Dimitry kept this mornings shipnt a secret. Given the nature of its contents, he had no choice.
The Church was a continental force capable of crushing empires and likely had spies lurking among the populace. If they discovered the sacrosanct yellow rocks, the ones that were heretical for him to own, Dimitry would attract unwanted attention. Especially once religious authorities learned that demons harvested them.
The thought of six crates of sulfur leading to a kingdoms downfall was strange. And yet, Sophies fearful response and the queens warning left Dimitry unwilling to tempt fate. Limiting who knew about the controversial chemical was imperative to Maltens survival. His survival.
Among the privileged few in the know were the staff of this worlds first chemistry lab. Midday light pouring through orange stained glass windows illuminated their forward-leaning postures as they fiddled with dievalesque equivalents to cutting edge equipnt: uneven green beakers, pestles, mortars, and forceps.
A gray-haired man lifted a yellow stone slling faintly of rotten eggs and dropped it into a balance scales pan. The seesaw shaped weighing device tilted too far to the left. Clewin added too much sulfur. How exact do I have to be?
As exact as possible. Dimitry dragged a ceramic pestle across a matching mortars walls, powdering any charcoal caught between the two. Rember, seventy-five percent potassium nitrate, fifteen percent charcoal, and ten percent sulfur.
One of Clewins three apprentices looked up, her expression puzzled and in awe at basic math.
Her ntor wasnt as impressed. Clewins eyes furrowed. And this is supposed to kill heathens?
If we do it right, it is.
I dont an to doubt your thods, but I never heard of holy sands killing anything before.
Thats because sulfur isnt just holy sand. Dimitry tapped the side of the mortar to loosen charcoal stuck to the walls. It's a chemical with far more exciting uses than baptizing newborns or whatever the Church does with it.
Clewin cut chunks from the sulfurous rock until the balance scales beam aligned with the tables edge. What kind of uses?
Rifles, cannons, and bombs.
Bombs? How do you an?
Were people in this world unaware of explosive weapons? Dimitry lowered his pestle. As soon as we combine all three powders, youll see what Im talking about. Is everyone ready?
Is the potasem saltpeter good enough? An apprentice slid a bowl full of white dust across the table. I dont think I can crush it any more.
Dimitry dipped a finger into the bowl to discover a soft sensation mimicking fine chalk. Although a few potassium nitrate crystal fragnts remained, he couldnt expect perfect results without equipnt capable of milling on a microscopic level. Looks good. How about the sulfur?
I have it, Jade Surgeon. A woman wearing a brown apron cradled a small plate as she scuttered through the forr church. I hope it ets your expectations.
So did he.
Thank you. Dimitry placed all three chemicals into a neat row. At last, he had every ingredient necessary to make black powder. However, now that he did, Dimitry didnt know how to proceed.
His ti in university chemistry labs told him that most exothermic reactions required activation energy before they could start, but what did that entail? Would the mixture explode if combined without appropriate procedures or equipnt? If shaken? Only when placed near an open fla?
The closest Dimitry got to handling black powder was when he dabbled with fireworks on New Years eve. Since they were illegal in his city, he launched only small rockets. How he wished to have experinted more back then. A lack of understanding ant that caution was the best way forward. There was no point in risking his own or his employees safety. Everyone step back. This could be dangerous.
Caution in his eye, Clewin nodded. B-be careful. He stepped back until he bumped into the rooms far side wall.
The apprentices did the sa.
Holding his breath, Dimitry poured crushed sulfur and potassium nitrate into the ceramic pestle containing the charcoal he ground earlier.
While so powder drifted into the air, it didnt explode.
So far, so good.
Dimitry swirled the mixture until it beca uniform.
Still no explosion.
Although having intact fingers relieved him, Dimitrys brows furrowed. The powders appearance was strange. He brought it closer to his face.
Clewin approached with hesitant steps. You all right? Not receiving a response, he glanced inside the pestle. Is it supposed to look like that?
Im not sure.
You called it black powder, right?
Yeah.
It looks kinda gray to .
Dimitry placed the mixture onto the table. Despite following the visions formula precisely, the black powder he made was more gray than black. Why? Did this worlds chemistry differ from Earths? A possibility, but a conclusion best saved for when all other explanations failed.
The presence of impurities was more plausible. Although sulfur and potassium nitrates lack of discoloration indicated purity, Maltens charcoal burners stacked many additives onto wood before setting it all alight. There could be countless contaminants in their product. But did it matter? Would the gray color decrease efficacy? There was only one way to find out. Lets go to the roof, I want to test
The sound of grinding tools and crunching powder.
Dimitrys heart skipped a beat. His head twisted to see a horrifying sight.
An apprentice pounding at the black powder mixture.
Dont! Dimitry grabbed her pestle and mortar before an untily explosion turned her face into a modern art exhibit.
She bowed. S-sorry, Jade Surgeon.
It could have blown up in your hands. Never grind black powder after all the components are mixed. Understand?
My apologies.
Be more careful. I can fix a cut, but I cant replace your limbs.
Is it really that dangerous? Clewin asked.
I hope so. Dimitry pointed to a small, wooden container he purchased from a local blacksmith. Get the tinderbox, and well find out.
The gray-haired man grabbed the dieval matches, then, with three apprentices in tow, followed him up a set of spiral stairs.
Winters gale chilled Dimitry when he reached the forr churchs weather exposed roof. Beyond the lavish, decorative arches overlooking Maltens streets, iron-reinforced buildings sandwiched frozen roads supporting figures huddled in loose rags and people whose skin was no longer purple. Although their plague vanished, starvation, holessness, and frostbitten extremities remained.
Dimitry couldnt afford to house and feed everyone. He could, however, help keep heathens from trampling them before spring arrived. Or at least he hoped he could. If his discolored black powder failed to work, neither explosives nor flintlocks would be a possibility. This city would have to survive on limited soldiers and a dwindling vol supply.
He licked his thumb and raised it, leaving it prey to a drifting cold. The frail wind made for suitable testing conditions. Dimitry crouched and tilted the mortar in his hand to pour a thin line of black powder onto the granite floor.
Clewin massaged the burn scar on his neck. What should I do?
Start a fire at one end to light the trail.
Is that safe?
Good to see you being cautious. Dimitry stood. Normally, you wouldnt want even a spark near explosives because it could set all of them off, but its fine when theres this little. We have to test it sohow.
Clewin paused, nodded, and gripped a horseshoe-shaped piece of steel in one hand and a flint rock in the other. He struck them several tis before falling sparks lit a cloth fragnt on fire. After placing it beside the black powder trail, he jumped back.
The apprentices looked on with wide-open eyes as scant white smoke slling of spent fireworks rose from the burning mixture.
Dimitrys eyes fixated on the fire crawling along a line of gray-tinted black powder. He watched it with bated breath. However, unlike the others, his focus didnt originate from child-like astonishnt. It ca from the nagging desperation building in his abdon. Fear that the substance wouldnt be powerful enough. That producing gunpowder wasnt as simple as he thought. If he failed, this night of repentance would be just as bad as the month prior.
Several excruciating seconds passed before the fla reached the end of the trail. The black powder burnt, smoldered.
But it did so slowly.
From the perspective of this worlds residents, the weapon must have been a knick-knack that provided montary entertainnt. An expensive toy that served no purpose.
And their assessnt would have been accurate.
Dimitry knelt beside the exhausted flas and ran his finger through a residue that shouldnt have existed. The black powder in the relics vision combusted almost instantly and without leaving much remnants. His did not. What did he do wrong? Was it an error on his part? Were the chemicals contaminated?
His questions had no answers. All he knew was, the black powder he made was useless.
The worst-case scenario.
Without the ability to ignite rapidly, it couldnt propel an iron pellet nor generate enough pressure required for explosives.
Dimitrys boot tapped restlessly against the ground. Could he correct the faults before massive stone contraptions raided the city at the end of the month?
Clewin straightened his wind-ruffled gray hair. That was interesting, but how are we supposed to use this on heathens? Do we set them on fire?
Ill show you later. Dimitry maintained a calm expression despite growing doubts. For now, I want you four to keep grinding chemicals as finely as you can. Dont mix them until I tell you to. Black powder ignites only after its components are combined.
R-right.
Haste in his step, Dimitry strode down the forr churchs stairs.
There was much to do and little ti.
The muffled banter of recently housed and employed hospital staff echoed from the downstairs cathedral dormitory. It leaked from the floor to bring unfitting liveliness to a quiet office containing a brainstorming surgeon and his grooming faerie companion. Precious ran a cloth down her green wings, their gentle chiming nearly inaudible amongst distant chatter and winter winds whistling through the cracks of boarded windows.
But the frigid frost didnt bother Dimitry. His racing thoughts wrestled with a more urgent problem. Elbows resting on his granite desks surface, his eyes fixated on the golf ball-sized relic in front of him. He had spent all afternoon studying its five repeating visions, hoping to solve the black powder problem.
His only lead ca from the scene of a faceless man loading and shooting an arquebus. They used two types of gunpowder: a chunky variety to propel the lead pellet within the weapons barrel, and a finer derivative as priming powder.
Neither resembled the product Dimitry produced. They burned instantly, in a cloud of white smoke, and their granulated forms hinted at an unknown process between mixing powdered reagents and using them in weaponry.
What was the missing step?
Or were there multiple missing steps?
And what purpose did they serve?
How the hell was he supposed to figure it out?
Dimitry rested his forehead against the cold desks surface. Although he had a background in chemistry, working in several laboratories before landing a spot in dical school, there was no way for him to reverse engineer a manufacturing process refined over hundreds of years.
Was there?
Precious yawned. Dumitry, you need to relax a little.
I am relaxed.
Are you seriously trying to lie to ?
Yes. Dimitry leaned back in his chair and glanced inside a padded blanket drawer containing a lounging faerie. Itd work better if you stopped reading my emotions.
Couldnt even if I wanted to. Precious looked up, revealing golden irises peeking from under blonde bangs. You know what your problem is?
Dimitry sighed. Im sure youre going to tell .
Sticking your nose in other peoples business.
Its strange hearing that from a creature that cant stay out of my head.
Precious paced inside the drawer with her hands behind her back like a tiny, lecturing professor. Youre a doctor, right?
Right.
Youre good at poking people with sharp sticks and doingand doing whatever it is you do. Right?
Close enough.
Precious stopped walking. So why are you getting involved in politics and diplomacy and weapons now, too? Youve been staring at that stupid relic all evening, and its just making you panic. Just admit youre not good at everything.
I thought you enjoyed seeing people panic.
Not the ones that feed . You know how hard itll be to find another human if you go off the deep end? Let tell you: really hard.
A grin spread across Dimitrys face. Is that your way of saying youre worried about ?
You wish. Precious wrapped her shivering arms around her torso before huddling in a drawer corner. And look, I lost my warm spot because of you. Cant you do sothing about the cold?
Ill get around to it soday. Dimitry leaned back in his chair and looked up at a granite ceiling. Negotiating with demons, hunting Church spies, developing firearms he knew little about. Maybe Dimitry was reaching beyond his station. Perhaps one day, he would climb a tree he couldnt get down from, leaving him trapped in a ruse of his own devising.
And yet, he couldnt afford to do nothing. The night of repentance drew closer by the day, the hour, the minute, the second, and if the result of last month was anything to go by, this city wouldnt survive unscathed. What if the walls completely crumbled this ti? Would heathens trample everyone beneath their feet?
How many would die?
His expertise as a surgeon did nothing to help people once they passed. But he did have sothing else. Sothing no one other person in this world dida modern education. Centuries of contemporary thought and tribulations in history. Although Dimitry wasnt an expert in much besides dicine, his fragnted mories could help him survive in the last bastion of humanity willing to take him in.
That was why he couldnt sit idle.
A gentle knocking against the forr studys door. Mr. Dimitry?
It was his head nurse.
Watch your head, Dimitry whispered to Precious.
Wai
He slamd her drawer shut and stood. Lili, you can co in.
The nurse rushed into his office. The pink ribbon tying her red hair into a ponytail rested over her brown apronattire unsuitable to her profession. Dimitry would have to get his employees proper uniforms one of these days.
Mr. Dimitry, theres a man who says he feels like soone is slicing his belly open from the inside.
Guess that ant Dimitrys brief break was over. This ti, it was a patient with a vague symptom. The cause could have been anything from diverticulitis to kidney stones. Dimitry strode past her and through the doorway. Did he complain about anything else?
Hands curled to her chest, Lili trailed behind him. He said so people had to carry him here because of the pain.
Why? Does it hurt so much that he cant move?
I dont know. He said the pain got worse when walking. His wife is with him now.
Dimitry ran down one of the forr cathedrals towers. Did they say exactly where it hurts?
II didnt ask. It sounded excruciating, so I ca to get you as soon as possible. My apologies, Mr. Dimitry.
You made the right call. Like I say, if you have a patient you cant treat on your own, co to . dicine isnt sothing you should learn through trial and error.
Ill watch carefully.
Good girl.
Girl?
An inquisitive glare dug into Dimitrys back. He glanced over his shoulder to see a pretty, freckle-faced girl with furrowed eyebrowsone who appeared to be the sa age as him. Although he transferred into this world with a youthful body, it did little to alter his tendencies to speak like soone in their mid-thirties. Sorry. Force of habit.
Lili smiled. Be more careful next ti, Mr. Dimitry. You reminded of my father for a mont.
A good man, I hope.
Stubborn, but kind.
Her words reminded Dimitry of his own father. Was he still there? In that rickety house overlooking the suburbs from a street corner? Those creaky floorboards. The speakers echoing mindless shooting and explosions as his dad watched television from his favorite living room sofa.
Mr. Dimitry?
Just as Lilis words put Dimitry into a reminiscing trance, they also pulled him out of it.
Co on, lets go. He marched through the cathedrals bottom floor, past giant marble arches, and two rows of recycled beds. His untrained porters and housekeepers chatted away in small groups beside granite walls. The only qualities his hospital shared with a proper one were busy nurses, freezing air, and lingering death.
Dimitry entered his makeshift ergency room and approached the only man clutching his abdon. The first step was to establish friendly relations with the patient and their family. He smiled before opening with his standard greeting.
Hello. My na is Dimitry Stukov, and Im the surgeon here. I believe youve already t my nurse, Lili Jung. How should I refer to you two?
J-Jade Surgeon, said a woman hovering over the patient. Clet was just sitting and
Thats not what he asked, the man interrupted her. My na is Clet, and Phye here is my wife. She gets like this when shes worried.
Although Phye went silent, she continued to fidget in place.
Her panic didnt help the situation. Dimitry dragged a chair forward. Can you sit down and take a few deep breaths for ? I promise well take excellent care of your husband.
Phye hesitantly complied.
Clet, Dimitry said, Lili told you had pain in your belly. Can you point to where it hurts?
His finger moved towards the bottom right of his stomach. It doesnt hurt so much right now, but if I get up, it feels like Im getting stabbed.
When did it start?
It got really bad last night. I couldnt sleep at all.
But is that when it started?
I-Im not sure. Clets hand moved towards the center of his swollen belly. It kind of hurt here yesterday, but it wasnt so bad.
Can you describe how it felt before it beca bad?
Maybe like a dull aching?
The first thing that ca to Dimitrys mind was appendicitisa common complaint he heard while working in the ergency room. Patients initially experienced vague pain near their belly button, which then worsened as it shifted towards their abdons lower right quadrant. Every symptom matched Clets exactly. If the diagnosis was correct, vertical movent should aggravate the discomfort.
Clet, can you jump up and down for ?
Jade Surgeon, I I think I would die.
That painful? Dimitry placed the back of his hand on the patients forehead. It was hot. They had a feverevidence of a bacterial infection. If it resulted in an inflad appendix, bowel obstruction was more than a possibility. Do you have trouble passing gas?
W-what?
Is it hard to fart?
Cheeks red, Clet glanced at his wife. Maybe a little.
Dimitry nodded. Theres no need to feel embarrassed, its a common problem. How about diarrhea or constipation? Anything like that?
I I couldnt go at all this morning.
Did you vomit? Do you feel nauseous?
I dont think so.
Severe pain, despite a lack of nausea, eliminated gastroenteritis. The location of the discomfort made diverticulitis unlikely. However, it was too early to assu the culprit was appendicitis.
Lili stepped closer. What do you think, Mr. Dimitry?
Im not completely sure yet, but Clets appendix might rupture.
Appendix? she asked.
Its a little pouch attached to the intestines.
M-my appendix? Clet asked.
Yes, Dimitry said. Im going to press down on it. Tell if the pain gets better or worse. Ready?
Clet tensed as if in anticipation of intolerable pain. When Dimitry jabbed deep into the patients abdon, their eyes slowly opened. It hurt when you pushed down, but the pain is gone now. Am I am I cured?
Unfortunately not. Dimitry kept his finger pressed into the mans abdon. Lili, this spot is called McBurneys point and is where the appendix is usually found. If the pain gets better when I push down on it but worsens when I quickly let go, it ans his appendix is inflad. Thats what is called a positive Blumberg sign. Rember those words.
What are McBurney and Blumberg? She asked. Are those organs, too?
Dimitry held back a laugh. No, theyre genius surgeons from where I co from. Ill tell you more about it later. For now, just know that a positive Blumberg sign ans that the patients appendix is more likely to be infected. Clet, get ready. Dimitry quickly retracted his finger.
The patient groaned and grasped their belly.
Clet! Phye jumped from her seat. Are you okay?
It felt like soone cut into with a hot knife.
Try not to worry too much, Phye. Were a step closer to fixing your husbands illness.
Lili studied Dimitry. Her eager eyes, like those of a child overwheld by the mysterious workings of a space shuttle launch, demanded an explanation. What now?
Dimitry sighed. He would have liked to get a blood test, CAT scan, or at least a pelvic ultrasonography done to support his diagnosis, but this world didnt have such luxuries. Resorting to simpler thods was all he could do. Next, well look for the psoas and obturator signs. Clet, Ill be moving your leg. Tell if theres any pain.
Y-Yes, Jade Surgeon.
After several pained groans, Dimitry confird his initial diagnosis. The patient had an inflad appendix that could burst at any mont. Although removing the organ was the standard treatnt, it was also one he preferred to avoid. Open surgery was a death sentence in this world. That was why Dimitry opted for a more expensive, yet equally effective option. He retrieved an aquamarine vol pellet from a pouch.
Magic? Phye uttered. Will that really
Lili held the womans hand. Itll be fine, Mrs. Phye. The Jade Surgeon does this often.
Clet, I want to cast a spell on your belly. It wont hurt, and your pain will improve soon. If you had a normal infection, I would have you lay down on an enchanted blanket, but your condition requires imdiate treatnt. If I dont do this now, theres a good chance your appendix would burst before tomorrow. Itll be too late for to do anything after that.
Please. Clets breathing grew ragged. Make it quick.
Dimitry placed his palm against the mans lower right abdon. He channeled the energy surging into his body through his other hand, imagining bacterial DNA denaturing via intense heat. Preservia.
Phye watched her husband with worried eyes. Is is that it?
Yes. Hell be fine soon. Dimitry rinsed his hands in a bowl of alcohol and water. The infection is gone, but itll take ti for his appendix to shrink to normal size. Well keep Clet in the hospital until were sure hes ready to leave. Probably around morning. You can stay with him until then if youd like. We also serve food in case youre hungry. However, dont let your husband have any. Itll put extra pressure on his stomach.
The woman pulled a pouch out from under her dress and fished inside. The jangling of coins ca from within. How much do we owe you? We cant do much more than a gold.
Itll be three silvers at most. A lady nad Claricia will co to collect it before you leave. For now, let Clet rest. He needs it.
Thank you!
Youre very welco. Dimitry nodded, then walked towards his office.
Lili bowed to her patient before catching up with him. You never told about the appendix.
Theres a lot I didnt tell you about. When it cos to dicine, theres always more to learn. Itll take ti. Lots and lots of ti.
Can you draw a diagram like last ti?
Although Dimitry intended to brood over black powder so more, he couldnt deny Lilis request after seeing the spring in her step, the curiosity gleaming in her eyes. She was his most promising nurse. Her insatiable thirst for knowledge was greater than any pre-d student that shadowed him on Earth, and her ability to grasp concepts as good as any resident. Lets go do that now.
Two pairs of boots tapped against the cathedrals polished granite floor, their resulting clacks echoing through a vast, empty hall on the second floor. Before long, Dimitrys footsteps rung alone.
He looked back.
Lili stood in place, fiddling with the pink bow on her ponytail.
Are you all right?
Mr. Dimitry
The sight of a confident girl hesitating to speak stopped Dimitry in his tracks. What is it?
Can you teach your magic? She t his gaze. If it helps, I learned illumina from my fathers adviser. I know youre always busy, but
Unlike Lilis previous request, this one was tough to oblige. Dimitrys spells relied on scientific principles. Demonstrable truths people in this world explained away by relying on celestial arrangents and holy declarations. Even for soone as bright as her, it would take a long ti to untangle her dated education.
And yet, a sorceress nurse would be helpful to have around.
Dimitry smiled. I promise to tutor you soday. For now, learn from as much science as you can.
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