Being brought up the topic of epidemic disease made Abel look at the little elf for the first time.

From her shoulders, she holds a large bag.

Among them, there were indications of chemicals containing magic.

"... a pharmacist? Or do you have a medical mind?

"Both of them. I can't believe you haven't named me yet."

Huh, and a giggling elf girl.

Were you happy to finally win Abel's attention?

Or are you confident in your skill in medicine?

"I'm Aletta. Who is the daughter of Tovre's chief? So, what are you? Just a traveler? Or did you even know him around here?

"... I'm here to find out what's wrong"

"You?

From top to bottom, Aletta crawls her gaze on Abel.

The little elf Aletta sees for the first time is a sword-bearing but clearly magician figure. Same as myself, doesn't look like a doctor.

"If you're here in half funny, you're gonna regret it, aren't you?

"... the lives of the elves are at stake. I'm not going to hit it with half the fun."

"Phew...? You don't seem to have any medical knowledge, and you're here to investigate with orders from inside or something? Sure, it would be tough if the damage spread any further. But it's okay. I'm here! I'm the best doctor in town! If you hang on to me, you can't solve this right now, right now!

"... I want you to show me the rationale for the spectacular. Are you able to identify the cause or are you equipped with a clear cure?

"Neither, not yet! But we'll figure it out soon! 'Cause I'm a big doctor!

........

With that word and expression, Abel admitted that she had less significance in her conversation with her.

The self-assessment is abnormally high, but there is no reference to the disease itself, which is at its core.

It's not worth fitting.

That was her conclusion.

Pass silently next to Aletta, who exposes Doya's face.

As originally planned, he thought information should be purchased from humans and tried to make his way to the candidate area.

"Hey, hey wow!?"

Aletta rushes after her because the person she's been in conversation with now walked out through her as if she wasn't there.

"Duh, where are you going?!? You're still in the middle of a conversation!?"

"... you only say 'I am amazing'. I don't have the appearance to tell you about the illness. I thought you said I wasn't here for half the fun. I'm in a hurry, so don't talk to me anymore."

"Wait! I thought I was giving you advice, didn't I?

"... the advice has never been given"

"Ugh..."

".. In its appearance, it is determined that it does not possess any significant information either. Say it again. Don't talk to me."

"Oh, I am a doctor who draws the flow of Master Rokus!? Master Rokus!? Um, Master Rokus! Known for rarely taking disciples, High Elf Peak Pharmacist! You would also know if you were an elf!? Master Rocus is our high ancestor who is praised for the way of pharmacy, the likeness of God! He's your direct disciple!? My mentor's mentor's mentor must have been Mr. Rokus' grandson!

"... Whose apprentice, it doesn't matter which stream you draw. The only thing that matters is whether you have epidemic information. If not, don't talk to me."

"Oh, you, you want information, don't you? Then I guess you'd get it better with me?

"... what are the grounds for affirming that you gain?

Abel grips the 'sleeping powder' and asks.

If I didn't have any powerful information on this, I would have physically shut him up and left this place.

"I told you I was the daughter of Chief Li and a doctor, right? I mean, I also have an interaction with the clinic in this city. I can only give you the herbs inside if you're in real trouble. So you can talk about odd diseases, right?

........

If that word is true, it is worth accompanying.

Aletta can't expect fine dust from her own knowledge and insights, Abel, but I thought she might be able to use only her connections.

"Look. You're right to follow my word, right? You're one of those people I rarely see. Is that why I called you?

"... listen to the story before deciding whether or not it is correct"

The people in the clinic don't know if they have any good information. Nothing else works better than half the talk.

Abel was led to the clinic by Aletta.

"Oh, dear Aletta!

The clinic was quite large.

Early on, the director came running over.

He is a middle-aged man and his expression is bright.

It is seen that she is right and, to some extent, has a good relationship.

"Dean, long time no see, huh?

"Yes, has it been nearly ten years since you last met Aletta"

"Oh. That was recent for you. Though I thought it had been about twenty years."

Even while the two are greeting each other, Abel observes what's going on inside.

Pah, it doesn't look like there's a seriously ill person.

Would there be more casualties, one way or the other?

This is a world where monsters exist and there is an adventurous family business, so it's natural in a way.

(.. there is no such thing as impatience. No strange magic)

The normal clinic landscape and Abel judge.

"Um, Master Aletta. Is that you...?

"Oh, this girl? This girl came from somewhere else to look into an example of an odd disease. So am I. If you knew anything, would you let me talk to you?

"If that's the case, come here"

You two will be taken to a separate room.

Tea and tea confectionery were also served carefully, so it was conveyed that the treatment was polite.

Especially the way the tea was brewed, although by Abel standards, it didn't look like it.

The Dean begins his explanation.

"First of all, it's an example odd disease, but there are no patients within this clinic. It seems unlikely that it will come in the future."

"Not likely? Dean, this must be the biggest city around here, right? Even this clinic is not fine. How come you don't have a patient? Even though it's something you're likely to rely on to be transported or to come on your own."

"Oh, that's..."

According to the director's description, the city is the largest city in the vicinity, a relay point and a place of need.

That's why the city's rulers didn't allow a new breed of disease to be brought in.

If he touched the neighborhood and brought an example sick patient into the city, he strictly informed them that he would take responsibility for the entire village he sent out.

"The lord's share is reasonable, but we're all rumored to be the result of his protection."

"Huh. You think cunning. So the dean hasn't actually seen the patient either?

"It's the left. So please understand that all I can tell you is that it is hearsay."

"Fine. Why don't you talk to me?

"Ha. So..."

According to the explanation, the first patient of this strange disease appeared around 1201 years of sacred history.

But this is also a story that does not leave the realm of speculation, "If you think about it later, it will be so."

"For the symptoms, first, general pain. You seem to experience abdominal pain, fever, and tiredness. If the symptoms progresse, it appears to cause an organ abnormality."

"That's it, you don't know anything. There are many diseases and poisons that apply."

"Yes, you're right, not so far. When the symptoms go further, the whole body bursts from the inside and blood erupts. And it leads to death."

"From the inside - rupture?

"Yes. All the organs that popped up with the rupture were discoloured and unsettled, he said. Some things were slimy."

"You don't really know what to say when it bursts, do you? Didn't something like gas erupt with you or smell strange?

"The organs themselves are necrotic, so they can't make a decision when it comes to the odor. But there was no gas."

The explanation to that point was the same as what Abel had heard from Lütiel.

Elves and humans.

I would say that I suffer from the same symptomatic disease...

"What do the doctors who actually see patients say?

"It's something I've never seen before, so whether it's poison or disease, I thought it might be a new breed"

"Or maybe a curse."

"Is Aletta familiar with spells?

"Refreshing. I'm a doctor, not a curser."

Bassari and slash away, Aletta asks.

"This is important, so let me ask you something, okay? Has anyone been infected by a doctor?

"So far, I'm not here. Some people have touched the blood that has erupted or deformed their organs, but they never seem to get infected."

"Hmm? So, is the poison less likely? How are the patients' families? What's the infection status?

"Yes, they say the people in the house where the infected person came out have a high probability of having the same disease"

"Even though touching blood and guts does not cause infection (depression), the family suffers...? So you're saying there's a problem with the living environment?

"I'm not sure where it is. This is the case, for example, of one large farmer whose entire family died, but it seems that many of the serfs and employees in that house did not suffer. In another pattern, there were cases where the left and right houses developed, but only the middle houses seemed safe..."

"Well, you can't even tell if it's environmentally dependent, can you? Better to think of it as an arrow-stricken curse - but there are multiple people, regardless of race or gender...? indiscriminate? Or the possibility of a simple rampage or a failure of a spell experiment...?

Aletta is arching her hand and thinking.

Even as Abel listening beside me, I can't judge by what I'm talking about right now.

This tiny beginnings elf has poison-sensitive witchcraft and magic sensing abilities, but they don't make sense unless activated in the field. Naturally, but it doesn't work on hearsay.

From this director himself, he hasn't actually seen the patient, so I guess he can't talk about it in detail.

(... arrowhead, I should actually go to an epidemic myself)

That's what Abel decided.

There are multiple endemic areas.

It was thought that its position, of course, should be held back by relevance and commonalities alone.

The arrow tip where Abel tried to question them, the clinic staff informed the visitors.

"You think you're a visitor? I don't suppose you had any promises today?

To the dean who tilts his neck, the staff told him:

"You can see the priest of the Church of the Most Holy God".