Chapter 331: Let’s start distributing
To begin with, the whole nation of Kyou itself had a storied history yet not much wealth.
Even its nobility were said to live quite the humble life.
There were only quite a few healers originally, so when the disease spread, there werent enough of them to go around. Ive heard many a tale of people getting tricked by fraudulent healers or taking strange medicine that ended up making them worse.
Gai-sans father told us so with a sigh.
Things here might be more serious than I thought.
At that moment, Gai-san returned.
Ah, Gai-san, how did it go?
The treatment was a complete success.
A few moments later, a man who looked a lot like Gai-san emerged.
This man had hair though. Moreover, although he was emaciated, there were none of the warts peculiar to the epidemic.
Myouken! Are you?
Yes, Im fine now, Father. Myougai has rid my body of all the warts and made me feel so much better.
It looked like Gai-sans healing magic worked.
However, based on how hard he was breathing, it looked like the process consumed an absurd amount of mana.
Seeing him like that, Gai-sans father spoke with a solemn expression.
Its alright. Were mass-producing them at our village, after all.
When the servant who was was afflicted drank a cure potion, as expected, it was very effective.
With this, we have proven that the potion works against the epidemic. Whats next is for us to administer them to all of the afflicted.
To, to all of them!? Is that even possible!?
Yup. We should have enough for a lot of people. My larger concern is that the afflicted are scattered all over the citysure would be nice if we could gather them all in one place
then, how about you leave that to me? Ill do something about it as member of the nobility.
Really? Then, please.
A few days later, the afflicted have gathered in the shrines in various locations in the city.
You gathered a lot of them.
Yes. I managed to have the Divine Emperor recognize the efficacy of that medicine and then issue a decree to the whole city in his name.
Gai-sans father said so, looking tired.
He must have worked himself hard to convince various people.
Despite being nobility, he apparently had a low rank and thus shouldnt have been able to directly contact those at the top. In an imperial court as ancient as theirs, it would seem like political maneuverings were quite intense.
Well then, lets start distributing the cure potions, shall we?
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