Be a matchmaker in an otome game

Chapter 169 The magic that makes people live shorter lives

The pharmacist came very quickly. Faced with such an injury, he prescribed the medicine with great skill and quick movements. It was obvious that he had seen this kind of injury many times and he didn't even ask a question.

"Does sir often prescribe this kind of medicine?" Felissa casually chatted.

The pharmacist smiled and seemed to sigh: "Yes, I have often treated this kind of injury, so I have experience."

This is strange. Most civilians will not seek medical treatment from doctors because it is difficult to afford the high treatment fees. They mostly seek medical treatment from pharmacists. How can civilians get access to magic.

Seeing the confusion on Felissa's face, the pharmacist sighed and explained: "This lady doesn't know that the high-ranking nobles have a game called hunting. They let the common people run away in the woods and let them run around. The nobles let them go."

After they ran for a while, they chased them on horseback and used magic to attack these civilians for fun."

This kind of thing was completely unheard of for low-level nobles like Felissa, and they couldn't help but exclaimed: "How could such a thing happen?"

"This kind of thing happened a lot in the past." Compared to her surprise, the pharmacist looked particularly calm. "In the past, those aristocratic young masters and ladies could not do anything. It was thanks to His Highness Fred that we were able to curb their cruelty.

game."

"Thank you, Your Highness?" Felissa was surprised, "What do you mean?"

"Because during the Great Purge, those nobles who like to play these games the most..." The pharmacist smiled and did not continue talking, but Felissa understood.

Either they all died, and those who survived did not dare to act rashly, and just stayed at home and acted like quails.

Lying on the bed, Azarez lowered his eyelashes, but he was thinking about other things.

Fred's move was really beautiful. Although he was looking at the overall situation, he eliminated the moths among the nobility and gathered a lot of power in the hands of the royal family. It seemed that he did not consider the interests of the common people, but due to the involvement

One shot affects the whole body, and civilians benefit indirectly.

In addition, Fred and Safi have frequently appeared in the public recently, and they currently have a high reputation among the people. It seems that Fred is also doing well among the people, and he has even learned some vulgar words.

If the demons and humans really start a war, Fred will definitely make many civilians willing to go to the battlefield and die for him. For the civilians, a bad monarch, even if they are invaded, is just a change from one miserable situation to another

In such a tragic situation, the people's morale is scattered, but with a wise monarch, the common people are willing to contribute on the battlefield even for the sake of the current peaceful days.

But this is not a good thing for the demons. No one wants to see their opponents become stronger, and the more people from the human race are willing to go to the battlefield, the demons will also have to send more people to the battlefield. Even if

It is possible to invade the human race, but the national power will be exhausted, which is not cost-effective.

This war that will hurt both sides must not be started.

After the pharmacist filled out the prescription, Felissa asked the maid to go to the pharmacy to buy the medicine. After buying the medicine, she watched the pharmacist crush the herbs into a paste and apply it to the wound on Azarez's back.

The herbal medicine was very irritating and the stinging pain made Asalez groan.

Felissa looked on and wanted to cry again: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Azarez gritted his teeth and replied. In fact, it was really okay. He had been injured before and endured great pain. However, human physiological reactions are always unavoidable. Pain is pain.

, it has to make people hum twice.

He could bear it until veins popped out on his forehead. Obviously, the pain could not be summed up in two words: "okay".

"Pain is normal," the pharmacist said, "but pain for a few days is better than a short life."

What she said didn’t sound like she was trying to comfort people. Felicia pretended not to hear it, but Azarez felt something was wrong: “Sir, what you are saying is that using magic treatment will shorten your life easily?”

"No," the pharmacist denied, "I just said it casually."

It was not something that could be said casually. Felissa and Azarez looked at each other and exchanged glances. Felissa said: "Let me arrange a room for Mr.

I'd like to trouble you to take more care of Azarez for a few days."

After that, she made the arrangements without any explanation.

After finishing all this work, she had time to sit down and write a letter to Nancy. She wrote it in Azarez's room. The dim wall lamp cast light and shadow on her face, making her look cute and gentle.

After writing the letter, she put it away and prepared to send it to Nancy the next day. Then she slowly picked up a book and read it slowly.

Azarez was helpless: "Miss, it's time for you to go back and rest."

He knew that Felissa didn't want to leave, but it wasn't appropriate. If he went back later, her sleep time would be delayed.

"There is an outsider at home, and I don't dare to go back to sleep. I'll make a bed on the floor here." Felissa discussed eagerly.

"No," Azarez refused flatly. Seeing that she was a little disappointed, his tone became tougher, "If you don't go back, I will get out of bed and take you back."

Okay, okay, Felissa sighed, stood up and walked out of Azarez's room. When passing the small room next to Azarez, she paused.

This pharmacist... appeared out of nowhere. Although they invited him here, his behavior was too strange. He deliberately said strange things to make Felicia suspicious of him, and then he naturally stayed.

But it was too late today, so she didn't think much about it. She would discuss everything tomorrow.

The next day, Fred and Safi came to check on Azarez in person.

"Why are you two here in person?" Felissa scolded while instructing Arthur to pour tea for the two of them. "Aren't you busy today?"

"I was not present yesterday. I heard His Highness say that I was somewhat worried, so I decided to come over and have a look." Safi said, confirming again worriedly, "Are you really not injured?"

Felissa shook her head: "Azarez protected me, but he was a bit seriously injured."

"I originally wanted to bring a familiar doctor here, but I heard that you don't need a doctor?"

Speaking of this, Felissa remembered; "Yes, he doesn't like to fall asleep, and the pharmacist we invited yesterday said that using too much healing magic may shorten his lifespan."

Fred and Safi also changed their expressions instantly: "Really?"

Their expressions changed so quickly. Did Fred and Safi know something?

Felicia nodded: "Yes, but I think he is talking nonsense."

She said that on purpose.

"Not entirely. The average life span of nobles is indeed lower than that of commoners," Fred said thoughtfully. "This suspicion is very interesting. Let me take the person away later."

Felissa reacted for a while before finally realizing: "Am I being used as a springboard?"

"Obviously," Fred smiled. "The method is quite good, isn't it? Since he dares to send it to the door himself, let me see what he is capable of."

(End of chapter)