The 5000-year-old Herbivorous Dragon Chapter 11

Translator: Luk2048

"Until you clean the debris throughout the town, you're to pull this cart with all your heart. I won't let you rest till there's not even a single piece of debris even on the walls."

After this order from Master Ariante, Raiotto's respite time completely disappeared. Moreover, the one responsible, after pa.s.sing down that absurd command, has swiftly went to the dojo while saying "I also have to train other adventurers". Quite the liberal treatment.

And now, throwing the words of encouragement from the back of the rickshaw—

"Raio~tto, it's almost time for your medicine ♡ Actually, it's an exceptional product! If one drinks just a liiittle bit of this, they don't have to eat or sleep for 3 days!"

It's an alchemist. She's dressed in a purple cloak, with dubious bracelets and necklaces jingling loudly. Becoming of Ariante's acquaintances, there were many such fellows switching and keeping watch over him.

Incidentally, yesterday it was a white sorceress launching mysterious rays of light on whim from her seat. Every time a ray of light hit him, fatigue would vanish unbelievably and he'd be full of vigour, but when that effect disappeared the tiredness. .h.i.t him with twice the force. Furthermore, every time when he was suffering from the twofold weariness, she wouldn't cast another one. When he'd look back, he could see her smirking, so it must have been her idea of hara.s.sment.

As soon as he stopped the cart to pick up the debris, the alchemist nimbly caught Raiotto in a nelson hold and brought near his mouth a flask with green liquid. Although the surrounding temperature should be normal, a viscous liquid just like lava was seething inside.

"It's okay! I'm not yet tired at all! I don't need this medicine yet!"

"You can't push yourself too hard~. Here~, there's no need to be afraid of medicine~."

A sinister green something was stuffed inside his mouth all at once.

"U… Ugu! Guaa!"

The taste couldn't be put into words. It was neither bitter, sweet, sour nor spicy. If one had to somehow express it, it'd be a "ruthless and cruel taste". Moreover one couldn't even vomit due to its stickiness. In the time Raiotto freed himself and was crawling on all fours with a blue face, the alchemist was recording something down on a parchment. It seems he's being used as a good human experiments subject.

In addition, without a moment of rest, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"You came, boy. Good timing. I was just about to begin demolition of the partially destroyed homes. There will be quite a lot of debris, carry it all outside the town's walls."

It was a male martial artist with both of his arms wrapped in bandages. On his upper body there was nothing except those bandages. Raiotto judged him as an exhibitionist who only wants to flash his muscles.

"Look, at least let me too do some demolition work… I've had enough of running…"

"No way. It's dangerous for a child like you. Come on, it's close to this street."

When he pulled his cart for a short distance, a scorched, on the verge of ruins house appeared. As soon as the martial artist smirked, he threw himself earnestly at the ruins while kicking and punching repeatedly. The ruins turned into debris right before one's eyes. While running quite a dazzling sweat, he said.

"Aaah! Feeling of pure destruction transmitted to these fists and legs! Precisely this is the essence of martial arts!"

It's an insult to martial arts. Although Raiotto hasn't got any accomplishments in arts, he was sure of that.

"Well now, Raiotto~. Stop s.p.a.cing out and start picking up the debris. Or maybe you got tired? Do you want your elder sister to give you another medicine~?"

"Uwah! I'm great, full of spirit! I'll pick it up, I will!"

Actually, his body moved awfully quickly. Even though he was still picking up debris, it felt like his body moved twice as fast. The frightening thing was, the alchemist was still recording down his condition in great detail. Without a doubt it had to be the effect of that medicine. The thought of what side effects will come from this moment forward can make one shudder.

The martial artist (pervert), who destroyed the house in the blink of an eye, came speaking while wafting the stench of sweat.

"You're lucky, boy, since you get to take the unlimited training course prepared by Miss Ariante. The ones who complete this course, no matter how much they lack talent, they become first-rate warriors. I'm already looking forward to see your future self. When you get top notch skills, please have a bout with me."

"… Setting aside sparring, are you for real? I'll really become strong with this careless training?"

"In theory, if one keeps putting burden on his body and then recovering, one's body will continue strengthening. Of course, if one does such harsh training, there's a risk of dying along the way, but that's exactly what she's here for."

At once the alchemist gave thumbs up. He won't die because of their medicine and magic? For now let's leave that question behind.
"Well, sometimes it's too harsh and the heart stops, but—"
In response to the continuing words, which sounded like a death sentence, any kind of facial expression disappeared from Raiotto's face.