Before dinner, Anju and I returned to “Koguma’s Bed,” an inn in Kayaya Village, after our date.
“Anju, what are you doing? You’re meticulously examining the perennial herb you picked.”
“Mmm, I’m checking if any bad seeds are mixed in.”
“Ah, the parasite that attached itself to me.”
It probably wouldn’t have taken over my body even if left alone, but it would be troublesome if it attached to an ordinary person. However, it seemed like it wouldn’t have become active if it weren’t for that cave.
“Deles, you’re back.”
“Welcome back, Nina. And welcome home.”
“I’m home!”
Nina, who was swinging the Berserk Sword in the garden, apparently had to do so even on her complete rest day to keep her body from getting stiff.
“Anju, how was your date?”
“It was fun!”
“I see. So, Deles, when is my turn?”
Yes, of course, Anju deserves a reward for her hard work, but Nina, Clarice, and even Helen as a slave would need it too. Moreover, we need to make time for private conversations regularly.
(They’re all going to marry me.)
“With Nina, in a larger city in the Empire.”
“Indeed. I’m looking forward to it.”
“That being said, what about the experiment?”
We left our room and went to the room where coughing could be heard until a few days ago.
“Clarice, Helen, how is it?”
“Master Deles, your condition seems to be stable.”
“Master, thanks to you, I believe my magic level has increased considerably.”
The pure white succubus, Tamii’s mother, continued to cast healing magic on her. Yes, the experiment requested by me was to have Helen’s summon, the Goddess Succubus, continuously cast the healing magic “Angel Heal.”
“She’s sleeping quite peacefully.”
“Nina, don’t say such inauspicious things.”
“No, I didn’t mean it that way.”
To get Nina, who disliked servitude becoming an obligation, to agree, we’ve been having her continuously cast it since her day off, ostensibly to investigate the Goddess Succubus’s abilities, especially the Angel Heal she remembered, and to increase her magic proficiency.
(I was worried about risks, but it seems okay.)
I was concerned that excessively continuing to heal a commoner who isn’t an adventurer might be like overwatering a flower and killing it, but besides becoming very sleepy, she hasn’t coughed since, and she eats normally when awake.
“Anju, how is it?”
“Mmm, the abnormal condition still remains.”
“I see. If her proficiency increases, perhaps…”
With the Goddess Succubus’s current level and the Angel Heal’s proficiency level, the chance of completely curing the illness might be 0%, or maybe it could be 0.01%.
(If it’s the latter, it would take ten thousand casts…)
“Ah, my magic is depleted!”
Immediately after Anju’s voice, the Goddess Succubus swallowed a magic recovery candy. This experiment was initiated with the hope that it would lead to a class-up for the Holy Succubus who saved me when I was on the verge of death.
“Um, dinner is ready!”
Tamii, wearing an apron, came in, the one with that terribly tacky bear drawing on it.
(It wasn’t just the shirt…)
Dinner was a hearty combination of crocodile meat and horse meat. I thought they might not have much money, having just bought expensive potions, but it seemed to be their gratitude for the healing magic Anju’s mother had been receiving, so I ate gratefully.
(But I can’t eat that much meat…)
As I ate in the order of vegetables, vegetables, meat, vegetables, vegetables, soup, vegetables, meat, vegetables, vegetables, Nina, who had quickly devoured her meat, took my remaining meat. It was reassuring. After the meal, Nina said to Tamii.
“After tomorrow’s breakfast, we will depart. Thank you for your hospitality.”
“N-no, thank you. Especially since it’s been years since my mo… mother hasn’t coughed all day.”
“It will continue to be difficult, but… what happened to your father?”
Ah, she’s asking about that.
“…Rumor has it he found another woman and left.”
“I see. I apologize for asking an unnecessary question.”
“No, if he had at least sent money for the potions, I might have forgiven him.”
How cruel… But even if we leave and Tamii’s illness, her cough, returns, we can’t keep giving her expensive potions indefinitely. We do have money, but it’s endless. However, however…
(When I returned to Nina Castle and saw Shika… Shikada’s mother, Seira…)
Perhaps she was too good-natured, but I cured her with an Elixir. As a result, the slaves at the castle became maids who managed things to the point of being called “Big Mam.” It was a happy miscalculation, or rather, a head maid who can work that well is quite rare.
(Of course, even if this experiment is a great success, I’m not going to take Tamii’s mother as a maid.)
Still, even if it’s just while we’re here, if she can get some relief, I think that’s good.
(…Yes, I’m too soft.)
And so, after dinner, the five of us gathered for a general meeting to discuss the dungeon in Masuma Town, where we’re going tomorrow.
“Clarice investigated it while proselytizing. Please go ahead.”
“Yes, it’s a mansion-type dungeon with eight floors above ground and three floors below. The Adventurer Guild manages entry, and there’s an entrance fee.”
It’s quite well-established for a regional dungeon. In dungeons in larger cities, there are solid rescue systems, but I wonder about this one. It depends on whether there are any prominent adventurers.
“By the way, the owner of the mansion, the boss witch, most people have only heard her voice.”
“Her name is?”
“She is said to be a Lady Vampire named Kyun.”
An undead, I wonder if even unleashing a lot of light magic would defeat her.
“What about the dungeon’s content?”
“It’s a puzzle-solving type. Most people give up on the first floor.”
“Is Kyun on the highest floor?”
“Probably. However, they only give detailed explanations to adventurers who actually pay.”
“How much?” “One silver coin per person.”
Well, it’s expensive for ordinary people, but for us, it’s nothing.
“Understood. It’s a day off tomorrow as well, but those fit for action should gather information voluntarily.”
“It might be faster to pay the money first.”
“That’s it. If there’s nothing else you want to ask, that’s all.”
And so, we spent what was likely our last night in Kayaya Village.
(Come to think of it, doesn’t the Goddess Succubus need to sleep?)
