Episode 578 Poison (5)
Count Sylvester’s family is in great confusion.
Earl Sylvester, who had just finished preparing to head for the capital and was holding his heart, shouted loudly at the sound like thunder from the sky.
“What do you mean! Poison in the well! Is this solid information!”
The article who posted the report was embarrassed and replied.
“The baron scion of Celia said it must be poisonous.”
Even if the knight doesn’t know it, Count Sylvester already knows that Ray is a saint.
That’s why there was no doubt that he was poisonous.
Count Sylvester swallowed the wind and sighed.
“Huh… Who the hell has poisoned this family?”
There are a few people who are suspicious.
However, no matter how many of them they were, they didn’t openly threaten the count’s family, so I couldn’t make a hasty decision.
Count Sylvester, who held on to his weak heart, asked calmly.
“How many people have been poisoned?”
“Five people were poisoned this morning alone. Fortunately, there was no further damage thanks to the quick succession of the blockade of the well.”
“Did you catch the thorax?”
At his words, the knight shook his head.
“I am still in the dark. I tried to find out if anyone had witnessed the poisoning of the well, but I didn’t get any results.”
At that, Count Sylvester let out a sigh as if he had expected it.
Of course it will.
He is the one who poisoned the count’s family.
If I was going to get caught easily, I wouldn’t have done it in the first place.
The count leaned his back on the back of the chair and continued speaking seriously.
“Kyung, from now on, make sure to thoroughly crack down on the mouth within the family. We should make sure that the fact that the poison has spread is not known to the outside world.”
“yes?”
The knight questioned the unexpected order of the count, not knowing that it was rude.
Usually, when a poisoning case takes place, the kingdom directly steps forward to investigate.
That way, when the chest water was revealed, the punishment would be more certain.
But on the contrary, it is to be closed so that it is not known to the outside world.
I couldn’t understand the count’s intentions.
Apparently realizing what the knight was thinking, Count Sylvester explained to him calmly.
“I can say it with my own mouth, but the royal family is not happy with us. If the fact that the poison spread in the count’s family is known, they might use this as an excuse to try to organize the family. From the royal family’s point of view, it’s not too late to reveal the evil beast after the Sylvester family has completely disappeared.”
Is your throat clogged?
Drinking tea and quenching his throat, he continued.
“The poison has spread to the count’s family. If the royal family starts to intervene in such a big incident, even the central aristocratic faction will not be able to move quickly. If that happens, isn’t the royal family sitting still and reaping the benefits?”
Only then did the knight understand Count Sylvester’s meaning and nodded.
“…That’s right too.”
“If that’s the case, we’d rather buy some time and figure things out on our own. Please pass it on to Gide and Sylveria. For the time being, you don’t know what else will happen, so be vigilant.”
“All right.”
As the knight bowed and retreated, Count Sylvester finally relaxed his shoulders.
‘It’s a big deal. I never thought they’d hide an ambush like this.’
Unexpectedly, something happened before heading to the capital.
It was a situation where he did not know what would happen in the future, so he could not leave the count’s family.
It’s like your ankles are tied.
As soon as I thought I had a little advantage, I was caught off guard.
Count Sylvester looked out the window with a hard expression.
“…I hope the royal family doesn’t intervene.”
Only the sound of his sighs spread throughout the office.
* * *
There is an emergency in Count Sylvester’s family.
The servants did only the bare minimum, and the soldiers who had been concentrating on training at the gymnasium were all armed and convened.
All wells called wells were blocked, so they had to find a stream in the forest to get water.
In that uncomfortable situation, there were two people who couldn’t hold back their laughter.
Marquis Garen and Viscount Mace, who were looking out the window from a separate room, raised an unexpected toast in broad daylight.
“Khehehe! The light has gone out! Now that you can’t even go out of the family, let alone the royal castle, Count Sylvester is going to burn his stomach!”
Viscount Mace chimed in and laughed.
“Ha ha ha ha ha! Where would you like to burn? They will end up looking for us after panicking about not being able to find a proper antidote.”
I confirmed that the poison was listening properly.
So now all I had to do was poison Sylveria or Gide as planned.
Then, Count Sylvester would hold onto their trousers with tears in their eyes and beg.
Marquis Garen paused for a moment after toasting with Viscount Mace.
“But then the story gets a little strange. Five of the attendants were poisoned, so why wasn’t Silveria poisoned?”
I heard that it is.
Viscount Mace tilted his head as if he was puzzled.
“well. Even though he is an Auror user, his skills aren’t that good, so I thought he would definitely become addicted.”
“In addition, you said that there was progress on the Mana Road. It must have been an accidental realization that saved his life.”
Marquis Garen thought for a moment, then thought nothing of it.
At the moment of enlightenment, the flow of mana changes.
Perhaps that extended Sylveria’s lifeline.
As he went on, Viscount Mays also turned off his nerves.
If you’re not poisoned, you’ll have to poison yourself again.
The first may have been avoided by chance, but not the second.
That’s why ‘Poloris’ is a terrible poison.
The two tilted their glasses and enjoyed the sunset of the Count’s house.
By tomorrow morning, the air in the count’s house would be even heavier.
* * *
Ray escaped from the servants’ quarters and climbed the hill behind Count Sylvester’s family.
“To avoid unnecessary gazes, the quiet forest is perfect.”
Packing a bag and going deep into the mountains.
He wanted to make a centrifuge in a secluded place without people.
It was necessary to take blood tests to find out what condition the attendants were in and what poison they were poisoned with.
“It would be nice if it wasn’t a terrible poison.”
In the case of neurotoxin, even after treatment, sequelae often remain.
That’s why we had to hurry before the poison spread further.
Discovering a small open space, Ray immediately spread his luggage.
By cutting a rock the size of a house to look good, a table is made right away.
Ray, who had been putting things down on it, started cutting down the trees that were scattered around him this time.
The bark is peeled off one by one and the roughened surface is shaved with a planer.
Swoop-! Swoop-!
After rubbing it like that several times, a wooden barrel without a single splinter was quickly created.
This time, he took out a dagger from his waist and lightly turned his wrist.
Then the logs were cut like tofu.
If Derp saw it, which had been cut to a certain thickness, he would have smiled contentedly.
Ray cut the wooden board back to size and drilled a round hole under the thin board.
I’m going to put some blood in here.
I can’t get a separation tube anywhere, so I have no choice but to use a potion bottle as soon as possible.
Having adjusted the size to fit a palm-sized potion bottle, he took out an anvil and some pieces of iron from his backpack this time.
With a hammer in his hand instead of a planer.
A piece of iron is poured into a bowl made of stone and heated as it is.
“Heat.”
Whoa-!
Roaring-!
As the heat slowly rose, the flames soared.
Originally, it was normal to make a brazier to prevent heat from escaping, but there was no time for that now.
He was a gangster at the level of a high elf with the amount of mana he had.
After heating it for some time, the iron pieces in the stone bowl began to melt little by little.
Will the fire move through the forest?
He dealt with mana with considerable concentration.
Eventually, the iron melts and becomes mushy, so he pours it into the anvil instead of the mold.
Chiyiik-!
Before the molten iron leaves the anvil.
Ray hurriedly moved his hand.
“Ice.”
Lower the ambient temperature a little with your left hand and start hammering with your right hand.
Every time the iron was twisted, he hammered at different angles like a ghost, and the iron on the anvil gradually took shape.
Kaaaang-!
Caan-!
The sound of hammering echoed loudly in the quiet woods.
The mountain birds are startled and fly away.
He hammered it a few more times.
Then, a round iron pillar was quickly created.
Ray lifted his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
“This should be good enough.”
You have completed the axis that will be the central circle.
He put the iron in the hole he had previously dug.
Seeing them cling to each other as if they were originally one body, they nodded in satisfaction.
The foundation is finished.
Now is the time to touch on the functional part.
Ray took out a chisel from his backpack this time.
An item made by Derp along with a hammer.
It’s been a long time since I’ve had nothing to do with craftsmanship, but when I grab the handle, it sticks to my hand like an old friend.
He immediately shaved off the shell of the centrifuge.
be careful.
I carve something with sincerity, stitch by stitch.
When a simple yet complicated sentence is created.
Ray immediately blew mana into the shell.
preservation magic.
It might corrode, so it would be better to hang it up.
strengthening magic.
Unlike modern times, since the main component is a centrifugal separator made of wood, it would be better to be prepared so that it is not broken by rotational force.
After casting the two basic magics, it was simpler than I thought because all I had to do was apply the magic to rotate the axis of rotation I just made.
However, if the rotational force of the centrifuge is a problem, it is a problem.
In the case of a high-speed centrifuge, a speed of about 20000 rpm is required.
In addition, the centrifugal effect must be over 60,000g (gravitational acceleration), so even if it takes a little time, you will have no choice but to go and visit it by turning it several times.
Ray, who was adding rotational power, started to get greedy little by little.
‘It would be better to create a vacuum inside. It would be better if it had a cooling function.’
Just like modern devices do.
Ray, who has a penchant for cutting-edge medical devices, ended up concocting a more complex formula.
As multiple formulas were added to a single magic circle, it now looked dirty as if scribbled by an earthworm.
I wonder if a famous high-circle mage sees it again.
Anyone who didn’t know it probably looked like a kid playing around.
Ray locked himself in the forest for a while and produced magic tools (?).
