Diablo Destruction

"Sanchi, Sanchi!"

Young Sanchi was walking among the fields, with a large basket woven from a very tough ivy that had been dried and woven on his back. This was a tool that pharmacists must use to collect medicine.

The pharmacist shakes the fresh herbs he collected and throws them into the basket behind him. This is a very cool thing in the eyes of others. If the pharmacist is agile, he can make it in just half a day. A basket half the size of a man is full.

Now, Sanji is returning home with a full load, and his face is filled with a refreshing smile that is unique to young people, full of sunshine and energy, and daring to challenge everything.

In the eyes of outsiders, Sangji is happy, with a very handsome face, which can actually make those beautiful girls stop, secretly point at Sangji passing by, giggle, joke with each other, and then fair-skinned A red cloud appeared on his face.

Even more fortunately, Sanji has considerable talent. His talent as a pharmacist is well-known throughout the camp. In the end, he was accepted as a student by an old pharmacist who was recognized as the best in the camp. You know, this The old pharmacist's temper was quite eccentric, and he was attracted to Sanji. The title of genius pharmacist was immediately spread among countless civilian bars and restaurants.

Although pharmacists are not as powerful and profitable as adventurers, nor are they as mysterious as mages, who seem to be omnipotent, the profession of pharmacists is stable, unlike adventurers who gamble with their lives, and they are not as eccentric as mages. , shrouded in black mage robes all day long, making people feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

Even if he is a third-rate pharmacist, at least he will not have to worry about life problems, so Sangji's future is bright.

However, Sanji is the happiest and most enviable at this moment, because he already has a young and beautiful wife who is one of the best in a hundred, and his beautiful wife already has a child. After this autumn, Sanji You can become a great father.

So at this moment, Sanji, in the eyes of others, is simply living a life of gold. From the moment he learned the news of his wife's pregnancy last winter, all the expressions on his face have been replaced by a smile.

"Sanchi, Sanchi."

The person who stopped him was a skinny old man, wearing a simple pharmacist's robe, with sharp eyes, giving people a very harsh and stern feeling.

He is Sanji's teacher, the old pharmacist who is recognized by the whole camp as outstanding and also has a weird temper.

"I haven't seen you for several days. Where did you go to collect medicine?" the old pharmacist asked in an old and cold voice.

"Teacher, I went a little deeper."

The cold voice of the old pharmacist did not freeze the smile on Sanji's face. He bowed respectfully and responded like this.

Only a few people knew that the old pharmacist was actually a good and quite ordinary old man, if they could ignore his indifferent attitude and the weird offers for treatment.

"Xia is about to give birth. She is weak. Can you leave like this for a few days?" The old pharmacist frowned and looked at Sanji displeased.

Sanji always loved his wife very much, but this time, in the eyes of the old pharmacist, he was biased.

Feeling the old pharmacist's care in his indifference and reproach, Sanji smiled slightly and swung the basket behind him toward the old pharmacist.

"Teacher, smell it and see."

"Um?"

The old pharmacist followed the instructions and slightly twitched his nose, and then began to murmur one by one.

"There are Ukra Ukra, Sampunum, Katyuzi..."

Even Sangji, who had been working for the old pharmacist for several years, showed a deeply shocked expression. He was able to carry the herbs in the basket one by one in an instant just by smelling the residual smell of herbs in the air from a few meters away. Identify.

At least, he has never seen other pharmacists with this ability. It seems that his teacher is not just an outstanding pharmacist in the camp, but perhaps the best pharmacist in the entire camp, or even in the entire second world.

"So that's it. It's hard work after running so far, but it's best to take more care of Shia's emotions. Having you by her side is more effective than any medicine."

When the old pharmacist identified the last herb in Jisang's shocked expression, he left without looking back, leaving only his still indifferent and old voice in the air.

These herbs are all mild and moisturizing tonics. After drying, it would be perfect to use them to help Shia through the weak postpartum period after she gives birth. There are more than ten main herbs among them, all of which are Herbs are so precious that they can only be collected by going deep into dangerous forests. No wonder Jisang, who usually leaves early in the morning and comes back at night, has to spend several days collecting them.

Silently bowing to the teacher's leaving figure, Sanji turned around, speeding up a bit faster than before. He couldn't wait to see Shia.

Two months later, Shia gave birth to a healthy boy for Sanchi.

"Xia, what do you think the child should be called? Let's call him Ales. In the legend, he held up the magic bow and shot the evil black dragon through the head. What do you think, our child? He will definitely be a hero in the future."

Sanji held the baby in his arms and said in a choked voice to Shia, who had a beautiful face and a quiet and gentle temperament, lying on the hospital bed.

Her face was as pale as snow, and her breathing was extremely weak, as if she could disappear at any time.

Shia's physique was already very weak. At that time, I really shouldn't have been too arrogant, believed in Shia's words too much, and gave birth to the child. If Shia had an accident...

"Sanji..."

Shia's pale lips trembled slightly, her thin little hand raised with great effort, and she gently placed it on Sanji's hand.

"Just call... Gilleb... How about, Lieb... the slang in our hometown means medicine man... I hope our child... will be like his... his father when he grows up. Same...excellent."

"Okay... okay, I'll listen to you. Please, Shia, don't abandon me or our children."

Feeling Shia's increasingly weak breath, Sanchi has been living in a happy infancy. Sanchi has never known what tears are. Tears of sadness, regret, pain, and helplessness keep falling from his face. When the baby was sleeping, he was awakened by tears and immediately burst into tears. The cry seemed to contain a strong reluctance and call for his mother.

The nourishing herbs that Sanji risked his life to collect in the past few months were finally not in vain. He finally saved Shia's life in the moment of life and death. However, Shia became even weaker than before. He was so weak that he even lost the strength to walk out of the hospital bed.

Shia, who had saved her life, put a smile on Sanji's face again. Although Shia's body was weaker than before, at least she was still alive. Perhaps with Sanji, the future great pharmacist, to take care of her, she could be better than ordinary people. People live longer.

From the outside, it seems that the biggest crisis for the Sanchi family has finally been overcome, and there will be beautiful and happy days in the future.

Sanji was still obsessed with medicine, and spent almost all of his time outside of taking care of his wife and son on studying pharmacology. His hard work and hard work were also praised in the camp, and almost everyone was certain that Sanji would definitely become a doctor in the future. Become a great medicine man.

The change occurred when Gilleb was four years old. Some miracle caused the herbal seeds from deep in the forest, which were the most foul-tempered and most useless, to float to Rogge's camp. Roots took root near Ji's house.

In the spring of the next year, Sanchi tidied up and opened two medicinal fields where the herbs took root. After the spring, young shoots grew in the soil, and Sanchi's behavior became weird to outsiders. .

He devoted almost all his energy to these two medicinal fields, and the herbs growing in the medicinal fields were Tekunupu and Kapu Mau, which were recognized by pharmacists as the most difficult to collect and the most useless.

When the old pharmacist asked him why, he smiled and replied: "There are no useless herbs in this world, but they have not been discovered yet. I believe they must have their own uniqueness."

"and……"

After a pause, Sanji knelt down and gently stroked the hand that had just been unfolded for a long time, but it was well kept, without any wrinkles or defects.

"This scroll was still held tightly in my father's hand after he committed suicide. I have never opened it, but I guess it should be the one he has been studying." As he spoke, Gilleb revealed an unknown expression. Is it a mockery or a sad smile, and then handed it over.

but. The old pharmacist did not continue: "Don't you think that even if you don't intend to inherit your father's research, this scroll should be opened by your own son?

After being stunned for a moment, Gilleb obeyed the old pharmacist's instructions. With his hands trembling slightly, he unfolded the scroll and read it carefully.

Suddenly, huge tears poured out of his dull pupils.

I stood next to him, stretched my head slightly, and saw the contents.

"I have been suppressing Shia's condition. I originally thought I could live a stable life like this... I didn't expect that after giving birth... it actually broke out... I couldn't suppress it anymore...

This disease... has certain similarities with congenital heart disease... Seeing Tekunupu and Kapu Mau... take root near my home... I think this is a hint from God... I must To save Shia...

I don’t want Gilleb to know that my mother is terminally ill... Maybe I should hide it... Right... Let’s do it... Research an antidote as soon as possible... I’m going to neglect Shia during this time... But Gilleb Very well-behaved and capable...I feel much more at ease...

Why...why...why...why...it's obviously still a little bit close...just a little bit...Shia's time is running out...I must do it as soon as possible...as soon as possible...

Those guys... forget it... now is not the time for these bastards to care... I must be as soon as possible... as soon as possible... Damn it... Damn it... (blood stains)

The antidote has finally been researched... It's a pity... Shia left yesterday... I'm such a damn guy... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry...

At the bottom, there is a list of herbal formulas stained with dark red blood. The name of the medicine is Gilleb.