Trapped in a Game That Flopped Chapter 105

Episode 105

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'……Liv is sick?'

I searched my mory to see if such a case existed in the original scenario. Of course, it didn't. Because the user doesn't play the role of an apothecary.

But perhaps because I had just seen Nise's past through the eyeball monster. For so reason, I felt like I knew why Liv was sick.

"What are you doing, Apothecary! Aren't you coming!"

Lost in thought, I was urged on by the priest and had no choice but to retrace my steps. I wanted to go back to my room and turn on the chat imdiately, but I still needed to faithfully play the part of the apothecary for now.

"Yes, yes. I'm coming……"

Besides, I had sothing to confirm with Liv anyway, so I answered half-heartedly and followed the priest.

'Is that bastard scared I'll get revenge for shoving into the room next to the Crown Prince?'

I suddenly thought, glaring at the back of the bastard's head as he walked half a step ahead of . Of course, I wouldn't forget my revenge. Once the temple main quest is over, I'll ban all the damn priests.

"……Where and how is the Saintess sick?"

For now, I held it in and asked.

"Th-That is…… I don't know the details. She just urgently asked to bring the apothecary……"

The priest, glancing at , finally slowed his pace.

"However, her complexion was extrely pale, so she seed very unwell."

"I see. I'm worried, so let's hurry."

After my soulless reply, we walked quickly without speaking. By the ti we quickly reached the beginning of the west wing corridor, opposite the central hall.

"……Were you out for a walk so early in the morning?"

The priest suddenly asked. He seed quite puzzled that I had left my room at the crack of dawn.

"Yes, well……"

As I vaguely answered, another question ca.

"Um…… Is His Highness the Crown Prince alright?"

"His Highness the Crown Prince?"

"Your room was moved so you could attend to His Highness, wasn't it. His Holiness seed greatly concerned about His Highness's insomnia……"

I wondered why he was suddenly bringing up Kassel. It seed an order had co down to probe the Crown Prince's movents through .

The mont I realized that, I suddenly rembered what he had said before we parted at dawn.

"If you're really grateful, and anyone asks if you prescribed sleep potions, tell them the truth: that you didn't."

It felt incredibly strange. As if Kassel had predicted this entire situation. At the sa ti, another of his voices flashed through my mind.

"When you co here a few hundred tis, you can't help but find out."

'No way, does "a few hundred tis" an……'

For a mont, my heart sank with an unidentifiable sense of strangeness and bizarreness. I tried not to think deeply about it, but it was a very unsettling thing to say.

'I must rember to check with the developers.'

While I was thinking that.

"……Apothecary?"

Finding my lack of response strange, the priest slowed down and called . I looked back at his smooth face and answered indifferently.

"Well, His Highness seems to be alright."

"Haha. It must be because the Apothecary's sleep potion is so effective……"

"I didn't prescribe him a sleep-inducing potion, though?"

"……Pardon?"

When I cut the priest off and said that, he made a dumbfounded expression. I thought I knew why Kassel had looked so cheerful when he ntioned ssing with the Pope. Seeing the stupid face of the priest bastard, who had unknowingly ssed with , felt incredibly refreshing.

"The only thing I gave His Highness was a health potion. He said he didn't need a sleep potion."

"B-But…… Th-Then does that an His Highness couldn't sleep last night?"

"How would I know that? How would I, in the room next door, know if His Highness slept last night or not?"

"Uh……"

I shrugged, and the priest bastard just gaped, unable to retort. Feeling a little mischievous, I muttered as if to myself.

"But when I last saw him yesterday evening, he looked extrely tired, as if he would fall asleep any second……"

"I-Is that so?"

"Hmm, maybe not? He seed fine, too……"

"Ah……"

The change in the priest's expression, from brightening up to imdiately becoming crestfallen, was quite amusing.

Seeing him reveal his thoughts so openly, it seed this bastard wasn't deeply involved in the 'Fake Disaster'.

Therefore, just as he had shown his hand to , there was a high probability he would relay my words exactly to the Pope.

'Go ahead and rack your brain, wondering where it all went wrong.'

I hid my smirking face under my hood and thoroughly mocked the Pope, whose ntal state must be in tatters by now.

"Ah, we've already arrived."

In that ti, we had reached the front of the Saintess's room.

"I'll be going in then."

"Y-Yes…… Please take good care of her."

I turned my back rcilessly on the still-dazed priest. And I knocked on the Saintess's door.

Knock knock.

"Saintess, it's the apothecary."

"……Co in."

From beyond the door, a strangely weak permission ca back. I imdiately opened the door and went inside.

'Ugh. What's that sll.'

Unlike yesterday, a nauseating sll wafted from the Saintess's room. For a mont, I almost gagged, but I barely managed not to show it and walked on. She had called soone at the crack of dawn, saying she was sick, but Liv was sitting surprisingly upright at the edge of her bed.

"I heard you were sick. Are you alright?"

"I coughed quite a bit during the night. I-I couldn't breathe. Um…… because of the allergy reaction."

"Ah, I see."

I nodded and imdiately approached her, holding out a potion.

[Mushroom Allergy Redy]

In any case, thanks to the Crown Prince, I now had a reason to continue staying at the temple.

Therefore, I gave her the original redy I had given Nise, not the diluted one.

Anyway, the allergy was probably the least of Liv's worries right now.

Gulp.

Liv drank the redy I offered without a word.

"How is it? Do you feel a bit better?"

I asked as she set the bottle down. An ambiguous answer ca back with an awkward smile.

"W-Well. I think I feel a bit better…… I'm not sure."

"How is the skin rash? Should I apply the ointnt to your body like yesterday?"

"The rash is fine! Really!"

Liv waved her hands frantically, stopping , as if so other change had occurred to her body besides the rash.

Then, she finally glanced at cautiously and got to the point.

"Um…… I've been feeling low on energy in various ways lately. Could I perhaps get so health potions?"

"Health potions?"

"Yes. I usually carry a few just in case, but I didn't know it was an allergy and ended up using them all……"

She smiled sheepishly, her face identical to Nise's.

Now I was starting to understand.

The health potions the Saintess supposedly carried because she couldn't use her healing power on herself weren't solely for her own use.

I looked at Liv and recited a lie nonchalantly.

"I apologize, but I am a lowly apothecary from the outskirts. I do not possess high-grade potions suitable for esteed individuals like the Saintess."

"I-It doesn't have to be high-grade! Mid-grade…… no, even low-grade! Just enough to heal wounds is fine."

At my words, Liv's eyes widened, and she shook her head, speaking urgently. She seed quite desperate.

At that, I theatrically stepped closer to her and asked.

"Heal wounds, you say? Are you injured sowhere, Saintess?"

"No! I'm not injured anywhere. Just in case…… D-Don't co closer!"

Liv scrambled back as if I were a monster, suddenly leaning in to examine her. A strong rotten stench wafted from her as she retreated completely onto the bed.

'Uugh! Damn ga, why did you make the stink so realistic!'

This ti, it was hard to hold back the gag reflex. I tried my best to breathe through my mouth and spoke quickly.

"I need to examine the injured area closely to prescribe a suitable potion."

"I-I told you I'm not injured! I'm fine. Really!"

Seeing Liv pull the blanket over herself with a very flustered face, I finally took a few steps back from the bed. I couldn't stand it much longer either.

"If you're not going to use them yourself, Saintess, why do you need health potions? You can just use holy water."

"That is…… just for ergency purposes……"

As I continued to press her, the flustered Liv just rambled incoherently. It would have been better to just insist she needed them for herself, but she didn't seem to have the presence of mind for that.

I stopped the leading questions and asked directly.

"Why. Is it because your healing power doesn't work anymore?"

"Wh-What…… Gasp!"

Naturally, the color drained from Liv's face. She gaped repeatedly, as if unable to believe that I, a re apothecary, knew that secret. I looked at her and snapped coldly.

"You enjoyed playing Saintess all this ti, using soone else's power?"

"Y-You! Who are you……? How do you know that……!"

"?"

I considered how to answer Liv, who asked again with a breathless expression, and replied.

"Nise's best friend."

Well, he did kiss my hand, so we must be at least best friends.