Episode 583: Poison identity (3)
Botulinus bacteria found naturally are mostly harmless to humans, but under certain circumstances, these spores grow and produce toxins that are fatal to humans.
If so, the symptoms of the attendants are…
“…botulinum toxosis.”
It is a disease that causes severe spastic paralysis caused by a neurotoxin produced by Clostridium botulinum.
Botulinum toxin differs from other pathogens in that the toxin produced by the bacterium, not the pathogen itself, is fatal.
In severe cases, respiratory muscles may become paralyzed, resulting in respiratory failure or death.
The only treatment is to administer antitoxin serum.
There was no way that antitoxin serum could exist in this place where the concept of medicine had just entered.
It wasn’t even that there was no way.
Ray rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a luxurious wooden box.
The eyes of the therapists who had been silently watching his behavior widened as jewels were piled up in a wooden box that was no more than the size of a palm.
Even if I sell just that wooden box, I will be able to buy a decent house.
“What else is that?”
“My last lifeline.”
It is the holy water that Pope Eclay made by praying for himself to take care of himself the other day.
I got it in case I needed it in the future, but I never dreamed that I would use it so usefully.
Although it is the Holy Water of the Pope, which is said to be made only once or twice a year, it was worth it if it could prolong the lives of patients.
But there was a problem.
Originally, one bottle is enough for two people to drink.
However, since five people had to be saved now, the amount of holy water was severely insufficient.
‘If Gaia had poured holy power into holy water, it would be cured… but if not, I might have to make my own antitoxin serum.’
If the amount of treatment is insufficient, it will only be enough to slow down the symptoms.
If you’re lucky, it’ll be cured, if not, the status quo is maintained.
Regardless of the outcome of the two, I had to move first.
Upon discovering the disease, Ray immediately grabbed a wooden box and headed downstairs.
* * *
Silveria, who was placed in her room by order of her father, Count Sylvester, was shocked by the news brought by the maid.
“Is that for real?”
The lady-in-waiting answered her question with a fierce nod.
“That’s right, ma’am. Well, that son of a noble from the Kingdom of Celia is trying to save the poisoned people this time. I heard that you also have a certificate of healing from the Holy Land?”
Rumors spread in an instant, from the healer to the ladies-in-waiting, and then to Sylveria’s ears.
Hearing the lady-in-waiting, she was dumbfounded.
‘Swordsmanship in practice… And this time as a healer. How can one person have all those talents?’
The first one was wonderful.
They reversed their family on the defensive and now have a stable source of funds.
The second time I saw his powerlessness, I was a little afraid.
It is not an easy task for one person to have both talents in magic and swordsmanship.
Even more so if it is an outstanding talent, as if it was bestowed from heaven.
However, this time, since he has a good opinion in medicine, how can I explain this?
After thinking for a while, she jumped up from her seat.
“I can’t. I will go and see it with my own two eyes.”
The maid shook her head fiercely in astonishment at Sylveria’s words.
“Oh no, lady! The Count will be very angry when it is known that the lady has left the room!”
“You don’t have to be caught.”
It really couldn’t have been an absurd answer.
The maid who was trying to stop her was also dumbfounded after hearing it.
Taking advantage of that opportunity, Silveria stunned the maid with light movements and left the door.
“oh! Because you can’t!”
The lady-in-waiting tried to stop it belatedly, but it was already too late.
As an Aura user in the first place, there was nothing she could do as long as she used her strength.
Left alone in the room, the maid cried.
“Hey. I’m the one getting scolded by the Count! I’m ruined…”
* * *
Ray, who came downstairs, looked at the patients’ condition, seeing that the situation had calmed down a little.
“The vomiting has barely stopped. But we have another problem.”
The middle-aged healer pointed to the attendant.
Then, I could see that the left side of the attendant’s face stiffened a little.
Looking at it, it became a little clearer that it was botulinum toxin.
Ray hurriedly stood in front of the patients.
“We need to act now.”
“I know that, but how?”
“With this.”
He spoke and opened the chest.
Then, a bottle filled with a transparent, sparkling liquid revealed its elegant appearance.
What kind of sickness is so bewitching?
the therapist asked, tilting their heads.
“Is it a potion?”
“It just looks like water…”
This potion wasn’t just a potion.
It is holy water created by the pope of the Holy Land after praying at the ‘sacred water site’.
If you sold the wrong price, let alone the price, you could be surrounded by the troops of the Holy Kingdom and beaten.
It is a potion that must be extremely careful in making and handling it.
Ray answered while diluting holy water with water.
“It’s an amazing potion with amazing effects.”
The Holy Water of the Pope is special.
If someone who hadn’t polished his divine powers recklessly drank the undiluted solution, he could really go to Gaia’s side.
Therefore, it is necessary to dilute it by dissolving it in water after taking a certain amount.
The amount of Holy Water he currently has is only enough for two people.
The more water you add to dilute it, the less effective it will be.
‘I wish I could be cured.’
Even if it rots, it’s called Junchi.
Still, how could the pope’s holy water fail to subdue a neurotoxin equivalent to botulinum toxin?
Ray struggled to believe.
When he ordered a servant to pour holy water into the water he had obtained, the full bottle was empty.
Instead, two liters of potion was made for each person.
I’ve done all I can do now.
If the holy water does not reach its full effect, it can play a role of buying time until the antitoxin serum is made.
The remaining question now is how to drink all of this two-liter potion.
Ray thought for a moment, then nodded.
“I have no choice but to force myself to drink.”
Potion is absolute.
A patient who vomited can’t help it right away, but the rest of the poisoned attendants will gradually get better by drinking the manufactured holy water.
If you take your time and drink it in divided doses, the effect will be a little less.
Ray decided to get them to drink two liters of holy water in at least ten minutes.
Ready, he gave instructions to the healers.
Handing over a bucket full of holy water in turn, he raised his index finger.
“This is a potion. It is also a very effective potion. I give this to my patients. There may be a rejection reaction at first, but it will probably get better little by little. If you have anything to be careful about, never spill a drop.”
The therapists were a bit nervous because they were talking so spleenly.
“…why?”
“Because it’s a waste.”
Of course.
Even after receiving a huge amount of money from the Holy Kingdom, Rayda couldn’t abandon her miserly nature.
There was no way that he would carelessly spill such a large amount of goods, enough to buy a small castle if he sold them at auction.
Wouldn’t it be a shame if it went into the patient’s body.
If I saw it spilling on the floor, it would be so painful that I couldn’t bear to open my eyes and see it.
After giving instructions to the therapists, Ray assigned the remaining therapists to their positions and put them in teams of three to care for one patient.
Fifteen healers were attached to five servants.
In this way, if something happens to the patients, they will be able to quickly notice and prepare for it.
The healers were just about to transfer the holy water to the attendants.
I kicked the door and Sylveria came in.
As soon as she entered, she glanced around.
several therapists.
And in the midst of them, I saw a young man giving instructions.
‘What the maid said was true.’
She herself was worried and came to see it for herself.
Sylveria approached Ray.
“…continence. Were you also working as a therapist?”
“If you want to eat well and live well in a harsh world, you have to be good at this and that.”
He wasn’t just good at this and that, but he had reached a level at all.
Silveria grabbed her forehead as if it was absurd.
what is identity
one person
It was virtually impossible to show all of this ability at such a young age.
As she looked at Ray silently, her eyes were focused on the luxurious wooden box and empty bottle next to the bed.
A familiar pattern that seems to have been seen somewhere.
There is even a wooden box that looks unusual even at a glance.
Searching through her memories, Sylveria thought of a familiar pattern and involuntarily screamed.
“This one! This is Seongguk… Seongguk’s…”
Even the attention of the therapists who were busily moving as they stuttered to the end in embarrassment.
Sylveria shouted.
“The Holy Kingdom…! That’s the Holy Water under the direct control of the Pope!”
At that, one of the healers who was carrying the holy water started to hiccup.
with a splash-!
The holy water in the bucket shakes greatly due to the recoil.
It’s because the spine is getting chilly.
The healers hurriedly put the water in the bucket on the floor carefully.
Pope direct?
holy water?
The two words made it hard for the therapist and even Sylveria to come to their senses.
Ray shook his head and denied it.
“What are you talking about? This is just a potion. An effective potion.”
“What is a potion! This pattern stamped on the bottle! This is the Pope’s seal! The red pattern on the wooden box is also a sign that the Holy Kingdom has granted permission! How could you do something like this…!”
Silveria, who continued her thoughts, shouted in admiration.
“Seriously, you stole it from the Holy Kingdom!?”
