The witch hunt had begun. Rumors of it started spreading on an autumn evening, amidst a persistent drizzle. A carriage bearing the archbishop’s crest had been seen picking people up one after another in the alleys of the old capital,…
Previously: Zenos was called upon to treat the daughter of one of the Seven Great Noble Families. “Wow, this is amazing!” The next day. The voice filled with awe came from Cresson, who was sitting next to Zenos. The two…
I received a detailed map of the vicinity from Lumia-san and left the room. On the way out, someone tugged on my clothes. A small hand was holding me back. “Katia, you stay here for a bit.” “Ah, yes.” “Well…
Previously: After returning from a walk with Umin, Cresson came crying to Zenos. “I’ve been asked to treat the daughter of one of the Seven Noble Families.” In Zenos’s dorm room, Cresson spoke with a face that looked like he was…
“A g-game?” “Yes. A simple game.” Ulrich’s knees almost buckled, but he somehow managed to stand up and distance himself from Renée. He moved little by little, trying not to be noticed (although his movements were completely obvious), towards the…
Previously: Professor Goldrun received a request from a high-ranking noble to cure his daughter’s illness. The sun was sinking below the western horizon, and the sky was changing from a deep red to a light, dusky grey. Zenos, having finished his…
The soft sound of the pot simmering filled the restaurant. Nobuyuki was making stewed hamburg steak. The grilled hamburg steaks were slowly simmering in a thick demi-glace sauce. For today’s hospitality, the three of them, including Eva, discussed what kind…
Previously: Zenos went for a walk with Cresson and the Professor’s beloved dog, and treated the dog after an accident. “Welcome back, Professor.” It was evening when Goldrun returned to the Professor’s office at the Royal Healing Institute. He was greeted…
“Uh, um, are you… Lumia-san…?” It was Neil who asked the question. The three of us had the same question, though. “Indeed. I am Lumia of the Staff. A sprightly eighty years old.” You’ve got to be kidding. From any…