Seijo no Hazu ga, Douyara Nottoraremashita – Chapter 15

So, I couldn’t think of anything else to do other than make potions. 

It’s only a matter of time before my name is known in this neighbourhood, since my potions are famous for being effective.

It doesn’t matter if people don’t know the name ‘Anise’. They just need to know that Garland Clinic suddenly started producing good potions because a good healer has come to the clinic. Anyway, the important piece of information is that ‘a good healer has come to the clinic’. 

I want this news to spread. I want it to spread quickly. 

I’m waiting for the news to spread that I can heal any disease or wound. 

It’s almost autumn. Time is definitely running out. 

There may not be much time left until the strategist of the enemy nation, Farglow, dies in winter. 

I wish I could go to the enemy nation, but I’ve heard that it’s difficult to cross the border here. 

If the strategist dies without me doing anything, then this world will surely move to the end of the game. 

No one can imagine that the strategist, who is also known as ‘Farglow’s Shield’, would suddenly die. However, the scenario is definitely moving towards that. 

What the hell will happen to me if this world ends the same as the game ending? 

I can only think of one thing that I can do to change the scenario even if it’s just by a little. So, I decided to wager everything on that, right now. 

It is to have my fame as a healer spread near and wide, even all the way to the enemy nation. 

If my fame spread, then, when the time comes, they will surely come to get me. I haven’t heard about anyone having a higher ‘healing’ skill than mine, and even in the game, there was no one else who could save him. 

I’m the only person who is not from the game scenario. 

If anyone could save the dying strategist, then it would be none other than me. 

But for now, all I can do is stay here and wait for the right moment. 

That’s what makes it frustrating. 

I wish I could go to the neighbouring kingdom, Farglow, then I could make a better name for myself as a healer, or better yet, as a ‘Saint’. 

My biggest fear right now is that by the time I go to the strategist’s place, it will be too late. 

My thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of Director Sultana. 

“I’m sorry, Anis, but I’ve been getting a lot of requests from other clinics lately for your potions, since they heard how effective they are. It might be tough, but could you increase the amount you make since it’ll be helping others out?”

Yes, happily~.

It’s nice to be recognised. It’s nice to be appreciated. 

I can’t say that I’m busy since I’ve been lounging around in the backyard. 

Everything is working out the way I want it since it will be good for people and advantageous to my cause. 

I’ll do my best!

… I was happy just a moment ago. Yeah, I guess my outlook was a bit naïve. 

“Anise, no matter how busy you are, how can you make an old man like me help you out every day?” Father Austin complained next to me. 

“But I won’t be able to make them on time if I do it by myself~. No one else knows about my skill and you’ve been lazing around here every day until recently. You used to split them up while we were travelling, so you should be used to it. You’re really being a great help~, I’m so grateful!”

I’m being honest. I didn’t think that we would be giving away many times more than we use here at this clinic to the other clinics. Well, it wasn’t so bad at first, but then word spread quickly, and the requests increased dramatically. 

Thanks to that, my carefree work environment that I was used to changed dramatically into an extremely busy environment where I was forced to fight alone. 

I just can’t think anymore. Every day I just wail about the pressing work I’ve got bearing down on me. 

If I saw a person walking around with Lolo in his arms, then of course I would make him help me, right?

“Meow.”

『Why don’t you just make your potions in a large jar~?』

Lolo has been lazing around by the sunny window of this potion-making room every day since there was no one to take care of her. She suddenly woke up and I was surprised when she said something constructive. 

It was unusual, but she said something other than 『Food』.

“But that’s an unheard of technique. If you can’t do it well, then the result would be the opposite of what you want. However, people are already talking about how highly effective your potions are, so we might be able to trick them by saying that the quality dropped a little because of mass production… Yeah, that might be fine? Right, Anise?”

Father Austin looked at me with a dejected look on his face that said he was sick of this monotonous work while holding a pitcher of water and vial in both hands. 

So, I replied, “Ah, I see. Maybe we could make a lot in a big container and have them scoop out the potions themselves. It would be easier for me too.”

“Right? Then I’ll go ask Sultana-dono to procure a large container as soon as possible,” Father Austin said. Then he quickly abandoned the pitcher and vial and hurried out of the room.

Did he hate helping me that much? I felt like he would act the exact opposite had we been in the village, and would have encouraged me to do my best while helping me out. 

Priest… Your personality has really changed since you left the village…

I thought he was a more serious and diligent person, but lately Father is starting to look more and more like someone who just wants to do nothing and laze around. Why do I feel that he’s more open now that he has his freedom? 

I’m beginning to think that the only reason why he followed me was to get away from his duties and was only giving lip-service as a priest to relax…