114 On the Road 2 (1/2)

That's how Father Austin started selling potions gradually, and after a while, he became known as ”two pairs of very effective old and young daughters with potions.”

Thanks to this, repeat customers are getting more and more prosperous. I was a little surprised that some of the customers were waiting for me on the trip.

The priest also knew that he wanted to be known as my therapist, so he sold me the information that ”this potion was made by this anise” well, and because of that, I was sometimes asked directly by the people who went there.

But then the money came in, but the trouble came out.

”I'll give you the money. Just sell it to me and resell it.”

Or...

”Will you serve me? And let's make money together.”

That's what you are. I don't know what to say to such a person... but there are signs of a backward society.

I thought I might have been kidnapped or threatened if I was alone.

And at that time, even though the old man was a former soldier, Father Austin glanced at him, sometimes directly sanctioned him and managed to do nothing, but gradually this situation happened.

Oh, Father Austin, I'm counting on you. When I met him, he must have been a genuine, weak old man with rattles all over the place.

”No, it's been a long time since I've been exposed, and now I have my feet and my body is light. And even if you can't do it, you'll be able to fix it, right? Now then, maybe I'll do it a little more flashy ~ fufufu”

and laughing brightly.

Even though I can only say that I can't do that anymore, because I'm definitely making an urgent decision so that the attack of the rattlesnakes can flow with my bare hands?

How much experience do you have?

Where the hell did he go when he was a very serious priest in the village? I don't think he's the same person who walked carefully with his prostheses anymore. Is it no longer a scam to think that the villagers were being kind to you in that powerless way?

And it was about time Father Austin disappeared from a mere old priest to become a mere brain-minded soldier, and we finally arrived at our destination, Garland Therapeutic Hospital.