The Armistice Line Village, located in the northwestern part of Argon, is a place where the families of the paramilitary group that maintain the armistice line with the demons on the other side and the merchants who do business with them gathered together.
Since the country did not recognize the Demon King’s Army and the Demon King’s Territory as a state, there was no official border guard stationed there, but guards were regularly dispatched from nearby cities or adventurers were supported to guard the armistice line.
But back then, funding was not spared.
And in the demon lord across the armistice line, there was a demon army guard and a village with a similar role.
Podeudeuk…!
Morphine, who had finished her night watch on the DMZ, did not return to the resting place right away, but went around the snow-covered roads and visited the houses of children in the village one by one.
thump-!
“morphine? Didn’t you see the work schedule? I am on vacation.”
“I didn’t come here for the shift. Where is Hobi?”
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“I’m sick right now, so I’m in bed…”
A female demon with horns through her upturned hair looked worried and looked back. Pushing her aside, Morphine stepped inside and approached the little girl lying on the bed on the other side of the room.
“Ugh…! Aww…!”
Except for the horns on her head, she was no different from a human girl around 10 years old.
“Come on, Hobie, let’s take some medicine.”
Raising the child, Morphine quickly shoved the pill into Hobby’s mouth and held her little nose.
“Eup-!”
gulp···!
After checking the throat, the girl, who had been coughing a little, showed her sharp teeth, grabbed her head with both hands, and cried.
“Oh, Mom…! My head hurts…! Ugh…!”
But even for a moment, the girl’s face suddenly straightened.
“uh?”
“Are you still sick?”
“It doesn’t hurt! My head doesn’t hurt anymore! Morphine doesn’t hurt my head!”
Hobi, who is sitting on the bed, turns her head away with a sweaty face and smiles brightly. Morphine, showing off her cat’s eye smile and shark teeth, holds out several pills in her hand to the mother of the child who is standing anxiously.
“Feed again if it hurts.”
The demon mother was at a loss and received it with both hands.
“Thank you so much! But where did you get the medicine from? Supply is still…”
“Don’t ask about the source, as long as the results are good, right?”
Morphine just laughed. So Hobie’s mom didn’t ask.
“Morphine, how long do I have to be sick?”
Hobi, a quick-witted demon girl, asked sullenly. Morphine answered.
“I was sick for three months. Does it really mean you have to lose your horns to become an adult? Hobie can stand it?”
“How many nights can I sleep for 3 months?”
Instead of answering, Morphine, who smiled and stroked the head of the little demon tribe Hobie, turned around and returned to her lodgings through the eyes. It was a place where only rain and wind could escape.
“We don’t have to be close, but we do need to be close to each other. think so.”
There was still about half of the medicine left in the vial on the desk Morphine was looking at.
same time,
Vita and Gio entered Argon with the rising sun on their backs and were fighting exhaustion.
“aaa… Blood, I’m tired…”
“Staying up all night is hard.”
As soon as I left the wagon and entered the workshop, Tuna, who had been waiting for me, came running.
“Ugh! Eh, what happened?!”
Charles took out something that looked like a small sheep’s horn from his pocket. Receiving the horn, Tuna supported it with both hands with a sublime expression.
“Eh, demon horns! This is the catalyst, it’s ready!”
“A catalyst? Not a medicine, but a catalyst?”
“Yeah, that’s right. You need this to change your tongue and shape. How were the demons? Hey, do you think the medicine is okay?”
Vita told the story of what happened there. Tuna nodded and tossed the horn she had brought into a large cauldron where something unknown was already boiling.
“Sah, even if it’s a group with a bad relationship, everyone’s thoughts can’t be the same, right? Bridges and exchanges come and go through that gap. But don’t talk openly that you’re friendly with demons. get caught.”
“I have a question.”
Tuna turned her head. said geo.
“What was that drug? It was something I was very grateful for.”
After thinking for a while, Tuna opened her mouth.
“Ah, even if it’s the same drug, there are cases where it produces completely different effects depending on the organism. uh, i’ll just tell you that. You, because your mouth moves differently from your will?”
Vita made a promise. I want to be friends with Tuna as much as possible.
A lot to learn. a bit scary,
After successfully completing the request, Geo and Vita tried to return, but Tuna caught them.
“Wait, wait and take the medicine. This, it will be finished soon.”
“really!”
While waiting, Charles served light meals and tea, and Vita entertained Tuna by chattering nonstop.
A large number of pills were completed through a complicated process, such as inserting a stick into a large pot and mixing wet and boiled liquid with an unknown powder.
“Take it and feed it. Ha, just one pill.”
“It only takes one pill, but didn’t I make too many?”
Tuna’s face hardened.
“If my calculations are right, I may have to make more.”
Two days later, the lord’s office,
Every week, the heads of the city gathered for a meeting disguised as a tea party, but a few people were absent.
“Marvin’s guild master has a cold? And the commander of the 1st Guard?”
“It’s nothing to worry about. I am currently taking divine treatment and medication and resting.”
The upright butler replied in a feminine way. Youngju said with a worried expression.
“Neither of them has ever been seriously ill, which is a pity.”
“Isn’t it common to have a cold? Rather, I will give an interim report of the adventurers who went out to clear up the remnants of the Black Mage on behalf of the 1st Guard Captain.”
As the lord nodded, the 2nd Guard Captain Pavon began to speak while referring to the report he had brought.
And a few days later, the 2nd Guard Captain and the butler also lay down with a cold.
When the lord felt the seriousness of the situation, he realized that a quarter of the city’s citizens were suffering from a cold.
“It is my negligence. Call the head of the city’s central hospital and the head of the priest immediately. No, I will go myself.”
At the hospital Youngju visited, more cold patients were being treated than expected.
“Are all cold patients?”
“Don’t worry. Lord, if you prescribe divine treatment and medicine, you can get better.”
I was also able to meet the priest at the hospital. Lord Deo Argon was not an expert. So there was nothing we could do but support the experts.
“I will do anything I can.”
“Thank you for just the words.”
“I wish I could go back sooner rather than later. You shouldn’t even get caught by the lord.”
At the words of the head of the priest, who once served as the tutor of the lord when he was young, the lord didn’t know what to do, gave them some compliments and returned to the castle.
The solemn priest with white hair and a drooping beard looked back at the hospital director of a similar age.
“Isn’t it strange? The symptom is obviously a cold, but it doesn’t go away well. You go through all sorts of things in your life.”
“It is fortunate that there have been no deaths so far. This year, the cold is very bad.”
They didn’t know that the reason there were no deaths was because of the priests’ overwhelming divine treatment.
Returning to the mansion, when Lord Deo entered the office, the former count was sitting at his desk and looking at him.
“They said they were on their way to the hospital. How was it?”
“More than expected…”
Lord Deo Argon lowered his head, unable to forget his words. The former count, who had been looking at him with clasped hands, stretched his back and leaned back in his chair, slowly opening his mouth.
“We cannot leave it to the hospital director and priest. Try contacting the witch.”
“You mean Gorgon?”
Lord Theo Argon did not smoke, but former Count Ion Argon was a smoker. He took out a thick cigar, cut off the end with a cutter, and took a lighter out of his pocket.
Ting-!
When the lid is opened, the blue mana stone starts to glow red. He put on a cigarette and inhaled the smoke a few times to light it.
“In general, witches are capricious. I don’t know what you’re thinking. It’s okay to create debt. If we need more than we decided to keep by our side anyway, we should use it. You will think so too.”
After thinking for a moment, Lord Deo turned his head back.
“Please call maid Kate.”
After a while, maid Kate entered. It was Kate, the maid of the witch Gorgon.
“Did you call?”
Taking a short deep breath, Lord Deo looked at her and said.
“Kate, please call the sage Gorgon.”
Holding the hem of her skirt, she slightly bent her knees, lowered her head, and lifted it again. A slight mischief spread across his face.
“why?”
After a moment of silence in the office, Ion Argon, who was sitting and smoking a cigarette, smiles.
“Awesome. Isn’t it really communication, hello. Gorgon.”
“long time no see. Sir, are you still correcting? Even our lord.”
Linked to Kate, the Gorgon crosses his arms and smiles.
“So why did you call me? Could it be something urgent? If you look at the emergency contact.”
Lord Deo Argon explained the situation. The Gorgon linked to Kate shook his head.
“Do you think I did it?”
“I didn’t say that. But please answer me. Is the Nonaggression Pact valid?”
she laughs
“of course. If I had an impure heart, I would have already perished. Proof that this Kate is still here.”
Lord Deo nodded and said.
“Then I ask for your help in overcoming the current situation.”
“Should I make you some cold medicine?”
“I hope so.”
Gorgon laughs.
“What would you like?”
“What do you want?”
The lord lowered his head slightly and asked with a defiant gaze. But Gorgon’s request was simple.
“Would you really like that?”
“Of course, it was because I was bored these days. I will pay my taxes dutifully.”
The lord turned his head and saw Ion Argon sitting in his seat. He said, sucking heavily on his cigarette and blowing smoke like a dragon.
“The lord is you. Everything is your judgment and your responsibility. Right now, only nagging is allowed to me.”
Lord Deo Argon nodded and joined hands with Gorgon the Wise.
“Please.”
“Send a cold patient over here. I need to start by looking at the symptoms.”
“Tuna!”
Vita ran to the studio and shouted out of breath.
“It happened! There are cold patients in the city right now-!”
Tuna, who was sitting with her legs crossed in the studio workshop, enjoying an elegant yet leisurely tea time, chewing on the croissants baked by Emilia while the tea was being poured by Charles, smiled in retrospect.
“Euhehehe, it’s a counterattack from now on.”
Rumors began to circulate in Argon, where the flu was prevalent. The cold medicine sold at the drugstore in the 7th Street Market is said to be effective for this flu.
“cold medicine! Give me some cold medicine!”
“me too! I need 10!”
“therefore! line up! Get in line!”
After knocking on the door since dawn, the drugstore proprietress exploded.
The divine treatment exercised by the priest of the temple exerts a powerful healing ability on almost all diseases and wounds. It is a level of authority beyond ability.
However, divine treatment requires a lot of donations. So, when people get sick, they go to the pharmacy or hospital first. This is because medicines are effective enough for simple illnesses.
And drugstores made their own medicines, but even if they were handed down from generation to generation in ordinary households, they would bring them and sell them if they were effective.
Merica, who is operating at the 7th Street Market, had a riot two days after bringing cold medicine brought by a silver-haired automaton into the store.
“Line up! I will call the guards!”
“Why are you selling that! Have them sell some elsewhere too! All the Argonians are coming!”
because of greed But even that has its limits. Eventually, the City Hall and the security guards who heard the rumors also came and asked to disperse the sales outlets.
“It was true. really! This is the first time in 10 years of being in the pharmacy business.”
“Who made this drug?”
“Some automaton brought it. Oh, I told you not to reveal your name.”
One of the guards hardened his face.
“Now that’s the situation…!”
The senior guard who came with him grabbed him by the shoulder.
“You can find out about that later. Merica, we need that medicine. We need to ensure that all pharmacies registered with Argon carry this cold medicine.”
“What should I do?”
“Ask for mass production. If you need anything, I will spare all of Argon’s resources. If you don’t want your face exposed right away, that doesn’t matter.”
The voluptuous landlady, who smoked a pipe and smoked it, nodded.
“I will tell you that. Would you like to take the stock you have right now? You will get the money.”
“How much?”
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The guards moved the sacks of pills piled up in the medicine cabinet. They were moved to nearby pharmacies and started selling.
Charles, who had just brought the finished cold medicine, heard the story from the drugstore owner and hurriedly ran to the workshop.
“really? Would you spare all your resources?”
Charles nodded, and Tuna smiled broadly before handing out the necessary items on a piece of paper.
“Bring me this.”
Charles ran back to the pharmacy and handed over the notepad.
“Oh my, the handwriting is so pretty.”
The drugstore owner, Merica, read the text thoroughly.
“Come back in two hours.”
As promised, a cart full of ingredients was prepared in front of the drugstore two hours later. Charles dragged it back to the workshop, and Tuna cheered and shouted while working.
“We need more human hands! Call those kids!”
Beating off a cold with the medicine Tuna gave them, Vita, Geo, Boris, and Coby, who were getting ready to head to the demarcation line village, turned the wagon to Crank’s workshop.
“Help me if you want money!”
Boris and Kobe were taken aback.
“what? what’s the matter?”
“Do as you say! What can Tuna do?”
Tuna shouted while stirring the boiling ingredients in the pot.
“Vita and Gio trim the ingredients! The tall kid carries the ingredients in the cart to the studio! And the long-haired kid, go to the bakery and buy some bread! hungry!”
Tuna didn’t stutter, probably because she was in too much of a hurry. Boris didn’t know what it was, but he did as he was told and ran to the bakery.
With my daughter-!
“welcome.”
Emily, who had taken Tuna’s medicine and looked healthy, woke up laughing, while Boris blushed.
“Hee hee hee! My medicine is saving lives! Hee hee hee!”
Tuna, who has gone blind, is stirring the pot with a stick, smiling like a witch. Kobe was horrified when he accidentally saw the inside of the pot while carrying the sack.
“Ugh?! Did the medicine I took make this?”
“It doesn’t matter what the ingredients are, since I’m healed! Don’t argue, come on, let’s go!”
Cobi shook his head at Vita’s torch and sat down on the floor of the workshop to begin trimming the herbs.
“I bought some bread! uh, and!”
“I’m here to help.”
The bakery girl, Emilia, was walking into the studio with her arms rolled up, along with a very nervous Boris.
“Oh! Emiri!”
The next day, more than 20 bags of cold medicine were loaded onto a cart and parked in front of the pharmacy. The guards who ran after receiving a call from the drugstore owner, Merica, were delighted with this clear answer.
“Split this to the nearby drugstore and move it! Hurry!”