Chapter 131 – In the Rain.

Belka carefully touched Usher’s face as he exhaled heavily on the bed with her small hands. Is it because of the coolness she feels in her hand? He desperately clung to her hand even while he was unconscious. The girl who grabbed her hand, though it was hot and uncomfortable, put her hand on Usher and cupped his cheek with the other hand. As if she was trying to cool him off a bit.

“Because Donnar said he’d call the doctor. It’ll be all right.”
“…Huh.”

Sif tried to reassure Belka, but her girl didn’t show any signs of concern. They were drinking tea with Cookie during their spare time, but refreshments were no longer on their mind when Donnar carried the fallen Usher on his back. Belka was startled to see that, and immediately got busy looking at Usher on Donnar’s back. They hurriedly put Usher on the bed and waited for Donnar and the doctor. But when he doesn’t come back, Sif gets anxious.

“I brought you!”

Fortunately, Donnar is back. What he brought with him was a woman who seemed to be about the same age as Sif. Not very long purple or pink hair, pure white clothes, and sharp eyes. Sif, who inadvertently thought of Truth, shyly averted her gaze. She was sorry that he had been compared to what she said was her fellow doctor, even though he was the one who haunted her in her nightmares from time to time and was still her antagonist. Especially because he knew he didn’t do anything wrong.

“The patient…”

The lady was talking her way and ran into her girl staring at her and mouthed her. As if they had seen something unexpected, their expressions were close to astonishment, and the moment they were puzzled. She hurriedly corrected her own expression.

“…Is the patient lying in bed?”
“Yes, yes! He collapsed suddenly.”

Sif affirmed, and as if there was nothing to wait for, she wrapped a cloth over her nose and mouth. She then took out three of her cloths, like them, from her pocket and she held them out.

“I hope you use this like I do. In case you don’t know, please wear this normally.”

Sif, who received the cloth she handed her, was bewildered by her, but followed her and wore her cloth. And although she reached out to Donar as well.

“I have a gas mask. Sif uses it as a spare.”

After hearing Donar’s words, she tried to distribute the rest of the cloth to Belka and the Catsy boys, realizing that the original number would be insufficient.

“Taking care of patients is fine, but please write this here.”

Judging by the way she politely held out the cloth to Belka, it seemed that she was going to give the girl a separate piece of cloth for these three pieces. Belka stared at the fabric she held out in an inexplicable golden light, then reached out and grabbed her hand and wrapped it around her. Sif tries to wrap the rest of the cloth around the still sleeping Catsy boy. She woke up and realized that the boy was looking at the cookies they were eating. I guess that’s what I want to eat.

As she approaches, the boy’s vermilion eyes, slit vertically like her cat’s eyes, stare. And Sif laughed bitterly at the appearance of the fur slightly standing up as if on guard.

“I’m not trying to say anything. You can eat as much as you want. But will you use this when you’re done?”

When she asked without going any further, the boy who had been watching her blankly nodded her head slowly. Soon the sound of eating cookies began to rustle, but instead they looked at the woman.

“Excuse me, please take a seat.”
“No. You’re trying to cure Usher.”

At her words, Belka gave her the chair she was sitting on. Still, she went under her bed and looked briefly at the girl who was watching Usher, then took out various items from the bag she was carrying and began to examine Usher. As the sound of the boy chewing the cookies filled the room, they focused on Usher and her woman. She seemed to examine Usher first with a stethoscope, then ran her hand over his forehead to measure his temperature.

“If you look at the symptoms, it’s just a fever… But it’s not clear.”
“Something is wrong.”

When Donnar asked nervously, she looked down at Usher thoughtfully and opened her mouth.

“Can I take some of the patient’s blood?

At her question, Donar and Sif looked at Belka, and her gaze also turned to the girl. Belka quietly nodded her head. Then, what she took out was an iron tool with a sharp needle attached to an iron cylinder. Donard marveled at the sight.

“Syringe. Didn’t Aiolos-nim introduce it for nothing?”
“If it’s a syringe, that’s it? It’s used to draw blood or inject medicine.”
“Yes.”

A syringe was not something that could be easily obtained even by a doctor. Even a single syringe did not require the usual effort of a skilled blacksmith to forge the needle at the end. It was a rare item even in a place where ironsmith technology was developed, but I did not expect to see it here. She warmed the needle in a candlelight for a while, then cooled it down, wiped the inside and outside of the separated syringe with a cotton swab soaked in the spicy-smelling liquid, and reassembled it. Then she tied Usher’s arm with a rope and she looked at them.

“Will you hold onto this person’s body?”
“Ah yes!”

As Donar grabs Usher’s body at her request, she inserts the needle of a syringe under her tethered arm. Usher frowned in pain and tried to move her, but Donar had already grabbed her and couldn’t move. After collecting her blood as much as needed, she covered the spot where she had stabbed her syringe with a damp cotton ball.

“If you hold down this place like this for a few minutes, you won’t bleed. Burn the used cotton.”

And she stood up, grabbing the syringe from which Usher’s blood was drawn.

“It seems that we will be able to find out what the disease is in detail only after the disease has passed or after examination.”
“So you’re saying there’s nothing you can do now?”
“Yes. Anyway, high fever is not good for the patient’s body, so I want you to stay by the patient’s side and focus on lowering the fever by wiping with a wet towel. And this.”

Then she wrote something on her piece of paper and handed it to Donnar.

“This?”
“These are herbs that have the effect of lowering fever. It doesn’t matter if you take them together and there are few side effects, so please boil them as written on the paper and feed them.”

Then she got up with her bag and things containing the syringe.

“And sorry for the late introduction. My name is Helena. The test results will come out in a few days, so I’ll see you then.”
“Yes, yes.”

Saying that, she left her room. In the end, what they can solve right now.

“I’ll go out for a while.”

Donard stood up holding the paper Helena had given him.

“Bye.”

Sif was able to sit on the bed only after seeing him off. She murmured as she sadly watched Belka stand by Usher’s side.

“It shouldn’t be a serious illness.”

Meanwhile, Helena, who had come out of her room, was heading somewhere with her ice-cold face.

“That person…”
“Helena-sama? Are you back?”

A few of her maids, who occasionally passed by her, recognized her and whispered, but as soon as her gaze was on her, she shut her mouth and avoided her gaze. She stopped her steps in front of a door. And when she knocked on the door, she heard permission from inside and opened the door without delay.

“It’s been a while. Helena.”

It was Aeolus, the lord of this place, who welcomed her there. When she received his greeting, Helena looked like she was rather in a bad mood.

“I remember that we weren’t friendly enough to say hello.”

Despite her cold words, he opened her mouth while closing his eyes as if he had no objection.

“So how was it?”
“Are you referring to the patient? Or.”
“That’s all. Is there anything you won’t recognize?”
“…”

Helena shut her mouth and glared at him. Still, her expression was not easily recognizable.

“Yes, he looked exactly like him. But I don’t understand why he called me instead of a doctor for that reason alone.”

Yes, she was Helena, she didn’t mind being called here because she was just in a hurry. But if it was simply because she called her because of her girl who looked like him, she couldn’t understand. As if denying her thoughts, Aiolos shook her head.

“Do you really think it’s just a resemblance?”
“Are you saying there’s more?”
“It’s not common that someone who resembles someone who looks like they’ve been molded into the world appears by chance. That’s why I checked it out.”
“That!”

The sight of the object he took out raised her voice for the first time. That was the pendant he was using when she checked whether the girl was a witch or not. Now it was in a transparent state without any color.

“Unlike a wizard who cannot know what the conditions of the fit are, a witch’s magic is blood to blood. That means.”
“… He can’t be said to have nothing to do with him.”
“Okay.”

Rather, it was right to see that the relationship was deep. But even so.

“That child is not him.”
“Yes.”

A strange feeling passed through her expression at his innocent affirmation, but it was so fleeting that no one noticed the change.

“By the way, how is the patient?”
“We don’t know right now. Looking at the symptoms, it looks like a simple fever, but we need to check a little more.”
“If there is any risk of infection, please let me know first.”
“I think you’re mistaken. Again, I’m not a doctor.”

It was as she grabbed the doorknob as if she thought her business was over.

“Are you still resenting me?”
“…A new word.”

She opened the door without answering his question. But she couldn’t leave immediately. Where she opened her door.

“Ah! It hurts.”
“Me, mea, under me.”
“Oh, Ryuda!”

The children were overhearing the story and fell as if they had bumped into it when the door opened. The girls wanted to visit Usher today after hearing that he had passed away, but were unable to visit him because he could get sick.

“Usher, is he okay?”
“It’ll be fine. You’re just an apprentice knight, right?”
“It was.”

As if trying to reassure them, they recalled that Usher was her apprentice, but she was troubled by the scenes with him. The image of Rogi getting hit again and again, raining or snowing, running and rolling on the ground in exhaustion.

“…Isn’t it okay?”
“Oh, maybe.”

They broke into a cold sweat. Besides, Belka was also a problem. He still looks weak, but since Usher got sick, he wouldn’t want to leave even if he died. So worried about them, they tried to eavesdrop on the news that the doctor who had come to examine Usher was stopping by Aiolos’ office, hoping to find out their condition. The walls and doors were so thick I couldn’t hear it properly.

“Take my hand.”

Helena, who was watching them, held out her hand despite her hesitation.

“Thank you.”
“Thank you.”

Then, at the amethyst-like light she suddenly encountered, she smiled slightly, but then bit her lip at the silver light that followed.

“Hey, maybe.”
“Sorry. I have urgent business.”

Medea tried to ask her how her Usher was, but Helena didn’t want to listen to her and turned away.

‘I know. That this is nothing but a simple venting of anger.’

Helena bit her teeth and barely swallowed the longing she had in her eyes today. The children couldn’t bear to catch her and watched as she walked so fast as if she was running away.

“I remember seeing him somewhere.”

As Medea muttered and tilted her head, Lyudmila also said something strange.

“Ouroboros?”
“Is it Ouroboros?”

Medea was surprised by her words of Lyudmila and looked at her.

“I saw it for a while, but I’m sure. I saw it in a book. It’s the pattern of Ouroboros.”

Ouroboros, it was such a pattern that has been passed down from a very long time ago and still has a symbolic meaning. And the current meaning of that pattern.

“You mean an alchemist?”

Alchemy, no one knows when it started, but it was the alchemists who studied the science that was lost a long time ago and was revived by a magician and continues to this day. They weren’t the ones who could do remarkable things like wizards, but they weren’t ones to be ignored when looking at the things they created. But why is one of them posing as a doctor? They couldn’t understand