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Chapter 53 Died on the spot?

Feeling that she couldn't stand it any longer by continuing to prevaricate the earl, Crounpis thought for a moment, jumped off the chair, put her hands on her hips and raised her head to look at the earl.

"But, hehe." Crownpis said with a smile, "Don't worry, if the six gods don't liberate mankind, even if they have the power to reach the sky, mankind will not believe in them, so I will do something for you first.

For example: Let me see your so-called seriously ill old father first."

"Really?" Count Cushmont's face suddenly became sunny. "Then, what preparations do you need me to make for you? I will spare no effort to provide the venue and materials needed for the ceremony."

"Really, that's what you think. Hee hee hee." Crounpis raised his hands and closed his eyes, seemingly thinking for a moment, then raised his finger and pointed at the earl's nose, and drank sweetly——

"I understand, are you an idiot?"

"Hey, eh, eh, eh~~"

Melphis's scream came from behind Crounpis. It seemed that she was frightened. Therefore, the Earl's psychology should not be without fluctuations, but——

Although Count Cushmont's face changed slightly, he looked very restrained. He was already in a much better state than when the topic started. Is he worthy of being a capable noble official?

"Haha, if there are enough materials, there are a few humans who can use resurrection magic, right? That's the level of humans, let you see, you don't need to prepare anything, and there will be no pretentious saints from the church who show so-called healing miracles.

Light, achieving something in an instant that you may not be able to do even at countless costs, is the real miracle, isn't it? Hehehehahaha."

In fact, she said this because Clownpiss couldn't do any magic with cool light effects and the ability to save anyone. The things she would do later seemed too ordinary and not stylish enough, would it make these seem like

Human beings are disappointed with what delusions there are outside of immortality, so they have to be vaccinated against it.

"It's so... Then, my father is in the bedroom on the top floor, please." The Earl stood up and respectfully showed the way to Clunpisi.

Crownpis motioned for Sunny and Merriface to follow, while secretly preparing, saying that it was impossible to say that it was not necessary, and boasting such a big mouth, if it could not be done, it would be too big.

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Crownpis followed the count for five minutes, and she couldn't help but complain again. Do you people in these high positions like to make the house so twisty and twisted? It obviously doesn't take many seconds to climb up from the outer wall.

When they reached the top floor, Crounpis vaguely heard intermittent coughing.

Coughing is not a very troublesome disease, but some fatal diseases can also be accompanied by coughing symptoms, so don’t be careless. Of course, the result will probably not change regardless of whether you are careless or not.

Kroenpis is not a doctor. The medical knowledge in human memory is only a little bit of common sense knowledge about common ailments and terminal diseases that must be paid attention to. It is not to the extent of some misunderstandings based on hearsay. Besides, is it related to this?

The common pathologies of the world are not fully known either.

But not unprepared.

The Earl walked into the door, and Crounpis followed him and glanced around. What a magnificent bedroom. All kinds of decorations were almost in the style of the art deco movement of the twentieth century on Earth. They were raised with Crounpisi.

With a good eye for metal judgment, these are all precious metals, but they have no actual value and only have the meaning of bright decorations.

Melissa behind her looked at the room, her eyes widened.

"Ahem, can you remove all the decorations from the room afterwards? Just such a room arrangement is a kind of destruction to the old man's life." Cronpis said with a straight face.

"What? How could this happen? Does this arrangement have any magical significance?" The count was shocked.

"No, it's just my experience." What kind of knowledge and experience does Crounpis have about the impact of room decoration on people's physical and mental health?

It can also be said based on experience.

"Hundan, the designers and craftsmen should be arrested and executed."

"Stop it, this set of decorations is good for displaying splendor, but it is not suitable for sleeping. If your boss's room is like this, it is best to replace it. You can handle the money yourself."

He spread his hands and walked towards the white-haired old man who was still coughing and confused.

She lifted the quilt slightly, and although she was wearing pajamas made of excellent materials, according to her painting experience, from the folds of her clothes and the small amount of her body exposed, she looked really unnaturally skinny. Does she have muscular dystrophy?

"Well...how did you treat me before?"

"Pay money to the priests of the temple to perform a 'miracle' of healing and stabilize the condition. I heard that the special medicine Dolea's Grass must be hired by steel-level adventurers to collect it deep in the Top Forest."

"I see, the temple can only do this at best. Adventurers are more reliable." Cronpith smiled and touched her chin.

"But there has been no follow-up. Even if a large amount of money is paid, the Adventurer's Guild refuses to release the mission due to changes in the forest ecology. They are all a bunch of useless trash."

"Hmm..." Crounpisi thought that only if someone is willing to take him over, there are more than a dozen demi-humans with strength equal to the adamantine level in Top Forest, and there are also many fairies above level 30.

, even adamantite-level adventurers can never come back, right? The Adventurer’s Guild is quite capable of investigation and evaluation.

In other words, this old man’s disease cannot be cured and he still has his own merits?

No, no, no, I can only blame you for not keeping healthy, right?

But in this way, Crounpisi felt relieved. Compared with other surrounding forests in the Top Forest, the only plant species that could be called the most advanced medicine was Dolea's grass.

The Grass of Doleia is Elfin's predecessor. It is said to be a drug that can remove all abnormal conditions, but as a native, she is not restricted by the rules of the game. The saying "removes all abnormal conditions" is why she and those games

The habit developed by talking to fairies under the rules, that is, "removing all abnormal conditions" actually means that it can cure all diseases.

Alfin's original body is already dead, but there is not only one kind of grass, because Alfin grew well during the period of parasitism, and Crounpith did not suffer any numerical loss due to this, so what?

Just train more if you have time.

So there are a lot of that kind of grass growing on the main body of Crounpith's magic tree.

If that works, there's no need to worry.

Crownpis turned her back to the earl, put her hand into the infinite backpack, flipped it over, and then pulled it out instantly——

"Pa!" and slapped the old man on the head.

The effect was immediate, and the old man who had been coughing so "vividly" just now gradually became silent.

"Okay." Crounpis licked the palm of his hand and said with a smile.

(to be continued)


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