A Depressed Kendo Player Possesses a Bastard Aristocrat
chapter-38-2

"Oh? And what might that be?"

"I request the right to legally import 'Deathweed,' a substance banned within the Empire due to its potent side effects."

"Deathweed…? Are you referring to Emotion-Soothing Tobacco?"

Milliam seemed surprised by my unexpected request.

His reaction was understandable.

Deathweed was a potent tranquilizer.

Deathweed (死滅草).

Also known as Emotion-Soothing Tobacco.

As the name suggests, it was a blend of various herbs compressed into a cigarette-like stick.

Inhaling the smoke had the effect of alleviating negative mental states.

Due to this effect, it was used by retired soldiers and patients suffering from mental illnesses, but it had fallen out of use due to severe side effects such as hallucinations and auditory illusions.

Simply put, it was essentially medical-grade marijuana.

"Deathweed…"

Milliam frowned, then gave me a pitiful look.

"It seems your mind is still not fully recovered."

"I apologize."

"…How do you intend to deal with the side effects?"

"I have a way."

The side effects of Deathweed were hallucinations and auditory illusions.

They were so potent that most people couldn't withstand them.

That was why ordinary people wouldn't dare touch Deathweed.

But I had 'Iron Will.'

It meant I could negate the side effects caused by mere drugs.

"Well, I'm sure you'll find a way. You have my permission."

"I am honored."

"However, you are the only one who should use it. You are not allowed to distribute the imported Deathweed within the Empire."

"Of course."

With this, I could now deal with the panic states that 'Iron Will' couldn't handle.

As I lowered my head with a satisfied smile, Milliam concluded the meeting.

"It's getting quite late. Let's end our conversation here."

"Yes. I shall take my leave."

"Stay as long as you like. If you need anything, ask Bella."

"I am overwhelmed by your generosity."

"Off you go."

I bowed deeply and left the audience chamber.

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And that night.

"…I can't sleep."

Strangely alert, I tossed and turned in bed for a long time before finally getting up, my body stiff.

My whole body was fatigued, but sleep evaded me.

Perhaps it was the change in sleeping environment.

It seemed my insomnia, which had been dormant for a while, had returned.

"I'm tired…"

I sighed in frustration.

The feeling of being sleepy but unable to sleep was truly infuriating.

I rubbed my throbbing temples and looked at the large window beside the bed.

The bluish moonlight streamed through the glass, casting an ethereal glow on the room.

I stared at it blankly.

The moonlight in this world was truly beautiful.

Unlike the yellowish moon of my previous life, this moon was blue, giving it a more mystical feel.

I got out of bed and walked towards the window to get a better view of the scenery outside.

The night view beyond the transparent wall was breathtaking.

"Wow…"

A beautiful garden stretched out beyond the terrace.

The vibrant flowerbeds, a harmonious tapestry of colors, seemed to come alive under the tranquil moonlight.

I carefully opened the window and stepped outside.

The soft grass felt pleasant beneath my bare feet.

I shivered slightly at the ticklish yet cool sensation as I walked.

-Rustle… Rustle…

A soft rustling sound echoed as I brushed against the blades of grass.

The early autumn breeze, laden with the scent of nature, playfully ruffled my hair.

Peaceful.

I closed my eyes, savoring the moment.

It had been so long since I had experienced such tranquility.

Both in my past and present life, I had been constantly caught up in one thing or another, never truly able to relax.

-Chirp… Chirp…

As I listened to the chirping of crickets, the fatigue and gloom that had clouded my mind seemed to dissipate little by little.

I opened my eyes and looked up at the sky.

The inky black canvas was dotted with countless twinkling stars.

A sea of stars illuminating the dark night sky.

Millions of stars, shining with millions of lights, chasing away the loneliness.

Perhaps it was…

A fragment of time, representing the old days that I had tried to forget.

"......"

I stood still in the middle of the garden, lost in thought.

As time passed, the unpleasant fatigue that had been plaguing me gradually faded.

I turned to go back to my room.

Just as I was about to step onto the terrace…

"Young Master Lishite…?"

A familiar voice called out from behind me.

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