15 Garland Hospital 2 (1/2)

Then I couldn't think of a hand other than making a potion right away.

Well, my potion also seems to have a reputation for being effective, so it will be a matter of time before the name is known even as far as the neighborhood.

You don't have to know the name Anis. Garland Hospital suddenly started making quality potions because a good therapist came, so that's all the information. Anyway, ”I have a good therapist here,” the information is important.

I want it to spread more and more. Fast and sure.

I'm waiting for any disease or wound to spread.

You must remind me of my presence at that time.

The season was already about to fall. Time is definitely flowing.

There may not be much time left until the winter when that General of the enemy Farglow dies.

I really wish I could go to that hostile country, but it still seems difficult to cross the border even if I hear it here.

If the general dies without doing anything, the world will surely move to the end of the game.

Apparently they also have two big names, ”Far Glow's Shield,” and nobody thought that the general would suddenly die. But the scenario is definitely moving forward.

What would happen to me if I ended up in that game scenario?

If there is anything I can do to change that scenario, I can only think of one thing. So now I've decided to bet everything on it.

My reputation as a therapist was conveyed. into a nearby and distant enemy state.

As long as it's passed, I'm sure you'll be picked up here when you're lying. I have never heard of anyone more skilled in ”healing” than I am. And no one in the game could help him.

And from that game scenario, I'm the only one out of the world.

If anyone could help the dying general, there would be none but me.

But now we're even here, and we can only wait for that.

That was very annoying.

I wish I could get to my neighbor Farglow somehow. Then you could sell your name more flashly as a therapist than you do now, rather as a ”saint.”

The scariest thing now was it was too late to get to the general.

When I thought about it, Director Sartana came there and interrupted my thinking.

”Anis, I'm sorry to hear about your potion's reputation, but there's been a lot of requests from other hospitals lately. It may be a little difficult, but I was wondering if you could help me make more potions for me.”

Yes, with pleasure.

I'm glad you have that reputation. Honestly, I'm glad to be appreciated.

I can't tell you that I was busy relaxing in the backyard.