The Great Sage Who Did not Remain in Legend - 2.3
“My own ability values…”
“Yeah. Whether it’s worth it or not, that’s for you to decide.”
“Got it. I’ll think about it and come back.”
“Roger that. When you come next time, wear something more charming and I might give you a little extra.”
“Wha…”
With that teasing remark, the female hunter blushed deeply and left the shop.
And once again, Mergin closed his shop early and after having a meal and cheap sake at Rikka’s shop, he headed to the red-light district.
– Brothel “Night Shangri-La”
“Mergin, sorry for always troubling you.”
“How’s Tabasa doing?”
“She probably doesn’t have much time left.”
The seasoned madam of the brothel answered with a troubled expression.
Mergin headed to Tabasa’s room where she lay in bed.
“Mergin… You came again today…”
“Yeah, Tabasa. You’re as beautiful as ever.”
“Hehe, for you to say that to someone who’s become like a skeleton…”
Bedridden Tabasa was invaded by illness and confined to bed. Her strength had declined to the point where she couldn’t even turn over, and bedsores formed quickly, filling the room with a putrid smell. Mergin refreshed the air in the room and cast cleansing magic throughout.
Then, he applied healing magic to the bedsores and pain relief magic.
“Thank you. I feel much better now.”
“Good. I’ll clean your body too.”
Mergin cast body cleansing magic, helped Tabasa sit up, and fed her bread porridge.
“Can you swallow?”
“A little. More importantly, could I have some fizzy water?”
Mergin magically poured sparkling water into a glass, adding honey, hoping to help her recover some strength.
“Delicious…”
“I’m glad. When you’re feeling better, I’ll make you some sweet treats.”
“Wow, I’d love that. Can your magic make sweets too?”
“Sweets aren’t magic; they’re handmade.”
“Hehe, you’re so kind and can make sweets, yet you’re not popular. How mysterious.”
“Shut up!”
Mergin pretended to get angry at being teased about not being popular.
“Hey, Mergin…”
“What is it?”
“If I get better, will you request me?”
“Oh, of course. I’ll even go into debt to visit you regularly.”
“Hehe, then save up money. I’m quite expensive, you know.”
“I see. Then I’ll have to work hard in my business.”
“That’s right. You come to the brothel so early in the morning, you must not be working seriously.”
“I just want to see you soon.”
“Thank you. You’re the only one who says that even in this state.”
“Cut it out. I’m sure everyone thinks the same. So get well soon and cheer up.”
“Yeah, I’ll do my best.”
With that, Mergin gently laid Tabasa back down on the bed, patted her head, and left the room.
“Damn…”
Mergin regretted his own limitations.
Mergin, the shopkeeper of a magic book store on the outskirts of the royal capital, was originally named Shinada Ginjiro.
Summoned from another world for the Great War between Humans and Demons thousands of years ago, he was one of the members of the hero party who defeated the Demon King as a great sage.
Despite creating vast amounts of magic and various spells, even that great sage couldn’t use magic to cure illnesses. Without knowledge of medical treatment, there was nothing he could do.
“Yeah, I’ll do my best.”
Smiling at Mergin, Tabasa peacefully passed away a week later.