743 Hell Preparation Duration

"Hmm, it's too bitter, this is...."

"That's still the beginning. Much less than the lethal dose. I will gradually increase it in the future, so swallow it quickly."

"... are you sure you want to drink this? And every day? You gotta be kidding me...."

"I'm not kidding. My comrade Ars Barca did the same to gain Immunity. You can do it, Mr. Alphonse."

"Are you sure Brother Ars is crazy? Normally, I would never poison myself."

Preparation period until named and heading east.

What I was doing there was being poisoned.

Vulcania prides itself on being a freak amongst the freaks, Meem Reed.

The man named Meem, who is a doctor and a researcher, seems to be doing a lot by calling his brother Ars a comrade.

The memes lined up the poisons one after another in front of me. [M]

I keep drinking the poison Meem removed from the container. [M]

The goal is to be resistant to poison.

After deciding to go to a small group of countries in the east where unrest continues, Mr. Ars suggested this as a better thing to do.

Join the fight in dangerous places where there are no trusted allies.

I was told that strength alone is not enough to survive there.

Poison has claimed many lives since ancient times.

Alternatively, poison exists as a weapon that can wipe out more lives than a sword.

Such poison may be used on the battlefield or mixed with food or water.

It will be difficult to prevent them in a complete manner.

Then what should I do?

He once poisoned himself as a countermeasure.

Even a child of mine can tell that I was acting suspiciously. [M]

But it seems to have succeeded.

[Poison deactivation].

This is the magic created by Brother Ars.

A spell is a magic that makes you almost invincible against poison.

I couldn't honestly believe I was told that I had drunk the poison myself and applied it to my body, adding the poison resistance I had acquired to the curse culture.

But that magic exists in reality.

But I can't use Poison Deactivation magic.

I didn't get your brother to give me a name.

So I was told to do something on my own, and Meem was dispatched.

It was this crazy researcher who used to work with his brother Ars to keep providing poison.

"... you should be careful of the body's defensive reactions when you take poison, especially magical movements.

"Hmm. That's right, brother of a comrade. My comrade once said: When the poison enters the body, the magic reacts reflexively. They say it is the skin surface of the whole body and the mucosal parts of the esophagus, stomach and intestine from the holes in the mouth and nose. And then magic gathers in the liver, kidneys, and other organs in your belly."

"Looks like it's another way of saying it, right?

"Of course. I don't know. However, the comrade felt the magical defensive reaction and took it in the opposite direction."

"... when I take poison, my body uses magic unconsciously to protect itself. So, if you can reproduce that magical movement on your own, or if you can make it even more powerful, can it become more poisonous? You can often do such dangerous things without previous information."

"Comrades' ability to act is a rare qualities that no one else has. Well, you can be my brother, Mr. Alphonse. Let's move on to the next poison."

Meanwhile, Meem dissolved the new poison in the hot water and handed it to me.

What should I say about the smell that rises from the glass?

If I accidentally pinch my nose, it gives off a bad smell that I don't want to let go of my hand again.

Do I have to drink this...?

For a while, I stared at the glass I had and became confused.

But I can't keep doing that.

Because Meem won't go home until I've finished taking the prescribed poison. [M]

Hold tight and drink up the liquid in the glass.

The bad smell on my nose.

I managed to put up with the nausea caused by the bad smell.

But soon it burns and hurts like it burns in the back of your throat.

Are you sure you're okay?

I even thought I'd die like this.

But this can't just be a drink.

Even though your mind is torn apart by a lot of bad mood, you still turn your mind to your own body state.

Especially, focus on magic.

The magic of the smallest units that have been subdivided into so much more detail than ever before.

Continue to observe it move to neutralize the poison that has entered your body.

Indeed, I have drunk some kinds of poison so far, but there seems to be something in common about the magical movement immediately after that.

As Meem said, magic accumulates in the skin and mucous membranes, and magic moves to the kidneys and liver.

Where does the magic go in your body, trying to protect yourself from poison?

Observe the unconscious movement and artificially mimic it to reproduce the effect.

It was even repeated.

He keeps taking poison for days to come and days to come.

Because the amount you drink gradually increases, no matter how careful you pay attention to the magic flow, the poison won't be sweet, and your throat hurts.

However, by the time it would be spring after all this time, it gradually became okay to drink poison much more than the lethal amount.