Angel on earth

He got up hastily, and found on the floor a book bound in parchment, and a pen; fortunately there was no ink in the margin.The binding of the thick book is a bit rough, and the hard-shell front and back seem to be homemade from wood with copper corners, so the doctor's workmanship is quite good; on the cover is written in cursive letters: "Pharmaceutical baths and aromatherapy and other price list".

The title is in Potosi, but the font is peculiar to the Siegfried Federation.The languages ​​of Potosi and the Commonwealth are both derived from Vals, and there are several different letters. There is no obstacle for the common people of the two countries to communicate; however, due to the expansion of the influence of the Holy See in recent years, Sinai and Iris have become popular in Potosi For a while, there were hardly any young people who could speak Potosi in Cusco, the capital of the kingdom.

Mikhail turned to the back, and found that except for the price and the course of treatment, there were some words he hadn’t learned before. He curled his lips and gave up, and turned to the front to see the menu of medicated baths and aromatherapy.

After turning two pages, Arnold had already finished his shower and came out.Perhaps considering that the guests were still there, he did not wear the nightgown commonly used by Potosians, but a loose shirt and pajama pants.The doctor lit a dish of herbs in several corners of the room, and then opened the curtain between the living room and the consulting room so that the air could circulate more smoothly, and then walked here with a pair of wooden slippers.

The water was just boiling, so he lifted the huge kettle with some difficulty, poured the boiling water into a glass jar, and pushed the wooden lid on to let it cool.Seeing that Mikhail didn't rest, but was fascinated by holding something in the darkness, he asked casually, "It's so dark here, what are you looking at?"

Mikhail came back to his senses: "Sorry, doctor, I knocked your menu on the floor. - Well, I'm still on it! I saw it, the 'Harvest Priest' of the 'Saints' series, Well, I like this too, Harvest is good...but isn't the Sun Knight more famous?"

"...that offends my lord's name, I think it's better to avoid it." Every time Mikhail said a word, Arnold's expression became stiff, and he replied dryly, "Borrowing the sacred titles of all of you with the cheek To make money but not be punished is enough to show the benevolence of the church."

——The most expensive set of services, considering Chalek's price level and cultural background, is only fifty gold coins a day.If it was in the capital Cusco, he would dare to quadruple it.

"It doesn't matter, we don't mind, it is our mission and honor to help others live a good life. Only hypocrites mind those false names."

Arnold smiled: "Thank you for your kindness. In return - hey, I can't say that, it's an honor for all of us... If you are interested, you can try that menu. It's still early. A bath helps you sleep."

"Eh—is it okay?" Mikhail's youthful nature was aroused, and he forgot to be reserved and decent for a while.The saints, especially him, have strict regulations on their daily necessities, and the church's ointment is just so traditional. He has long wanted to do some bad things behind Rollins' back.

"of course."

"I want, I want to...Butterfly Dream...Hometown...Saints don't...Rite of Spring...Love, uh..." He blushed a bit, turned the page quickly, and smiled even more silly , "This. Um, 'Glorious Autumn' can?"

Arnold narrowed his eyes and thought for a while: "I praise you for your kindness, Dian——Okay, Misha. There are plenty of ingredients for this recipe."

Mikhail said happily: "You are really a good person. You are not as enthusiastic as other citizens, and you are not as rigid as Rawlins."

Arnold said: "To be honest, Your Highness, thanks to your blessing, I am going to get rich."

Because of the rigidity of the facial muscles, his expression of emotion looked ironic.Mikhail didn't mind, and said with a smile, "Okay. It's my honor to help a righteous man today. ——Do you need me to boil water for you?"

"Excuse me."

After thinking about it, Arnold still didn't tell him that he planned to add some spices to the pool of bath water and save it. After the saints left, he went to the big families in the city to sell "holy water".No, this is real holy water, and it will be a sought-after item in Lieyang City. Not to mention the wives, even the nobles would want to drink it.Those people are all like this, full of shame and impoliteness, and they can do anything in private.

While waiting for the water to boil, Arnold showed Mikhail the cabinet outside the bathroom that separates the waiting area from the consultation room. Small glass bottles filled with essential oils of different fragrances.Mikhail liked the slightly satisfied expression on his face. Under the dim yellow candlelight, the wet short gray hair drooped down, making the facial lines look much softer.

The doctor kindly told Mikhail to talk less, because a calm mood can improve the curative effect, and the latter was indeed not in the mood to send praises by citing scriptures.Of course, even out of politeness, Mikhail would not express his distaste for individual flavors—especially "Red Moon Priest", "People's Guardian" and "Pre-God Priest". Thinking of Ivan's body made me feel sick.Moreover, perhaps out of awe, most of the saints' scents are too strong, only his "Harvest Priest" is full of joy and satisfaction; "Candy House" made him stunned for a moment, vaguely feeling that it was something he shouldn't understand, But when the doctor was looking for an essential oil candle to be used later, he quickly opened the lid and took another sip.

Fortunately, Arnold was different from him, and his flushed face could not be seen in the darkness.Mikhail was thinking wildly, and followed the doctor to carry the hot water.

Men are always more convenient, Mikhail hung his clothes on the rack outside the bathroom generously, and walked in the door with his head down.Arnold changed into a light robe, walked behind with a tray, and closed the wooden door.

The Sun Knight has broad shoulders and a thin waist, with well-defined muscles, a little baby fat on his face, but his body is thinner than a teenager because of his rapid growth.Arnold saw more soft ladies and more or less muscular or even obese men, so he inevitably added a few sincere compliments.Mikhail blushed again, and he stopped abruptly, asking the other party to go down the steps to the pool.

Mikhail sat down on the smooth stones in the bath, the liquid just covered his chest.The doctor knelt by the pool, washed his hair with balm, and massaged his scalp, shoulders and neck with his slender and powerful fingers. The strength surprised Mikhail, but he couldn't leave a trace on the skin.From time to time, the doctor scooped up hot liquid medicine and poured it on his shoulders. It contained straw, flowers, soil after the rain, grain, and some smells that Mikhail couldn't identify. It was not bad mixed together.

Arnold didn't speak, and his foggy glasses made him look like he was covered by a layer of fog.Mikhail looked down at the dots of starlight reflected in the dark water of the pool, and felt that he had to say something, otherwise he would think of Ivan again.

"You just said that the ingredients for this formula are abundant." Mikhail turned his face away, "Will other formulas be short of medicinal materials?"

"Yes." Most of the wealthy people who take care of this business are wayward, and Arnold was not frightened by his disturbance, but the eyes that turned around made him a little distracted, but he quickly realized, "Prevent the epidemic." Well, there have been a lot of plagues in the Commonwealth in recent years, as well as across the strait. Thanks to the church, herbs are often used to fumigate the air in the city, and people’s awareness of epidemic prevention is also very high. Ah, it’s getting too far—many herbs are also used in other treatments It will be used, and there are some foreign, er, the Federation is at war, so there are fewer special products there, and the port of Potosi is also affected."

"I'm going to Dorota tomorrow, and I can help you purchase it. Take it as today's reward?" Mikhail originally wanted to use the word "reward", but after replacing it with "reward", he couldn't help feeling a little proud, as if he It's like making friends.

Arnold said immediately: "Really? Uh, of course, of course it's true, you sure won't...I'm just a little surprised."

"I'm different from those people!" Young people can't be misunderstood. "We are fortunate to be close to God the Father, so we should do our best to serve brothers and sisters! This time, I also want to share with churches all over the world. Tell me...you can't be scary."

"Well, you're different.—do me a favor, Misha. I need... let me make a list for you."

"Tell me, I remember."

Arnold quickly recited his shopping list.Mikhail carefully wrote down that after saying good night to the doctor, he did not go to the city to "investigate the people's situation", but went directly back to the monastery.After visiting Ethan, Beto and Father Vasily, he had a rare good night's sleep.

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The geographical environment of Chalek is very good, with the Three Sacred Mountains of Grant and the Ognessica Forest in the west, and the Ross River in the north, a tributary of the latter passes through the iron gate and runs through the small half of the city.However, Potosi was not as rich as the Federation and the countries across the strait, and its transportation and economy were underdeveloped. The barely maintained sanitation environment was thanks to the Church of the Sun God, and the river transportation had not yet developed.Dorota is a large city in the northwest of Chalek. It developed earlier and is more lively. It has always been favored by businessmen, missionaries and smugglers from afar, and there are many types of goods.

In the early morning, Mikhail rode to Dorota for mass, cast out demons for three families, and asked the church there to buy the medicinal materials that Cianold needed, and returned to Chalek before dinner, still wearing a white priestly robe , wearing a jewel-trimmed hat with a gold and red ribbon, rushed to the Miracle Clinic.Unfortunately, the dinner at the doctor's house had already started: his grilled fish was on the floor, and three or four wild cats fought in a group, while the doctor himself sat under the eaves, grabbing flower petals from a white porcelain plate and putting them in his mouth.

"...you are so devout."

Mikhail laughed out loud, and jumped off the horse briskly holding a huge wooden box, with one hand behind his back, and put the box down at the door of the clinic.Arnold was startled, and stood up all of a sudden. The cats in the yard were startled by his movement, quickly divided up the loot, and fled in all directions.

"That's too much." Arnold looked at the box on the ground embarrassingly, squatted down to open it, and said, "Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness. Uh, but as you can see, I'm still fasting, Ka Jia forgot... Women can't fast, it's not good for their health, so I didn't remind her, Father God, may Mithra Sun God forgive me.——Uh, that is to say, I don't have a decent dinner here to entertain you."

"It's okay, I had to go back to the monastery originally. Chalek is not big, so I can catch up later when I go back."

"I'm really sorry. Next time I have a chance, I invite you to go to Dorota to taste the characteristics of Potosi. Potosi is close to the Federation, and there are a lot of delicious food. The monastery dare not enjoy this." Arnold from A purse was taken from the glove box behind the door, and Mikhail counted thirteen gold coins and twenty silver coins.The latter stuffed the coins into his coat pocket and said with a smile:

"Then I'll accept it. To be honest, you don't need to fast and pray at all. Everyone doesn't need it. Gregory should explain to Father God that I don't need this kind of blessing."

"Thank you for your kindness. But we came to this world to suffer. You are so kind, we should repay you with piety."

Mikhail looked at the green eyes behind the dirty lenses, didn't know what to do next, smiled shyly, stretched out his right hand behind his back suddenly, and handed him a large bouquet of flowers.

It was a bouquet composed of red and white roses, wrapped in printed kraft paper, with a white ribbon tied underneath, fastened with a small and delicate sun cross brooch.

The author says:

"Glorious Autumn" comes from Baudelaire's "Autumn Song", which is another bad meme, let me mark the source