Avoid the Death Route!

In the end, Tucaretol drugs could not even be made by professional pharmacists.

I provided the ingredients to try them out, but the green magic couldn't keep flowing.

"Oh, my God..."

That's why I told you. Oh, wasting Leah's cultivated demon spirit grass. "

The liquid simmering the herbs made by the pharmacists was somehow black.

The fire was too strong to burn, but it was strange to go black.

Everything says that Demon Spirit Grass turns black when there is not enough magic, and the pharmaceutical ingredients become useless.

The pharmacists didn't even know about it, and I was surprised when I opened my eyes.

"Hugh, find out! Awesome! Awesome!

"What, awesome?

"Yeah!"

"Hehe ~"

When I praised him with all my strength, the hewley lit up.

She's a little girl now, so she's cute!

I accidentally took a hewley ~.

If I hug Hurley, Hurley leaned over me too!

Really, she's cute.

Whoa, my father joined the war here.

Lift me as I held the hewley and lead me to my own lap where I was sitting.

Embraced me from behind ~.

"Lord Hurley, it's all Zului, Leah. And my father."

Father cheeky on my head.

My father is cute too, dude......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Is this the father of four children?

But forgive me because I'm cute!

Okay, let's meet your expectations!

"Father."

"Leah."

I held Hewley with one hand and held her to my father's neck with the other.

Oh, my father's face is flaccid.

It's Derek Derek.

Yeah, the pharmacists are flattered by my father's condition.

"The Chancellor of Ice..."

... Prime Minister of Ice?

Oh, is that my father's nickname?

My father, when he was definitely on the job, had a reputation for it being scary.

I have never witnessed such a father, so I don't know the details, but those who submit faulty documents are given a ruthless gaze that can kill people without leakage, or...

I'd like to see it, but it doesn't work where there are signs of me ~.

It's a shame………….

Next time, why don't we sneak up on it?

If Miriam helps you, don't you think she'll find out?

Look, you think you're going to use light refraction or something to disappear?

Uh, but can you tell by the signs?

All right, then let's also find a way to get rid of the signs!

I mean, we're done here, right?

I'm done teaching you how to make medicine, and I made it to try it out.

"Father. Can I go home now?

Look, it's time to water the greenhouse.

"Hmm? Right. Sir, it's time for us to excuse ourselves."

"Ah, Prime Minister, please wait!

Yeah, I still have something.

What... you want the pills?

The director's only wish was that I take orders and make them and sell them when I want them.

Yeah, you mean my financial resources have increased again!

Besides, I sold about three of them quickly.

That's pretty high, too.

I could offer it for free if it was two or three bottles, but my father and the director said I shouldn't.

If it's just this time, that might be fine, but you might want to buy it regularly, so you should put a good price on it and sign a contract.

I left the contract entirely to my father, though.

Anything, they need to make sure the source of the medication that the royal family might use is decent, or something like that.

The purchase record, the route to get it.

Well, this time it seems to be irrelevant because it seems to be for research purposes, but for once.

Oh, because Tucaletol medicine is a magic drug, it doesn't seem likely to deteriorate even if it is stored normally.

So I left my father's medicine with Astor properly.

Promise me you'll "eat properly, get a good night's sleep, and still drink if you remain tired".

Of course, if my father drinks, he kept it strict to drink Astor with me.

This time, too, but my father's tired, which means Astor's tired, too.

If you're just saying normally, Astor's not going to drink, is he?

Because I told my father, "I drank too," he wouldn't be able to mislead me with lies.

Then we have to go home and water the herbs!