100 - - a mixed disease

The request of the chief priest was a simple one.

He simply asked me to carry a young child, Rudel, who was not feeling well, to the medicine cabinet.

I had wondered why there was a medicine cell on the temple grounds, but it was an educational facility, so it seemed to be in charge of taking care of students who were feeling ill.

When Thor and his friends with a young child visit the medicine cell, the ash-eared women are just enjoying a cup of tea in an elegant manner.

Odle notices the visitors and lifts one eyebrow in welcome.

Then Thor notices the child in his arms and immediately gets up.

"Well, Rudel doesn't look well again, does he? Can you bring him to me?

With these words, the medicine man opens a low door at the back of the room.

Inside the room is quite spacious, and seems to be Odle's private room, judging from the bookshelves and the bed.

When the child, who had taken off his shoes, was put down on the indicated bed, Moe peeked in and began to touch his body.

"Lou, do you have a tummy ache?　Cheer up!"

"You're sweet, don't worry, you'll be fine in no time. I think I'm having a little trouble breathing.

When Audre loosens the collar of the infant, blue scales appear, spreading across his throat and chest.

However, upon closer inspection, there is also a small protrusion on the child's forehead.

Perhaps noticing Thor's gaze, Audre simply explains.

This child was born between a brown-horned and a blue-scale. That's why this happens sometimes.

Thor, who had an idea of what to expect, nodded his head in silence.

The six races that receive the blessings of the six great gods have great blessings in their blood.

It is said that the prominent physical characteristics that appear in each tribe are proof of this.

The blessings have a profound effect on the body, but too strong a protection can sometimes turn into poison.

In rare cases, when the blood of two races is mixed, it can cause rejection.

This is a disease called hybridization.

Symptoms vary depending on the blood mixed, but the disease is difficult to cure and the patient may suffer for a long time.

In some cases, it is said that it is difficult for some people to survive to adulthood.

The pharmacist spoke reassuringly to the young child, who had a light sweat on her forehead.

I'll give you some medicine now. You just have to be patient a little longer.

Opening the curtains to let the breeze through, Odle picked up a small pitcher of water that was on the desk by the window.

The unusual glass container was filled with a clear blue liquid.

Placing a large pillow behind the child's head to help him sit up, the medicine man brought the jug close to his mouth.

After checking that the child's throat has moved twice, Odle puts him back to sleep.

The color of the child's face had already started to return and his breathing was becoming more even.

"Okay, that's a relief," he said. Thank you for your help.

"Lou, are you feeling better?　Thank you, Grandma O."

I didn't do much to help you.

"No, no, no, look, these pills. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Odle shakes the jug, which is still filled with the blue potion water, and his gray eyes shine a little.

Then he revealed the meaning of his words to Thor, who looked at him with a question mark.

"This is made from the blue crown weed you guys picked up for me the other day. And also a drop of the thousand thorn flower.

"I didn't know that. So it can be used for more than just a blood-preventive medicine."

"Oh, blue crown grass has medicinal value for all blood diseases. And the drops of the thousand thorn flower help to restore one's strength, as you can see.

"I didn't know they were so good, those grasses."

"The ones that grow in noxious places are special. They are different from ordinary medicinal herbs."

After that, Oder's face clouded over.

"But this medicine only relieves the symptoms, it is not a cure. It is much stronger for a complete cure.

A knock on the door suddenly interrupted the conversation of the ash-eared woman.

The one who appeared from behind the door was Sola, who had remained in the room on the other side.

"Mr. Odle, how is Rudel-chan?"

"Yeah, I'm fine now."

"Whew, that's great, Saralisa."

"Yes. ......"

The girl's call was answered by an unexpected person.

The woman comes into the room with Sola.

Her face clouded with worry was Saralisa, the guide who had just walked with her through the wilderness the other day.　

The Soukei woman bows her head to Thor and the others and exhales deeply at the sight of the child lying on the bed.

"We are sorry for the trouble we have caused you. ......"

"Not at all, it's not a nuisance at all!

"Is this child by any chance?"

Yes, my brother-in-law and sister's son.

Sarah Lisa had come to pick up her niece, but she had rushed to the pharmacy when she heard that her niece had been taken to the medicine room because she had fallen ill.

It seems that they bumped into Thor and his friends there.

"Well, we've got some business to attend to, so we'll be going now.

See you soon, Saralisa!

"Thank you very much ......"

"I'll be back to see butterflies, Grandma O!　Lou says hello too.

"Yes, yes, come again. Yuril, you need to get a little stronger.

"Yes, I see. I'll give you the medicine you asked for when I come back later.

After leaving the pharmacy, Thor and the others went to the large square in the center of the inner city.

As they were walking, Sola spoke to Mu encouragingly.

"Friends, I'm glad you're feeling better, Moo.

"Friends?"

Look, there's Rudel, the little girl from earlier. She may not look like much, but she's cute."

"Lou is not my friend."

"Oh, really?"

"Lou, he's got a hump!"

"Well, what about me?"

"Sora-neechan is a family member!　To-chan and Grandma You too!"

As the child responds as if it were a matter of course, a thought occurs to Thor.

He wonders if, because of his life with cats, Moo has developed a division in his mind between two kinds of people: his herd mates and their minions.

This may have something to do with the fact that the mu are included in the "sensory sharing" category.

While pondering, the group arrives at a large building in a corner of the plaza.

Greeted by a corridor lined with stone pillars, Moe shouted with a lively voice.

"Wow, so this is the home of the God of Thunder. So different from the home of the God of Ice!

With a calm expression on his face, Yuril stepped forward without a sound and placed his hand on the child's shoulder.

Then he spoke in an icy tone.

"It's your faith that counts, Mumu.