Chapter 22

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While Astelle put down her luggage, Theor ran to an arrowhead-shaped window on one wall.

Theor grabbed the window sill and shouted, "Aunt Astelle, look over there! I can see the village."

"Theor, you have to be careful not to fall off."

Through the window, a small village could be seen at a glance.

Along with the square vegetable garden, small houses were gathered.

It was peaceful scenery.

Through the white clouds in the distance, the gray mountain ranges were also seen.

Astelle looked out the window unintentionally and found an unusual sight.

On top of the dried branches, she could see dried petals.

It was a silver plum blossom.

It is a flower that blooms white like a dove's wings, but somehow, the fluffy petals were all withered.

'You're sick.'

Looking out the window, Astelle looked at the silver plum tree standing in the garden and thought so vaguely.

The death of the silver plum blossoms was a harbinger of illness.

At this time, when silver plum blossoms withered for no reason, a terrible contagious disease occurred in the village each time.

'Innes fever.'

It was an endemic disease common in the northeast of the continent.

In the past six years of living in the East, Astelle has witnessed silver plum blossoms like that several times.

And at that time, new tombs began to appear.

'If you take medicine within the time limit when you get sick, you'll be better.'

Innes fever is a disease that can be easily cured with only medicine.

However, poor farmers were often victims of sickness because they could not take medicine.

This is because there was no way to make medicines in the old countryside where there were no pharmacists even though herbs were scattered around them.

'Fortunately, there seems to be no big deal yet.'

knock knock

Someone knocked on the door.

"Lady, I brought refreshments."

The old maid brought the teacup and cookies to the tray.

Theor quickly ran toward it.

On the tray was hot chocolate with a sweet chocolate scent.

"Can I eat it?"

"Sure, Young Master."

The maid handed Theor a small cup of hot chocolate.

"Thank you."

A smile appeared in the maid's wrinkled face as Theor took the hot chocolate cup.

She also handed a teacup to Astelle.

"This is to warm your body."

It was a fragrant herbal tea.

"Thank you."

The moment she took the teacup from the maid, the wrinkled fingers grasping the teacup touched Astelle's fingers slightly.

It was an instant moment, but Astelle looked closely at the fingers.

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