In the blink of an eye, two days had passed. The doctors who stayed in the village gave Elder Edgar a thorough examination. After making sure that there was no problem, they left one by one and returned to their homes.
The noisy courtyard finally quieted down completely. In the afternoon, a few guests who should have come to visit came to the old man's house.
"Please wait a moment."
Glis, who was brewing medicine in the living room, heard the knock on the door. She quickly walked to the back of the door and opened it.
The door creaked open. Glis smelled a familiar fragrance and quickly looked up, meeting a pair of gentle eyes. With a loud bang, the girl's heart could not help but beat rapidly. Her face flushed red, and she took a step back with her mouth slightly open.
"Glis?"
Seeing the young girl's expression, Margaret thought that her sudden appearance had frightened her and hurriedly reached out to support the young girl. However, she did not expect Grissy's face to turn even redder.
"Miss…Miss, what brings you here?。”
Glis finally calmed down. She took a step back and stuttered as she twisted the corner of her clothes.
"I'm here today to visit Mr. Edgar. Is it convenient?”
Seeing how cautious Glis was, Margaret retracted her hands helplessly.
"Ah, Grandpa Edgar is much better now. Please wait a moment. I'll go and inform him now.”
Glis turned around in a panic and walked into the house.
"Mr. Edgar has just recovered from his illness, so it's inconvenient for him to move.
Margaret called out to Glis.
"Yes, please follow me."
Glis carefully led Margaret to a small house and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?"
An old voice came from the room.
"Grandpa, it's me."
Glis replied.
"The young lady who gave you the divine medicine last time came to visit. I wonder if it's convenient for grandfather to receive guests?”
"Oh."
The old voice coughed.
"Tell that young lady that I'll go out now and ask her to wait for a moment.”
"No need."
Margaret interrupted hurriedly.
"This little girl is a junior, and Sir has just recovered from a serious illness. If Sir's illness worsened because of seeing this junior, then it would be this junior's fault. If you don't give up, can you let me in to talk to you in detail?”
"Alright."
Edgar answered after a moment of silence.
"Then please come in and have a talk with Miss."
"Glis."
Margaret didn't enter the room immediately, but said to the girl standing beside her.
"I seemed to smell medicine just now. Are you brewing medicine?”
"Ah!"
Glis suddenly remembered her mission and bowed to Margaret in a panic.
" Um…Miss, I still have to go brew the medicine, I…"
"Go ahead."
Margaret said to Glis with a smile.
"Be careful not to get scalded."
"Yes…yes."
Glis took a few steps back, turned around, and ran toward the living room in a panic.
After sending Glis away, Margaret gave Daley and the other two a look, and the three of them tacitly spread out to guard the house.
After arranging everything, Margaret gently pushed the door open, walked in, and closed the door.
It was a very simple room with only a bed and a table. An old man with a wrinkled face was lying on the bed, covered with a slightly tattered blanket. He leaned against the pillow and coughed lightly.
As Margaret entered the room, the old man seemed to feel that the whole room was lit up.
"Junior Margaret greets Sir.”
Margaret bowed deeply to the old man.
"Miss, please don't be so polite."
Edgar made a hand gesture on the bed.
"If it wasn't for Young Lady's timely arrival, this old man's life would have been lost long ago. Speaking of which, Young Lady is this old man's savior. I just don't know why a noble like Miss came to see this old man?”
"This junior's master is Don Kristoff.”
Maria understood the meaning behind the old man's words and smiled.
"This junior is here to ask Mister to move out of the village, or else Mister's illness will be worrying. Although Mister's medical skills are divine, I'm afraid you can't defy the heavens and stay here for long.”
"No wonder you have the Reversal Pill."
Edgar coughed again.
"How can I not know about my own body? However, once this rheumatism acted up, it would cause pain all over the body. It would be difficult to walk, but it could not be cured. If no one treated it here, the villagers would be poor and few would be willing to come to town for treatment.”
"Sir, you are righteous. Junior admires you."
Margaret advised.
"However, if you refuse to move out of this place, I'm afraid you won't be able to last for a few years. At that time, the villagers won't even be able to find someone to seek treatment.”
"If I leave here now, how many more years can I live?”
Elder Edgar smiled bitterly.
"I only have a clear conscience when I'm alive. How can I care so much after I die?”
"You only have a clear conscience when it comes to Survival…"
said Margaret.
"Then this junior has a question.”
"Please speak."
"This junior has just arrived and is not familiar with the situation here. Sir, you have lived here for a long time. Do you know why the residents here are so poor?”
"Sigh."
Elder Edgar sighed.
"Young Lady, on your way here, did you notice any difference between this place and other places?”
"This junior hasn't discovered anything special along the way.”
Margaret thought for a long time and shook her head helplessly.
"Soil quality."
Elder Edgar said.
"Miss, have you noticed that the soil in other places is black soil, but in this area, the soil is red soil?”
"Junior didn't notice."
replied Margaret.
"It's just that along the way, there are also grass and trees, and the growth is not bad. What's the difference between this red soil and black soil?”
"I can't really say what's different."
the old man replied.
" But for some reason, the red soil, which usually harvests extremely well, can't be grown here. The grass here isn't suitable for livestock, so it can't be cultivated. It can only be used to grow a few special medicinal plants. However, those herbs liked to be wet, so they could only be planted in a limited number of places, leaving the rest empty. Those who couldn't grow herbs could only grow some local food to fill their stomachs. If the kingdom hadn't implemented tax exemption here, they would probably have left long ago.”
"I see."
Margaret pondered for a long time and shook her head helplessly.
"If I may ask, sir, if there is sufficient protection, how many years can a person of the same level survive in such an environment without any major hidden dangers?”
asked Margaret.
"Three to five years should be enough."
"Then if we divide the civilians into several teams and take turns planting in several medicinal fields, will we be able to remove the hidden danger?”
"Although it's not difficult to learn how to plant herbs, after all, a skilled person can plant them better than a novice, and the price is also better. If we follow Miss's method, although the commoners here can get rid of their illnesses, I'm afraid they can only be poor.”
"Yes, this is not a long-term solution.”
Margaret frowned.
Thinking hard, Margaret suddenly remembered something that an official from the Ministry of Agriculture had mentioned to her when she went to the capital two years ago.
The Ministry of Agriculture seemed to have developed a new plant. The fruit of that plant could be used to extract edible oil in large quantities, which was urgently needed by the oil-deficient kingdom. After all, the oil obtained by killing animals was limited. However, that plant seemed to have a high requirement for soil quality. At that time, it was said that it needed some acidic soil, which was extremely rare in the kingdom. Therefore, he specially invited officials from all over the world to help pay attention.
According to Elder Edgar, the soil here was indeed rare, but he didn't know if it was the acidic soil that the official had mentioned. However, a dead horse should be treated as a living horse. He should first get a copy to show those officials.
Margaret, who had been thinking for a long time, saw that Edgar looked a little tired. She quickly stood up and took out a bottle from her pocket and handed it to the old man.
Edgar took the bottle in confusion and uncorked it. There was a green pill inside, and a fragrance filled the room.
"The Reversal Pill!"
Edgar quickly plugged the cork and handed the bottle back.
"Such a precious pill. It was already a great waste for young miss to use one to save me that day. How can this old man accept young miss 'gift again?”
"Sir, please listen to me."
Margaret held Edgar's hand.
"Since Mister is Granny's disciple, you naturally know about the matter of my master and Granny collecting precious medicinal herbs to refine the Heaven Reversal Pill. Back then, a total of 100 pills were refined from a furnace. The two of them split it equally. My father took advantage of his friendship with my master and got ten pills. This time, when I went out to train, my father specially gave five pills to me. He told me to use this medicine to save a life if I met someone who could help me. Sir has been treating people here for many years. It is appropriate to use this medicine on you. Please don't refuse.”
"But if something happens to you when you go out to train, you have to rely on this pill…"
"Junior also has three left."
Margaret interrupted Edgar.
"My father has instructed me not to go beyond the territory of the Clyde family. Although I am not talented, I have some experience in martial arts. I am confident that I am invincible in this area and will not be injured.”
"Moreover, this junior has thought of something that might allow this place to prosper.”
Margaret continued.
"If that day really comes and you can't see it, won't you regret it for the rest of your life? Therefore, I'm giving this pill to you. I hope you can hold on for another eight to ten years and see that day come with me.”
"Who exactly are you? Why do you dare to say such a thing?"
Elder Edgar muttered to himself as he looked at the woman in high spirits.
A faint golden light suddenly flashed on Margaret's body. The golden light was not dazzling. It was like a thin veil that was evenly attached to Margaret's body and kept flickering.
"My full name is Margaret Clayde, and my alias is Mulan.”
Elder Edgar was so shocked that he almost dropped the bottle on the bed. He only came back to his senses after Margaret walked out of the room and closed the door.
"To control spirit power to such an exquisite degree, he is indeed invincible under the martial soul.”
Elder Edgar muttered to himself as he kept the bottle.
"Fine, I'll live for a few more years. Let's see what you, the future lord and second strongest expert, will bring us.”
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