Self-Introduction And An Emergency

I, Seyi, arrived at the town of Sanjo and bought three slaves.

Toka-chan the Fire Drakekin.

Zenith-chan the elf.

Daphne-chan of the Rabi tribe.

“Big sis♡”

“Ohh, there there, Daphne-chan is so fluffy.”

At the inn, the rabbit-type girl sat on my lap.

It seemed Daphne-chan had completely grown attached to me.

Her fluffy green hair and twitching rabbit ears felt pleasant to touch.

“My lord and Daphne have become very close, indeed.”

“…She has only ever been treated cruelly by humans until now. Seyi-sama is probably the first kind human she has met.”

Oh my, that was pitiful.

“I was also a slave once, so I understand hardship.”

“…Seyi-sama was a slave?”

“Yes, a slave called a cog in society.”

“…That is a difficult concept.”

After a short while.

We moved to the dining hall.

When I sat down in a chair, the three of them remained standing.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t you sitting?”

“…No, Seyi-sama. Slaves do not sit at the same table as their master.”

“Oh, is that so?”

I didn’t know the proper treatment of slaves in this future.

To begin with, since childhood my master drilled alchemy into me, and afterward I spent all my time researching and working at the royal court, so I didn’t know outside common sense.

“It’s fine, don’t worry and sit.”

“…But. Is it truly acceptable for those of low status like us to sit together?”

Toka-chan and the others nodded in agreement.

“It’s fine. Rather, Zenith-chan—and Toka-chan and Daphne-chan too—I respect you as individuals. Even if ordinary people treat slaves as objects, I think of you as companions traveling together from now on.”

““Companions…!””

Toka-chan and Daphne-chan brightened. Zenith-chan widened her eyes.

“No one has…ever said that to me before!”

“To treat us as individuals…! What a kind person you are!”

“…I express my gratitude for Seyi-sama’s generous consideration.”

T-That’s an exaggeration…

Well, yes. Treating slaves like objects is absolutely unacceptable. Why?

Because that’s how I was treated!

“Anyway, you slaves are not objects. That includes me! Okay?”

““Okay okay!””

“Good, then let’s eat.”

After a short while. Once we had eaten somewhat, we introduced ourselves again.

“I am Seyi Falt. An alchemist. My circumstances are as I explained in the room earlier.”

I had already told these girls some of my situation.

That I was a human from 500 years ago. The three of them were slaves, and they had received an order from their master (me) not to speak of it.

So they wouldn’t accidentally leak it to anyone. Safe.

“I don’t know many things, so teach me. Now tell me about yourselves. Your specialties and such. Yes, Toka-chan.”

“Indeed! I am Toka! I am confident in my strength!”

Toka-chan flexed her arm.

Ohh, impressive muscles.

“I was originally a lizardman, but thanks to my lord I became a Fire Drakekin. My physical strength increased, and I also possess martial skill!”

“I see, Toka-chan has strength and weapon skills… Next, Daphne-chan.”

Her rabbit ears twitched. Adorable.

“Daphne is Daphne! I am Rabi tribe! Um… my hearing is good! I can talk with animals! I can also drive a carriage!”

The Rabi tribe was, as seen, a rabbit beastkin.

“I see, the ability to commune with animals. And can drive a carriage… Then lastly, Zenith-chan.”

The elf girl Zenith-chan nodded.

“…I am Zenith Anemosgive. I have read many books, so I possess some knowledge. And some aptitude with magic.”

“I see, Zenith-chan has knowledge and magic… hm? Anemosgive? You have a surname?”

“…Yes. Technically.”

Zenith-chan seemed hesitant to say it. Toka-chan supplemented.

“Zenith is former royalty.”

“What! Royalty… I see…”

“…Though only formerly. There was a coup, and my father was killed. The women and children were sold into slavery, leading to now.”

Th-That’s quite a harsh life.

But I see. If she was royalty, she might be knowledgeable not only academically but also in manners and world affairs.

Royalty would surely receive that education.

“Thank you for the introductions, everyone. Your specialties are all different, which helps. I can basically do nothing except make potions, so I’d appreciate your help.”

The three stared blankly.

“I see! A great person is humble indeed! As expected of my lord!”

“Daphne knows! Big sis can heal any injury instantly, she’s amazing!”

“…You possess healing power greater than the saintess of the Tendo Church, so saying you can do nothing is unlikely.”

H-Huh? They don’t believe me…

“Oh right, that reminds me. Zenith-chan, what is the Tendo Church? And a saintess?”

“Well…”

At that moment.

“Oh! Young lady! So you were here!?”

“Oh, you’re the leader-san.”

It was the adventurer party leader who let me ride his carriage when we came to this town.

He hurried over to me.

“Is something wrong?”

“Yeah! Young lady, do you have an antidote potion!?”

His expression was intense. It must be a serious emergency.

“Of course.”

“Thank goodness! Just as expected of an alchemist of your level! Please! Could you give me one!? I’ll pay any amount!”

He did guide me here, so I owed him.

“Understood. I will give it to you. However—”

“A condition! What is it? I’ll do anything I can!”

“I don’t need money.”

“Huh…? Y-You don’t need money?”

Ignoring his stunned face, I stood up.

“Come, you three. Let’s go. Leader-san, will you guide us to the patient?”

“Huh? Ah… uh… yeah.”

After leaving the inn, the leader asked with a confused face.

“Y-Young lady, you really don’t want money…”

“As I said.”

An antidote potion is easy to make.

“There’s no guarantee I can cure them.”

“If your potion fails, we’ll give up and use the Tendo’s [Resurrection Church].”

“Resurrection Church…”

Another unfamiliar term. Again Tendo.

In 500 years, systems like the adventurers guild and inns didn’t change, but only that part changed completely—what is that about?

After a short while.

We arrived at the guild.

“Ugh… this is terrible…”

A female swordswoman lay on the floor.

The exposed parts of her skin were poisoned.

“Phylite! You’ll be fine now! I brought an amazing alchemist! Her potion will cure you!”

“Bols…”

The leader was Bols. Phylite was the poisoned female swordswoman.

From his tone… perhaps they were lovers.

“It’s fine… I’ll quietly accept resurrection… the church’s protection…”

“No! I don’t want to lose you!”

Hmm? Resurrection? Church protection?

I could ask Zenith-chan later, but this was an emergency.

I quickly made an antidote potion.

Using herbs on hand and materials I bought at the market earlier, I deployed the workshop and crafted it.

“Here, leader—Bols-san, right? Use this.”

Bols-san opened the lid and gave Phylite-san the antidote potion.

Then—flash! Her body glowed white.

Her skin color rapidly returned to normal.

“Phylite! Ah, thank goodness! Thank goodness…!”

“…Unbelievable. You detoxified Hydra’s death poison…”

Phylite-san wore a shocked expression.

Hydra?

“You saved her life! Thank you, thank you!”

Well, there are lots of unknown terms, but it’s fine! I’ll ask Zenith-chan later.