A Terminally Ill Villainess Refuses To Be Adopted

Potion maker Jade has become a little kinder these days.

It’s because he’s letting me help with real work!

“I am happy to be off the errand duty, Master.”

“You are not off.”

“Unfortunately……”

Jade snorted with a grumpy face.

“You don’t cut well.”

I’m doing free labor.

‘If you’re going to nag, pay me, Master.’

Two weeks had already passed. Thinking of Raven, I was working hard to trim a long piece of grass.

‘Obviously, it felt like I got a little closer to Raven that day.’

Watching how he adamantly defended sleeping on the floor, I was a little disappointed.

“You’re thinking of something else.”

“No.”

Would that be my only worry?

Raven, who declared that he would eat grass soup together in the future, is getting in the way of my entire goal. 

‘What’s the point of having money?’ 

Now the need to buy bread is gone because of him.

‘I need to take care of your nutrition, you idiot!’

“Ouch!”

“I knew you were going to be like that from the moment you stopped talking back to this ‘Master’.”

I looked at Jade with a startled face.

He threw a thin disposable cloth for persimmon on the injured area and said bitterly.

“Hurry up. It should be done in two hours.”

“Yes…..”

I wrapped the injured area with it and started cutting again.

Raven wasn’t my only concern.

Whatever will happen to his family was also on my mind,

In the meantime, there were Sera and Jack with whom I kept fighting and who seemed to be changing in a bad way with their poisonous eyes.

‘Still, those kids are the only people that talk to me as I pass by.’

Come to think of it, it’s also odd that these kids aren’t really scared of me and Ray.  A few other kids think I’m ominous and treat me like no real human being.

Anyway, after finishing today’s work, I returned home with green onion kimchi.

And while I came out to the center of town with Raven after a long time, I was being rejected again on my quest to sleep together 

“You want to buy a used bed?” (Eve)

I replied I don’t need one, and Raven said.

“I need it.”

“Why?”

“If you don’t like it, why don’t you just stay the way we are now.”

It wasn’t that I didn’t like it, it was that I couldn’t. We have to pay the living expenses with those silver coins, so we can’t buy a used bed.

“You know everything!” (Eve)

Raven smiled coldly and in the end, I gave up sleeping together.

“All right.” (Eve)

“… Are you letting it go?” (Raven)

“Yes. Let’s sleep separately, who wants to sleep with you? It was better to sleep alone in bed.” (Eve)

Even though his will was accepted, Raven had a sullen face.

What a mean friend.

“And to say that I am sicker than you is nonsense. I’m fit as a fiddle.” (Eve)

 Although I was easily exhausted mentally and physically, at least, the disease was still only causing pain, and it was something that I got used to.

But he didn’t lose the last word.

“You don’t seem to know what ‘fit as a fiddle’ means.” (Raven)

However, Raven said it without any hesitation, and even Sera and Jack, who came to pick a fight but were going back their way after seeing Ray, were nodding their heads at those words.

I couldn’t help but just stare at them.

But no one sympathized with me, stricken at their absurdity.

‘What’s wrong with you?’

I haven’t even vomited blood yet.

It was a peaceful and dissatisfying day.

* * *

This man, Jade, is a complete child exploiter in the eyes of Evelyn.

Jade that had his dark-gray hair tightly tied up, was writing in his journal.

[On a certain day of a certain month. 3 o’clock.

I made the kid handle the grass leaves of Garcia, the pollen of Undea, and the fruit of Forbe.

All perfect. clean.

She certainly looks dexterous.]

[On a certain day of a certain month. 9 o’clock.

The cheeky child did everything she was asked to do while grumbling all the way to the end.

Today, like every day, she headed to the place where she collected leftover materials.

I never told her from my mouth that it was a dumpster, but she still seems to believe with an iron will that it was a dumpster.

What a silly little brat. 

The kid threw the juice of today’s chopped peppers into a container that looked as old as it could be.

As expected, the kid who recognized something precious picked it up.

She was very excited and went back with a joy-filled gait for a little thieving cat.

She seems to have a cold, so I’ll leave the juice of the Gomorrah fruit for tomorrow’s job.]

[On a certain day of a certain month. 10 o’clock.

Damn little thing.

It came again in the morning.

The little kid who interrupted my sweet sleep said.

“Master, look at this. Mixing the juices of the Yeastra fruit and the Gomorrah fruit showed the same effects as the Tuna fruit!”

The tuna fruit is a hemostatic agent.

The little brat didn’t even care to tell where she got hurt.

Damn little thing.

Frustrating thing.

I…”]

“……”

He blinked his eyes instead of writing in his journal.

And only then did the experiment with the combination of berries that the child was talking about came inside his brain.

He was astonished.

“It is known that mixing fruit juice is not good in theory, so I kept wondering what kind of nonsense she was talking about.”

Is that kid a genius? Or maybe it was simply crazy lucky?

But she really did it.

‘No, I think it’s even better than some.’

I cut my arm with a knife and sprayed it on. It seemed to work better than a low-grade hemostatic agent made from Tuna fruit.

To my surprise, it was a low-grade product with no mana added, mixed with only herbal juices!

She ran around screaming strange things on the spot, calling it the discovery of the century, but realizing the reality only now, Jade was limp.

“Why is the genius of the century in such a hopeless village?”

He was also from an <End Village>, and when the earth attribute magic manifested, he went to the Wizard’s Tower and studied there.

Although he was expelled for being too crazy about poison, he was not incompetent enough to be stuck in a place like this.

And even though it was because of poison that he became a low-level potion maker, not because of his skills, he was good enough.

Still, the only reason he was stuck here was that he knew that he could no longer make a career in the Empire.

“No one can cross that wall.”

No matter how good or talented someone was, the Emperor would treat anyone from a <End Village> as a slave.

No, not just the Emperor.

Most of the imperial citizens did so. Not only the locals but also even people of other countries were also prejudiced if someone came from a <End Village>.

I’d rather be glad to be treated as someone who came from an underdeveloped place.

But Jade was treated as if he could transmit infectious disease, or like he had blood from some kind of low-life class.

In the end, he had no choice but to return.

There was no hope in a life of being treated as a freak every day.

That’s what happened.

“She definitely has talent.”

A child named Evelyn.

A little girl with grit that somehow had a snuggly corner that made his heart warm. A kid who has a face that looks like she knows everything but naturally smiles like a child her age…

To him, who had no fun in life, that child was establishing itself as a very meaningful existence.

I hope she doesn’t rot here.

Is there a way?

“Hold on. Did she say she had citizenship?”

While bitterly looking through the journals and pondering something, he immediately took out a book as if he got an idea. 

“If she had citizenship, she could hide that she was from an End village

If you do not have a record of trading with a merchant, it is possible!

And Evelyn was a very poor child.

“If you are from an End village, transaction history with Athos is proof of origin. But without that, when she becomes an adult, she wouldn’t have any problems just using citizenship.”

No, even if there is proof, it will naturally disappear from now on.

Among the transaction details in Athos Guild, details related to any <End Village> will be discarded after five years.

This is because it is a place where many people die. 

If there were no records for five years, Evelyn’s life could possibly be headed on a much better path.

“It’s a little risky, but I’ll have to experiment.”

He made a satisfied face.