Ex Strongest Swordsman Longs For Magic In Different World

121 Formerly The Strongest, Formulate

"Well, that's not true..."

Sheila also watched as she loosened her mouth again as Doris hit the gavel like that looking fun.

Outside the window, the night book finally descends, and the light of the moon illuminates its surroundings.

Thinking about tomorrow, it would be particularly hard around Doris if it wasn't time to sleep, and such signs would not even show fine dust.

Trying to be sweet on Doris like that, the endless Sheila opens her mouth even further.

"... um, looking at Soma, I always think.... I haven't"

"I don't think that's the case, but hey... without consolation or anything. However, if Sheila thinks so, what did Atashi say makes no sense?"

"... that's not true.... but... um, sorry."

"You don't have to apologize.... but I'm a little jealous of you."

……

I don't know what the hell I envy, and leaning my neck, Doris just grinned as she narrowed her eyes to look away.

Or maybe Doris was, like, drunk.

You're not even very strong, because I drank my favorite liquor so that I could take a bath, while celebrating my first reunion in a long time.

"Whatever it is, you mean you were right to entrust it to them.... I can't tell you how great I was after all."

"... that's not true.... If Doris hadn't taken me out, I wouldn't have had one now"

That's true, and it's true.

No subsequent option would have even occurred if Doris hadn't taken me out there.

Of course I still don't hate it over there, and we're all important people the same.

I rather think so because I left there and have been through a lot of things before.

"... yeah, speaking of which, I've been listening to a lot of things and I've only been curious about one thing, can I ask you something?

…… ... What?

"This is just out of curiosity, and honestly it's a downward look. If you don't want to answer, you don't have to, and I don't feel like you should hear it in the first place. Then don't listen to me... you can think of it as drunken bullshit."

Doris, who says so, as she says herself, must still have been drunk.

But.

"This is a hypothetical story. I don't like you, what if. But... what if the elves in the woods and the somas? If that's the only situation you can choose from,"

- Which one are you gonna pick?

Doris, who had made such an inquiry, looked at Sheila with serious eyes everywhere.

When it comes to why Soma wanted dragon life and so on, it goes without saying now.

To make and take that medicine, which makes it easier to focus on the power of the demon.

The raw materials were all there the other day, starting with what I got.

All the precious things, such as the nectar obtained from the flower that it only blooms on the eve of the crescent moon and the mandragola that Soma has found and obtained again, are placed on the workbench and arranged in about ten different ways.

"That's just the first time I've dealt with something like this at once... Well, with the exception of the dragon's blood, it's all you can get within the contiguous world, so there's nothing precious about it that I personally think of as precious."

"Hmm, to be honest, so are my seniors. The only thing that matters is whether we can use magic or not."

They drop their gaze on the other thing placed on the workbench, exchanging words that if such a listener hears, he may graduate.

That is a piece of note, a working process of the medicine that Soma has written down and is about to make.

I deliberately wrote it down because, of course, Felicia cannot read it as it is.

It's not like I'm doing anything special just this once, but Soma writes up something that I plan to make on that day every time.

"As usual, it's okay for me to be alone, right?

"No, you don't have to worry because my senior simply wants to help. Well, if it's out of the way, I'm pulling in pretty hard."

"That's not true...... sometimes I wish I had the manpower. Well, thank you very much."

"Um, I'll take care of it. I can't do anything that seems to require special skill..."

"As I said before, I didn't do anything special either. I suppose if you could do what it says, you'd be fine, wouldn't you?

"Hmm..."

I have experimented with soma and one or two drug-based experiments, and I have also experimented with formulation in doing so.

Even then, there was no such thing as failing, so there would be no such thing as strange traits on me.

The point is, it's with cooking and stuff.

If you make it exactly as it says in the recipe, you will not only fail.

You fail because it gives you a strange hue.

If you don't even get the procedure and the dosage wrong, there's no problem.

No, it should be......

I'd like to ask you one thing, by the way.

"Yes? Was it also something you didn't know? Instead, it was written by Mr. Soma, so I feel like if I have something to ask..."

"No, I can read what it says, but this is the first time I've actually made it. So... doesn't it say that this is strangely eye-catching or an appropriate amount?

Or I don't feel like there's a single item with a specific amount written on it.

Instead, I don't even remember writing down specific portions of what I've written up so far, and I hardly remember reading them in the first place.

... No, as a matter of fact, I had noticed.

At the time of first glance, I was wondering if this would be too much.

But even if an amateur reads a cookbook or is not sure, this could also be a covert witchcraft, as someone who knows it somewhat would somehow understand.

In case you think about the possibilities, and the possibilities that you've been working on here...

"No, that's not particularly true this time. In a literal sense, it means putting in what you think is right for you. In fact, I've seen my predecessors formulate it several times, but I've never weighed the amount."

"Is that so... uhm. Somehow the image of the witch breaks..."

I had a pretty neat image of it from where the medicine was being formulated.

But what comes to my mind when I'm told I'm a witch is that I'm boiling something in a big kiln.

Considering that, it could also be said to be as imagined in a way.

"Hmm... well, that's fine, so what exactly do I do? No, leave that part to Felicia, would it be more efficient for my seniors to share other tasks...?

"I hope that's okay... but maybe it's more efficient for Mr. Soma to be in charge of that part, right?

"Why is that? You don't even know what's right for me, do you?

"No, I'd rather not know that other than Mr. Soma"

"What do you mean?

Felicia says, apparently, that a witch's medicine needs to be formulated to suit an individual by nature.

What's in the Book of Witches in the first place is mostly for use as an aid to spells.

For this reason, it is necessary to adjust the amount when formulating it to suit the body and nature of the individual witch?

"Oh... so the amount I think is right for me, is it? Well, it didn't mean it was a big mess."

"No... I honestly can't deny it about that either. When my predecessors were formulating it, they used to say," Oh, I've put too much in it. "

"... well, that's fine... Hmm? But then, I don't think the medicine I'm giving you as a food substitute makes sense?

"Do you mean, it's medicine for spells in the first place, so it doesn't make sense in that sense from the beginning. But with that in mind, they're only looking for research because they can't make something that they can also use."

"Hmm..."

If it's just for research, I don't feel like I need a set number every month for decades like that... well, you shouldn't touch it around there.

More than that...

"Specifically, how do you know the right amount for you?

"Right...... basically, we still have to try a lot of things. Especially since the materials used in this medicine will not be used in any other way, it is not possible to deduce from it."

"Mmm... then there is clearly not enough material. I don't know how much more I'm going to try than I don't know if it works or what it does."

"Oh, you don't need that, do you? Because you can tell by the taste of the medicine whether it is the right amount for you."

"Taste, is it?

"Yes, it depends on your personal senses, but if it's all in the right amount, it's very tasty and the farther from it, the same flavor will be"

"Hmm... by the way, how does Felicia feel?

"Am I basically sweet and bitter? Everything feels sweet and delicious if it's the right amount of medicine, but it feels bitter and unpleasant enough to get away from it."

That means in the end, even try and repeat the error, apparently.

Well, if that's all it takes, it'll be cheap.

No matter how bad it is, you won't die.

"... Well, what about that"

"Felicia?"

"Well, I think you should give it a try for now. For now, it starts with a small amount."

"Hmmm... for some reason I've had a bad feeling earlier, I can hear the word" stop "from the corner of my head..."

"It must be my fault. Besides, isn't this necessary for Mr. Soma's purposes?

"Mm... you're absolutely right. Then I don't have time to be scared here...!

"Yes, that's the intention. So let's just say we start fast?... and I think you should taste that too, Soma"

I felt like Felicia was the last one to whine about something, but at that time Soma was so motivated that she never cared.

That's how I went about formulating the medicine… In conclusion, after dozens of trials, you can say that the medicine itself is complete.

At least, Soma felt delicious about it, so there should be no mistake about it in itself.

But in the end nothing happened… Thinking back to the process that led to it, Soma decided to continue to help Felicia as much as possible and never to make drugs for herself again.