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Episode 172. Melissa’s Proposal (4)

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Let’s talk about the tragic life of Professor Semmelweis to that extent. In short, we need to be a little more humble in life.

It is difficult to label other doctors as murderers or idiots just because they have different opinions.

It’s a little different, but if you know how to save a person, you should also know how to marinate them…

Academic disagreements don’t have to lead to personal attacks, or you could end up in a mental institution and get beaten to death.

The academic world of the Academy isn’t all that bad, but that’s what they say.

I thought the atmosphere of the Empire and Imperial academia was much closer to England than to Hungary.

Anyway, the conclusion has been reached. It is said that foreigners are coming to the Academy for academic exchanges between countries and for alcohol lectures.

Preparations were progressing steadily.

Specifically, I decided to write a book.

-About basic drinking techniques.

Anyway, when people come from overseas, you have to show them some kind of booklet, right? If you’re going to give a lecture, that is. You’re doing it in a half-hearted manner.

On the one hand.

There will come a day when I don’t work at the Academy Hospital. I need to write it down diligently for that time. Starting with the most basic things.

It was just as discussed with the graduate students.

I had some expectations.

If the presentation of the paper changed the minds of the academy and the empire, wouldn’t this be an opportunity to save more people overseas?

They said they came from the North, from the Kingdom of Lutece, from the cities of the elves, from the edge of the empire.

It took time for my fame, and more importantly my academic achievements, to spread beyond the Empire. Now it seems to be paying off.

In conclusion, scholars from various countries surrounding the empire and from all over the continent have decided to come. Although I haven’t received the exact list yet.

Letters were coming in one after another. These days, there are so many that I just open them up. But there might be an important letter… … .

Most of them were letters requesting invitations to lectures I gave. They were even coming from overseas.

A letter from the North, where penicillin was miraculously received and the plague was stopped. A letter from other nobles in the Kingdom of Lutece, across the sea. A letter from the temple, a letter from the elven city.

What’s the last one?

I’m sitting in the Imperial Capital, the Academy, so it seems like there are quite a few Ainz races outside the capital. Let’s take a look.

-To Professor Asterix.

-I have heard that the Imperial Academy has recently been making medical advancements of unprecedented scale. As friends of the Empire, I hope we can learn about them as well.

The letters continued to flow after that.

I think the other letters will have similar content.

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and…….

I looked at Melissa, who had just arrived.

Melissa was sitting upright at my desk in my lab, her eyes wide open. She looked very nervous.

“Hello, Professor.”

“Are the preparations going well?”

“Preparations for the announcement at the palace are going well. I will say that I will cooperate with the Kingdom of Lutece to achieve this and that.”

Talk to the palace. You can just let it go, or you can be completely blocked and not be able to say anything. Melissa raised her head in triumph.

“Have you had a good conversation with your family?”

“Yes.”

It was surprising. I didn’t know Melissa’s family had that much influence. It didn’t seem to.

There are a lot of nobles in the Academy. The Healing Department is a little less so, but there are quite a few. But Melissa didn’t seem particularly wealthy.

“What did your family say?”

“We may not have a lot of power, but… … . We don’t make medicine, we sell it. It’s not difficult. I’ll try to push it.”

Melissa has a good strategy.

He achieved maximum results by balancing his influence as a foreign noble, his strengths and weaknesses as a foreigner, and his expertise as a healer.

So, I won’t be a graduate student.

Graduate school requires a passion for academics. People with ambitions for power or money will have a hard time staying in graduate school.

“All I can promise is to take you to the palace. I don’t know how the imperial officials and the prince will react.”

“Don’t worry.”

This is something we’ve all mentioned before. Let’s get to the main topic of today. Education.

“This time, we will gather people from overseas and healers to teach a relatively simple technique that can help patients.”

Melissa tilted her head.

“Really?”

“I think it would be good for you to come too. You said you wanted to learn medicine here and take it back to the kingdom.”

“Hmm. What are some examples?”

“Suturing, hand hygiene, etc.”

They may not seem like much, but they are simple things that can make a big difference in a patient’s prognosis. Melissa nodded.

It’s something I’ve thought about several times.

The Empire is a class society, but on the other hand, it is not a society that ignores the voices of young people. Just look at Melissa.

Of course, the empire wasn’t all good. Having lived in Korea for a long time, I thought that was something to be envious of.

“Aha. I see.”

Melissa seemed to be thinking deeply about my answer, and I looked at her.

“Well done, anyway.”

“What is it?”

“It must not have been easy to prepare and come this far. I hope it goes well.”

I don’t know how the royal family will react. I have already conveyed my opinion that they should accept Miss Melissa’s opinion, but I have not heard a response.

Suddenly, Melissa checked her watch.

“Oh, it’s time to go to class already. I’ll let you know when the progress is made.”

I nodded, and Melissa hurried out of the lab, grabbing her bag. It’s already on time, and if I’m not careful, I’ll be late for class.

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dripping.

The door to the lab opened with a rather loud knock. This time, Mint rushed into the lab.

It’s more urgent than usual.

I looked at the princess. I wondered if someone was hurt, but the princess’s expression was bright. It was not at all like she had come to me because of a problem.

“What’s going on?”

“Come out quickly! It’s snowing now.”

The princess laughed heartily.

Is it really snowing? Mint linked arms with me and dragged me out of the lab. I ran after the princess.

First snow.

Well, in the Empire, the first snow had a little less significance. Here, it rains all year round.

Before today, there were a few nasty, unpleasant snow and rain showers. Should I consider today’s snow the first?

The princess took me out of the building.

The snow that fell today was clean and white. It was enough to make a snowman. Mint took me to the garden.

“My eyes are wide open.”

I nodded. The snow was puffing under my feet. The princess smiled brightly.

The snowy scenery in the garden was unusual.

Whether by magic or by the still colorful plants in the garden, the white snow was piled high above them.

Mint snapped her fingers, and a bench in the garden was cleaned. Mint sat down on the bench and motioned for me to sit next to her.

As soon as she sat down next to me, Mint immediately leaned over to me and grabbed my hand with her little finger. Maybe it was because the weather was cold, but her fingers were a little cold.

“The first snow is already falling… … . I wish it would snow so much that I could make a snowman.”

The footprints I left as I walked to the bench were slowly disappearing. Mint must have done something, because no snow had piled up on top of Mint and me.

The princess stared at one side of the garden. White snow had piled up on the ground in the shape of a small snowman. I briefly touched Mint’s cheek.

“Ying.”

Mint hugged me again.

“I love it! I never thought I’d be able to see the person I like for the first time… … . At least until I came to the Academy.”

I nodded.

I opened my mouth to answer, but Mint muttered something and clung to me. Words probably weren’t important. I kept my mouth shut.

“Do you think so too, teacher?”

“Yes.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, teacher… … . Anyway, it’s not like the teacher is sick or anything. It’s not like I saved the teacher.”

Mint let out a small sigh.

There’s a bit more snow in the garden.

“Shall I go in? It looks cold.”

“Yeah.”

I got up from my seat first and helped Mint up. We went inside the building. It seemed to be getting colder.

Mint looked around. It seemed like the snow was falling harder than before… … .

Meanwhile, the snowman Mint had been making with her magic was almost finished. Mint had finished making the face by sticking a branch into the snowman.

“Let’s go in now.”

I don’t know why the princess likes snow so much. It seems like liking snow could be seen as a bit childish.

It’s ambiguous, but isn’t he at an age where he would enjoy making snowmen? Could it be that he was sick and had a hard time playing in the snow?

This too, may be a longing for something that was not enjoyed.