The Exhausting Reality of Novel Transmigration

nd, observing Cassion and Diana’s movements.

I was worried about them getting overpowered, but they took the lead much easier than I expected of them.

What’s this, they’re making me proud.

‘My kids grew up so fast.’

With that kind of feeling.

My gaze towards Cassion and Diana flashed with a bit of satisfaction, but then one bulky log got flung through the air.

“Aaaargh!”

There was a man who tried to sneak up on Diana and Cassion with a blunt weapon, but he instead let out a pained groan because he got hit by that log.

Well, maybe rather than a groan, he let out something close to an anguished scream instead.

“…What did you just do?”

Logan asked me, baffled.

It’s beyond me why he had such a look on his face.

Shrugging my shoulders, I replied casually.

“I mean, that guy was sneaking up on them from behind, you know.
Shouldn’t I help a bit?”

Since this was a real, hands-on experience, it would be great if they could work this out on their own, but…

If I’m going to raise those kids up to be strong, I can’t exactly let them get their heads bashed, now can I?

Unconvinced by my explanation, Logan shook his head.
Then, as he recalled something, he opened his lips again.

“By chance, is it allowed to throw just anything with that much force?”

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“I don’t know about just any other thing, but… For the most part, until the point of memory loss is fine.”

“Alright, good to hear.
Then, shall I poison them to induce a bit of memory loss? I think that’s a good step to protecting ourselves, too.”

Hm?

I don’t know how he came to that kind of conclusion.
Even so, the look in Logan’s eyes was sincere.

I looked to the side at Blanca and wordlessly asked just what kind of development was this now.

Perhaps because she had already shown her face to me so she had her veil pulled up, but…

With her silver eyes curved into arcs, she answered.

“Logan’s specialty is making poison, you see.”

Ah, so that’s it.

It wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear, but this enough was an interesting piece of new information.

‘Then in the original novel, did Logan make that poison?’

It’s only natural to come to this conclusion.
But as I thought until here, another question arose.

For example, Logan’s job description and specialty were two different things.

“Logan is a doctor though.”

Doctors were supposed to heal illnesses, yet poison was a cause of such illnesses.

It didn’t make sense to give both the illness and the medicine.
Wasn’t it strange to do both at the same time?

“The process of making medicine and poison is similar.
The knowledge to save someone can also be used to kill someone, don’t you think?”

“Ah, that…”

Actually makes sense.

Come to think of it, I know someone similar from my second transmigration.

Among my brothers who were sage transcendentals, there was one who was adept in handling both poison and medicine.

He could make deadly poisons, but at the same time, he also made miraculous elixirs.

After drinking such a thing, if your pressure points could also be dealt well, then it’s possible to massively improve one’s own inner strength with just that elixir.

‘Yeah, I’ve learned a thing or two as well.’

The recipes to those kinds of elixirs were usually kept secret.
And because the way to make it was just in that one particular way, not just anyone could successfully make it.

However, he taught me how to make some of them.

I don’t exactly know why he did, but if I had to come up with a reason…

‘Maybe because he pitied me? If not, then I wonder if it’s because of a main character buff.’

That’s the best reason I could think of.
Anyway, I forgot about it because I didn’t have a need for the elixir in the third transmigration.

Now though, it might be helpful to have it on hand.

For myself.
Or perhaps, for Cassion.

“If you make the poison… Then you can make the medicine for it too, can’t you?”

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When I asked Logan, he nodded back.

“Well, it’s not outside my skill set.”

“Oh, then there’s something I’ll ask you to make later, so can you make that medicine for me?”

Of course, the elixirs that’ll be made would be limited.

Since the worldbuilding here was vastly different, there’s naturally many ingredients that didn’t exist in this world.

However, there were certainly things that did.

Although an elixir that would be made with much rarer ingredients would work better, still, elixir was elixir.

For a moment, Logan didn’t answer.

He glanced sideways at Blanca.

Just like a cat making a probing glance towards its owner.

Blanca only smiled without answering verbally.
A momentary flash of exhaustion appeared on Logan’s expression, but after that, he carefully asked one question.

“It’s not some strange medicine, is it?”

“Do I seem like a person who’d ask for such a thing?”

“……”

…Yeah, I do seem like that kind of person.
Isn’t this a bit regrettable? A moment of silence passed over.

Pfft.

But it was soon broken as Blanca giggled.

Trying and failing to hold back her laughter, Blanca’s lips trembled in her mirth.

Logan’s silence looked like a positive sign.

I glanced at her for a second, then I turned to Logan again.

Hesitating for one moment more, he eventually nodded.

“Yes, if that’s the case, well… I’ll try to make it.”

“This sounds fun.
If you need any ingredients, I’ll prepare them all for you.
In return, please show me the medicine once it’s done, yes?”

When Logan answered, Blanca added this.

I said yes since I was going to ask Blanca to get the ingredients anyway.

I’m feeling quite satisfied.

Like an ox that took one step back and caught a mouse in the process.

‘It would be really nice if we can successfully make the elixir…’

With this thought in mind, I slowly turned my attention back towards Cassion.

 

 

t/n: sage transcendental: a sagely person who, through meditation or some zen-like cultivation, has reached the highest point of purity, becoming sort of a demi-god figure with extraordinary powers.
these beings usually dwell deep in the forest or mountains, away from civilization, and far out of reach of earthly matters.