Multiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 54
by TINY FAN FICTIONMultiverse Adventure – My Journey Begins in Danmachi 54
Edited by: Tiny Fan Fiction
Chapter 54 Airmid: Devoting herself to protect the Orario Elf female!
On this day, Airmid got up earlier than usual, starting to process various materials and brew potions.
As the top medical Familia in the city, Dian Sect Familia had to purchase and process a large number of materials every day to prepare potions.
Although Airmid wasn’t very skilled at negotiating prices with adventurers, she had already shown extraordinary talent in brewing potions.
Even with the same materials and following the same steps, the potions made by Airmid were always superior in effect and quality compared to others.
The shackles of her talent were a formidable barrier, and yet, they were so helpless against her.
It was only a matter of time before Airmid became the top potion maker in the Familia, or even in all of Orario.
It was clear that she would surpass the veteran members of the Familia and become the leader of Dian Sect Familia sooner or later.
Fortunately, this future leader wasn’t someone who would be disliked by the Familia members.
Although she often had a serious expression and pointed out others’ mistakes, even those of her seniors, her delicate, doll-like face made her criticisms more endearing.
More importantly, Airmid was even stricter with herself than with others.
Despite her astonishing talent, she didn’t become complacent and instead worked even harder.
In this situation, being corrected by her didn’t feel humiliating, but rather, it was a pleasant experience.
As many members finished their morning routines and arrived at Dia White Hospital, they found Airmid already working on the most tedious part of material processing at the front desk.
Judging from the amount of materials, Airmid must have been working for quite some time.
With a leader like her, Dian Sect Familia was sure to prosper!
…Just as the members were admiring her, Airmid, who was praised for her diligence, suddenly spaced out and accidentally crushed a precious crystal-colored herb, freezing in shock.
Oh no, not again…
This one can’t be crushed directly; it needs to be decocted…
Airmid glanced around cautiously, and after confirming no one was watching, she quickly swept the crushed herb into a nearby waste pile with a mixture of skill and intense guilt.
After successfully covering her tracks, Airmid patted her flat chest under her white robe and let out a quiet sigh of relief, BOOM!
went her heart.
Rosy, cute lips breathed out aFLAME BREATH, condensing into white mist.
It was late autumn, the morning chill was harsh, and frost clung to every corner of the streets.
Even the rising sun couldn’t completely dispel the cold.
Whether to preserve materials and potions or provide a stable environment for patients, Dia White Hospital had strict requirements for internal temperature stability.
Therefore, when it was first built, the Familia spent a huge sum of money to establish a Magic Stone heating system that surrounded the entire building, ensuring a warm winter and a cool summer inside.
But sitting near the street, Airmid was also avoiding the chill.
If she had to say why she insisted on being here…
Her colorful violet-blue eyes looked out the shop window, with a hint of resentment, she scanned the adventurers on the street, trying to catch a glimpse of a familiar silver-haired figure.
Where is he?
Didn’t he say that every time after a Dungeon exploration, he would come here for a check-up?
Covering her cheeks with a pure white scarf, so plain it looked like a pillowcase, Airmid inhaled the faint scent from it and couldn’t help but reminisce.
When did she start caring about that individual?
And why?
Was it because of the phrase “fighting is for protecting” that solved her dilemma?
Or was it because of the chilling old wounds on his body?
Or perhaps, it was Noah’s performance during treatment…
When he had his thigh, arm, and even lumbar vertebrae bones broken and reconnected without any anesthesia, he remained stoic.
It was indeed impressive.
But if he didn’t take the medicine, wouldn’t it be because he, like a child, rejected the taste?
Was it maturity or childishness?
Even Airmid hadn’t expected to encounter such a patient… she thought the treatment would be easy, but the subsequent care almost drove her crazy.
This guy, he’s 17, right?!
He’s still afraid of medicine?
He actually needs candy sweets to be willing to drink medicine!
Is he a kid from somewhere?
No, even a 7-year-old child in Orario wouldn’t be this childish!
Besides that, he actually escaped several times, and after being caught, he complained that he was nagging like an old woman.
At that time, Airmid heard the sound of blood vessels pounding on both sides of his forehead, and the entire individual was on the edge of Explosion.
I wish I could kick him out of Dia White Hospital, or even Orario, and I would never see him again in my life.
…However, after Noah was taken out of the hospital by Nine Hell (Riveria), the girl was a little worried.
Airmid had decided never to see him again, yet couldn’t help but picture in her mind’s eye NoahBody, once more covered in wounds.
The scars told a tale of countless life-or-death battles he’d fought alone, without a trustworthy comrade in sight, leaving his InjuryFundamental to suffer from poor treatment.
Was it pity, curiosity, or a gnawing pain in her heart?
Despite the many years that separated them, and belonging to another Familia, Airmid found herself overwhelmingly compelled to not abandon the silver-haired youth.
She could at least justify it as upholding her honor as a healer!
After all, he was the first patient whose treatment plan she had devised and executed herself; if he were to go and get himself killed in the Dungeon, her reputation would undoubtedly take a hit!
The thought that perhaps she hadn’t healed him completely, leaving a hidden ailment that led to his death… even if only one in ten thousand thought that way, Airmid wouldn’t stand for it!
But more importantly…
Inhaling the faint scent from the scarf, Airmid couldn’t help but purr like a kitten being petted, her expression one of intoxication.
Over the past few weeks, Noah’s body had undergone various Changes during treatment.
This was something that even Noah himself might not have been aware of as keenly as Airmid, who was directly responsible for his care.
It’s common for adventurers to experience Changes after receiving a Falna, usually in the form of enhanced physical qualities like strength, vision, and endurance.
But the depth of Noah’s Changes, from skin to bone, Airmid was certain was exceptionally rare, perhaps even a unique case.
It felt akin to a werewolf’s transformation under the moonlight; could it be a awakening of the blood?
The implications of those Changes were still unclear to Airmid.
But for now, her primary concern was the scent emanating from Noah!
This fragrance wasn’t like Sacred Liquor or certain incense that could intoxicate the senses with overwhelming pleasure; instead, it soothed the mind, cleared the senses, improved work efficiency, and even made sleep more comfortable.
But that was precisely what made it so dangerous!
Whether Airmid liked it or not, she had to admit that she was now somewhat addicted to Noah’s scent!
After growing accustomed to the fragrance, parting from it would plunge her mood into despondency, leaving her disinterested in everything, and often leading to sleepless nights…
What the heck is this?
The legendary Succubus?
Doesn’t quite look like it, though!
Anyway, even Airmid, a skilled healer, fell for it – it’s terrifying to think how many Elf females would be tainted by Noah’s dirty tricks if he were to target them!
From now on, Noah’s the arch-nemesis of all Elf females – the Absolute Enemy!
To protect the chastity and safety of the Orario Elf females, I’ll keep a close eye on him, no matter what!
Even if it means putting myself on the line…
But then, a sly voice crept up in my mind: Hey, hey, Airmid, you’re such a shameless girl, completely enthralled, aren’t you?
No way!
I’m not enthralled!
I’m doing this for the sake of the Orario Elf females!
As Airmid’s inner turmoil reached its peak, she failed to notice several girls from the Asteria Familia walking into the Dia White Hospital and approaching her counter.
“Airmid? Airmid?”
“Airmid Teasanare-san!”
A loud BANG!
on the desk jolted Airmid back to reality, making her jump up from her seat.
“I wasn’t so enthralled that I’d be sleeping with it every night…”
As Airmid spoke, she met the gaze of the Asteria Familia girls standing before her, and an awkward silence fell over them.
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