

Aletta decided to head to the most popular area, the village of Rühling.

"Come on, let's go, shall we?

Raise the bag again and speak to Abel.

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But there's one pale word that came back.

"... I'll go towards Cercat"

"Hey, why!?"

"… there is no reason to act with you"

"I'm a doctor for no reason!? What are you going to do in case you get sick?"

Aletta didn't tell me about Abel.

But the faceless elf shakes his head.

"... I begin by identifying the situation. I intend to focus on gathering information through observation and conversation, and I do not intend to approach patients"

"Phew, phew... Well, if you're not a doctor, you might be safer that way. Your purpose is to investigate, not treat, right?... I'm going to try and give some medicine to the sick and see how it works. The potion I make works great, doesn't it?

Turning his gaze to the Dean, he nodded with momentum.

"I am well aware of the effects of Aletta's medicines. If it does, I want our clinic to regularly wholesale it."

Even if the words were true, they were worthless information to Abel.

My medicine isn't working anymore.

I don't know how much her arms are, but even if they are equivalent, I definitely think they should be inferior to themselves in material. So I'm trying to make it less effective.

But I don't talk about it.

If you say so, I have to explain, and in case her medication might help.

I wasn't even willing to pinch an extra mouth.

In the end, Aletta ended up breaking up at the city entrance, looking back at Abel many times.

Abel, in an unmistakable foothold, headed for the village of Cercat.

Abel's traced village of Cercat is a settlement of about eighty inhabitants.

In time, less than twenty people will be sick.

There are only twenty of them.

The sick in this village are all morbid within the last year.

Less than a year later, a quarter of the villagers are ill.

That's why she didn't name herself a pharmacist, but she was nevertheless welcome to tell me that she had visited for investigative purposes.

It was a well-known fact that the Elves were bright in pharmacy.

"Dear Elf. Don't you have any medicine?

"... not now"

It is half true, even if it is false.

There are several types of potions but I am thinking they will probably be ineffective.

Lütiel's use in diseased elves falls into a valuable category among Abel's medicines. It was also used by Shinto plants.

The medicine in your hand belongs to 'less than that'.

So there's no point in letting it out.

I couldn't even give him wasted hope and reduce the potion.

"... this village, is it farming?

"Yeah. There's no other industry, and hey. Many people go to work in the city and become adventurers, and even if they're not ill, their population will be reduced."

The man at the gatekeeper who came with me as a guide laughs bitterly.

It's a world of monsters, so I wouldn't say there's no lookout in a small village.

There is no professional watchman, and the villagers are alternating to work.

(... here, I mainly make rice)

Abel's vision has an empty field.

If it is after March, the field will start to rise and sow, but now it is February.

It looks like we haven't got our hands on it yet.

"Fortunately, there haven't been many sick people out there since the pruning. Badly in between, all the few magical possessions haven't fallen...... Then the work of the fields and the defense of the village will be disturbing."

…………

Abel is thinking.

Early on about the village, she had arrived at some sort of hypothesis.

It is Abel's sensing ability, but it was late.

(... there is no point in thinking about the purpose. Importantly, means)

There is no difference in the lives of the villagers.

Take turns alternating, and when not, take care of the field.

That's all.

If there is a cause for the environment, it is strange that almost everyone should not suffer.

But some won't.

Abel finds one reason there, too.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

That's when I screamed.

One of the sick died of rupture.

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