Lunar phase

The sound of rain was sparse, and Miklesh curled up on the cushions in front of the fireplace, making way for the firelight.Rom closed the book, stretched himself, and slapped him with his socked feet.The fire warmed her legs and feet, and Miklesh hugged her legs like a gaunt domestic animal getting a new pillow.Rom giggled a few times, and pressed his toes against his chest, through the buttons of his pajamas, against his skin.

"Wake up," Rom wiggled his toes again, "In your previous notes on how to bring the tribute into the nightmare ceremony for the second ceremony, there is a section about the consumption of sacrifices, which book did you quote from? with?"

"..."An Examination of the Astrology of Ancient Sumeru," Miko Raisu replied lazily.

"Why is there alchemy content in the classics of astrology?"

"They think...according to the change of the moon phase, the demand and amount of offerings may increase..."

That book is now in the hands of the Healing Church, and Rom shook his head, dipping the quill with the last bit of ink.

"Go to sleep," she said softly.

"During the full moon, the consumption is the least, and the effect is the strongest; during the new moon, it is not suitable for rituals, but it is suitable for some special operations... I can't find the book." I copied it out and put it in the pile of papers last time, the corresponding monthly consumption and..."

The brief dizziness made him unable to speak.Since the success of the first dream ritual, Miklesh has fallen into a severe mental breakdown, haunted by nightmares and draining his sanity.

Rom put down the quill, leaned over and hugged Miklesh, fed him a few drops of the potion, and put him back on the cushion.

"I'll handle it," Romm said.

Micklesh sobbed and hugged Rom to prevent her from leaving, his sickly arm became stronger now, Rom knew that it was his virtue to be clingy, so he also squeezed him and lay down Upholstered.The sound of the rain was getting louder, but the arms around her were not loose, like the last grip of the dead.

The breathing in his arms quickly became slow and even. Rom stroked Miklesh's head, his curly hair was neat and tidy.He cleans himself as much as she likes. People don't always have dignity.She touched down lovingly, before her hand fell on his face, there was a knock on the door.

The short tenderness was interrupted, and Rom looked at the wall clock. The buyer who had previously secretly communicated with Miklesh was finally coming to her to deal with it.She let go carefully and went to answer the door.

Edgar was dressed in the plain attire common to nocturnal hunters, without an umbrella, and the rain and mud stained his boots.Rom beckoned, beckoning him to come in quickly.

"Ma'am," Edgar raised his hood in greeting.

"Sit down," Rom whispered, although he knew that Miklesh would not wake up at this time tomorrow, but subconsciously lowered his voice.

Edgar sat down at the table in the living room and looked at Miklesh in front of the fireplace with great interest.This angle hides his embarrassing face, unexpectedly revealing his well-proportioned figure, and his overlapping hands, with long fingers and well knuckles.

The fire light stained Edgar's young face. This was not the first time he noticed Miklesh's hand. He took directly from Bilkingworth's laboratory several times the formula that Miklesh had prepared for him on the spot. Pharmacists, everyone has noticed these hands. No alchemist who is keen on alchemy will refuse to have such hands. They will definitely become a sharp weapon for the master to prepare secret medicines.

It was the first time Edgar had seen these hands, clenched into fists or clenched into canes, so loose and casual, as if they belonged to some peaceful dead body.

"The potion Xiao Mi mentioned."

Rom's voice interrupted his brief distraction.

"Thank you, Madam," Edgar took the potion, took out the due reward and handed it over, "I have something to discuss."

"Coincidentally, I have it too."

Rom sat across from Edgar.

It's not a day or two for Miklesh to prepare medicines for the church in private. As for when it started, Roma couldn't figure it out.When he became a lecturer and held the key to the laboratory building?Or just walk in on him while he's stealing books from the library?Or simply before he does his first lab class.After all, the preparation of some medicines is extremely simple, but the equipment is not available everywhere.

In the early years, Roma turned a blind eye to this. She knew very well what poverty would make people do.She had seen the books Miklesh stole from the library of Birkenworth, and she heard Edgar talk about Miklesh's long-term burglary in the city of Yharnam before he entered school, with superb skills.And fate hit them again when she pulled him out of a life he didn't need to make a living out of.After the dream experiment, Miklesh had to prepare sedatives for himself for a long time, and the purity was getting higher and higher. After all, one preparation can save weeks of work.

The sedative is just a symbol, one of the detours in Miklesh's short scumbag life, Rom accepted this fact in this way at the beginning, and Edgar continued to come to get sedatives of various purity, the purity is getting higher and higher, The rewards are getting bigger and bigger.This made her think a lot.

Rom carefully calculated the family budget, except for the sedatives, Miklesh needed other medicines, and he was naturally unable to work when he was tortured by weakness. While taking care of the pressure of the academy, Rom did not forget to cook him some delicious food .Although their life is not for the sake of the Roma dowry, it can hardly be called happy.

"What do saints have to do with me?" Rom asked.

"It must be the same thing as Madam, Madam will tell you first," Edgar said as he unbuttoned his coat. He was usually happy to stand in the door for a few words, and rarely stayed for a long time.

"Xiao Mi told me that if you want 500ml of medicine with 90% purity, he can't make it," Rom preemptively said, "If it is used by ordinary people, you don't need this kind of medicine at all, let's dilute it to 60% of the medicine. It’s just a big bottle, you can definitely handle it. I don’t know, and I don’t want to know who or what you gave the medicine to. Moreover, the higher the purity of this medicine, the more difficult it is to make. With Byrgenworth’s equipment, The upper limit of the purity that Xiao Mi can make is 60%."

"He can do 70%, but—" Edgar's eyes flashed behind the glasses, "in order to keep the secret of Bishop Lawrence, I request 500 ml from Rohm, the future headmaster of Bilkingworth 90% pure sedative."

Detour road sign.Miklesh rolled over unconsciously, which ruffled his hair.

"Is there anything that the church's blood therapy can't cure?" Rom asked.

"...It's not that blood therapy can't cure you well," Edgar's tone flashed a moment of hesitation, "the sedative will be used as an auxiliary drug for blood therapy. 20 yuan general gold coins, 25 echoes, one-time payment, madam, enough for you It's hot inside the city and on both sides of the Hunter."

"This concentration, even if the smallest drop is measured by the most precise measuring instrument, is enough to kill people. I will not give it without a proper explanation."

Edgar stared at her, with a look of suspicion that didn't match his age, that expression almost mobilized all the lines of his skin, making him not look like a young man just out of adolescence, but a man who had already gone through the wind knife The old man of Frost Sword is familiar with the process of intrigue.

"Things have come to this point, it seems like an inevitable result. The concentration is increasing every time. In order to ensure the quality, Xiao Mi always asks me," Rom emphasized, "What's the use of this?"

"Madam who is wise and safe," Edgar smiled, "I have known the formula and equipment of this medicine, but the only people who can match the concentration of more than 35% are you and Miklesh scholar in Yanan. Stupid Church, only scratches the surface of Byrgenworth in alchemy."

Rom's eyebrows twitched. Although Miko Laish had mentioned Edgar's dissatisfaction with the church, it was another matter to speak out in front of her.

"Add another blood rock to the price just now," Edgar raised his hand to cover his heartbroken expression.

This price is enough to keep their family from working for the whole rainy season.

Rom smiled and said, "With such an expensive hush money, there will be big troubles behind, right?"

"Stubborn lady, please do as you please." Edgar took off his glasses and put on a puppy-like expression that just opened his eyes. "Let me go back to work."

"No way, you are not as cute as Xiao Mi," Rom waved his hands with a smile, "Not even one ten thousandth."

Edgar flattened his puckered lips and put his glasses back on the bridge of his nose.

"Lawrence was mad and needed medicine," Edgar said. "The dosage and concentration were raised as his condition progressed. The church doctors kept updating until this concentration."

He stopped talking and waited for Rom's reaction.

"How many bottles of ordinary low-concentration bottles do you have in your order?" Rom pointed out.

"I use it myself, and I don't want to get it through the church." Edgar paused, and turned to Miklesh in front of the fireplace. "That's all I can say."

"You'll get it next new moon," Rom patted Edgar on the shoulder, "We won't go to the church, Xiaomi can't, I can't, just tell Lawrence like this, let him recruit some Newcomer."

This slap blocked everything Edgar wanted to say.He picked up the basket full of medicines and went out silently.The moonlight in the sky turned from white to red.