The Doctor Cured the Villainess and Ran Away

45 – Just the Two of Us (3)

Thanks to the golden rose Asella brought, I was able to enhance the candy.

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· Golden honey candy

· Effects of consumption

– Stamina reduced by bleeding recovers 1.5 over 6 hours

– Reduces stomach ache

It has a meltingly sweet taste!

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I completed a candy with excellent performance that can cover the decrease and recover even more.

As soon as I put it in my mouth, I felt as if I had escaped from racing towards death.

“Now even yellow roses won’t be enough.”

Thanks to Asella, who had picked a fair amount of golden roses, I could manage for a while.

I have to find a way to cultivate the golden roses, but the land available at the palace is barely enough for the Moon Palace’s backyard. I’ll have to send seeds to my hometown.

If I leave the method of making a vinyl house to Neria, my reliable younger sister, she’ll soon fill it with golden roses.

“Anyway, I owe Asella my life this time.”

I thought that if I repeated it several hundred times, it would make sense.

Since I’m in debt, I have to repay it.

“Your Highness.”

“Yes?”

“I am deeply indebted to you this time. Your virtuousness towards myself as a mere Royal Physician-“

“Shh.”

Asella brought her index finger to her lips with an irritated expression.

“I told you. I don’t like a suffocating tone.”

“That’s right. Actually, me too.”

In the future, even a noble who fails to show even a little courtesy would immediately have their fingers crushed, like Asella.

Seems like he hasn’t tasted power yet.

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“Well, then how should we pay for today’s work?”

“The price, of course.”

Asella got up from her seat.

She put some force into the hand holding the cane.

“Gong-ja, do you want to become the best court physician?”

“I’m not sure about being the best, but well, I want to become the most famous doctor.”

“I see.”

I don’t know what intention Asella had when she asked that question, but she seemed to have found the answer she wanted.

“Well, then I’ll become the empire’s empress.”

“Excuse me?”

I don’t know why the conclusion turned out that way.

Asella’s thinking was not easy for a criminal like me to follow.

She pouted her lips, looking disappointed with my reaction.

“Is that not enough?”

“No, of course not.”

If the emperor is not enough, then I should at least unify the continent.

If that happens, there will be even more bad endings with destruction routes that didn’t exist before.

[No. 012: Empire’s Destruction 30% → 0%]

[Ending has been deleted.]

On the contrary, the system informed that one ending had been deleted.

Asella’s hatred towards the palace decreased, and it meant that she began to perceive it as a place where she wanted to live, at least.

Most of the knights today cheered for Asella’s achievements in the end.

Asella, who doesn’t show it, actually likes praise. Considering that point, she might not have given up on the palace.

“I think I can use Recall a few more times.”

Asella concentrates her mind.

After finishing the spell, the talisman she used for the demonstration earlier landed on her palm with a pop.

“That should be enough.”

Not long after, a flash of light shattered the freezing atmosphere and demolished the desolate cabin.

An old man with a ridiculous beard walked in, stepping on the fallen logs.

“Finally found you. Couldn’t you have notified us of the location a bit earlier?”

Seymour approached us with a chuckle.

“Master.”

“Thanks to you, my vacation is ruined. But seeing both disciples unharmed puts me at ease. Oh my, should I have arrived later? Seems like I interrupted a good atmosphere for no reason.”

“Don’t joke around at a time like this. I just want to collapse in bed right away.”

“Alone?”

“Yes.”

Seymour asked a strange question. It was clear that old age had affected him. Even Asella had a slightly annoyed expression.

“If you’re ready, let’s go back. Hi Teleport.”

Seymour swung his staff and drew six magic circles, connecting them.

Once again, it was teleportation, making me sigh. Even though it had to be taken hours before the journey, taking motion sickness medicine was better than nothing, so I searched my pocket for the pill.

“Ugh.”

I didn’t have much left.

“I got wet in the rain earlier.”

The princess explained nonchalantly, without a trace of guilt.

Yes, go ahead and take it all.

Returning to the palace, I ended up groaning and suffering until the next day.

***

“The court physician collapsed before the Lord? Pathetic.”

Asella, who safely returned to Moonlight Palace through Seymour’s teleportation, spat out an insult to Las.

Las swallowed a cough behind his mask and was covered by Asella’s curse.

Looking at him, still suffering from the after-effects, Seymour gleefully chuckled.

“That’s enough work for today. I will check Asella’s magic circuits.”

“I don’t want to bother the wise one…”

“If I tell you to go back, go back.”

Only when Asella gave the order did Las reluctantly move his body.

Only Asela and Seymour remained in the Moon Palace study room. Seymour smiled broadly like a jester.

“You showed remarkable magic, Asela. They say you conquered a wyvern.”

“Yes.”

“Shall we calmly discuss it then? The main tournament finals are scheduled to return tomorrow.”

“They are returning tomorrow.”

Even though there had been such an incident, the Emperor was determined to enjoy the flower viewing.

After all, it would be worse for the annual event to be canceled because of mere demons.

It could also give the impression to enemy nations that the empire’s momentum had weakened.

He decided not to personally search for the missing individual.

“Recall is prohibited. The space magic seal will be placed on you. Including all the magicians present at the tournament. I will take care of it.”

“Is that so.”

Asela replied calmly.

Seymour walked slowly around the room without sitting down. He didn’t feel uncomfortable because he had no sensation.

“The construction pattern is predictable. It’s obvious that it’s a magic that only you can use. You penetrated the fifth magic circle from a higher dimension, right?”

“Yes. As expected from my master.”

“I don’t have to worry about recall being leaked to another country, but the Emperor will think differently. That guy has also become more fearful as he ages.”

“But someone transferred the wyvern.”

“It must be Camilla.”

Silence fell when that name was mentioned.

Seymour taught Asela magic, and there were only two people in this world who could understand her magic.

One was here, so it was clear that the remaining person was the culprit.

“The evidence will not be left anywhere. The wyvern’s lair was not in the middle realm, but in the undeveloped land beyond the eastern mountains. It was an unexpected location. It was also not far from the tournament venue.”

“…Why would she do that?”

“To ask that question, Asela, we must first ask why Camilla came to the palace.”

Seymour said calmly.

“It’s no doubt that she has become your enemy with this act. Be careful for now. You must distinguish between friend and foe.”

“Is my master on my side?”

“hahahaha, you’re quite clever, little one.”

Seymour chuckled and gently tapped Asela’s forehead.

“You know that very well. I am on the side of the more valuable magician.”

“Yes.”

Ascelado knew that Seymour had an eccentric personality fixated on high-level magic due to their long association.

Even as an apprentice, he doesn’t show too much affection.

“Do you want a reliable ally? Then you have to take care of your own apprentice.”

“Las…”

Ascela thought of him and shook her head.

“I’m not sure. What he thinks about.”

“Do you know what you’re thinking?”

“The unconscious is polluted the moment it is observed.”

“On the contrary, if you don’t observe it, you can never know it forever. Thinking of observing is called conversation.”

He needed to talk frankly with Las, Seymour’s words meant that.

But Ascela didn’t want to.

He is his god, but he is also politically married.

He didn’t want to lose control.

Although he wanted to find everything about him without knowing himself.

‘Notebook.’

He remembered the strange sentences written there.

“Master, what do people who assume the destruction of the world or their own death endlessly think about?”

“One of two things. Patient, or a prophet.”

Ascela murmured at the unexpected word.

“A prophet?”

“Yes. You can lie that you foresaw yourself when you had prepared for countless cases when an event occurred. A prophet is no more than ninety-nine liars out of a hundred.”

“Hmm….”

Seymour’s words stuck in Ascela’s ears somehow.

“Then what about one real prophet?”

“Wouldn’t he be a skilled magician who can use telepathy?”

“Telepathy.”

Ascela’s pupils flickered with curiosity at the new word.

“What kind of magic is it?”

“It is time-series magic. Observes all possible events that can happen in the future.”

“All possible events?”

“hahahaha, it’s just seeing countless possibilities. We can’t claim to have seen the future. It’s useless magic.”

“For example?”

“Let’s say I roll a dice right now. Do you think the result would be six different numbers from 1 to 6?”

“Yes, I suppose.”

“The Clairvoyance shows scenes where the dice perhaps falls on the floor, hits the table and breaks, or someone enters the room while rolling it. Of course, all of them are possible occurrences. They could have already happened in different timelines.”

“It means that we can’t know which number will come up when we actually roll the dice.”

“That’s right. You have to roll the dice yourself to find out what would come up.”

After listening to Seymour’s explanation, Acella fell into deep thought.

Anyway, it’s a magic that derives possibilities based on the present.

By becoming an emperor, she would be able to consider and judge all political scenarios even after that.

She thought it would be quite useful.

“I want to learn it.”

“Is that so?”

“After all, since spatial magic will be forbidden, you said I have good spatial-temporal perception.”

“If you can’t use space, then time. Hmm, alright. I guess I’ll dig through my old books. Rest for today. The magical circuits are all dried up.”

If Acella learns clairvoyance, she would probably see countless futures where Las would meet a wretched demise.

They should record it in writing and give her a thorough scare.

Then by being afraid, she might grab hold of her collarbone, without realizing it.

As Acella imagined Las’ appearance, she couldn’t help but smirk, feeling joyous herself.