Miss Witch, please don't leave your fragrance everywhere

Chapter 39 Stewart's New Life

　　Over the next ten days, Angelica stayed with Stewart and told him about her past experiences as usual. Stewart seemed unaffected and was extremely open-minded about the fact that he would pass away in a few days.
　　Abigail and Chloe quickly became friends. In her spare time, Chloe would learn magic from the witch with Abigail.
　　"Well, that's about it for Aurigais, Sequence 9: Riding King. Although the name sounds very cool, this magic is not all-encompassing."

　　Abigail thought for a moment, "Sister Angelica means I can't ride a griffin?"
　　"No, I mean it doesn't apply to humans. At first, I thought I would be able to be on top after learning this trick."
　　"Huh?"

　　Abigail didn't understand Angelica's feelings at all.
　　Chloe, who also learned magic, looked depressed and showed no joy at all. Today was the last day, and tomorrow was the day when Stewart would die.
　　Chloe was in no mood to learn magic now. She just wanted to make Stewart feel at ease. With the blessing of magic, Stewart would not have any worries when he left.

　　Angelica whispered, "You'll need it, Miss Chloe."
　　"...Well, thank you for your guidance."
　　Chloe thought that Angelica did this to give her the ability to ride a velociraptor. Chloe had no experience riding a velociraptor, but after learning this magic, she could ensure that she would not be thrown out.

　　Stewart smiled with relief. This way, Chloe could leave Devin and move to another town after his death.
　　Today will be Stewart's last day. Stewart tried to comfort Chloe with an optimistic attitude, saying that he was in good condition and would not suffer too much when he left.
　　Chloe decided to stay in Stewart's room tonight to accompany him on his last night. Abigail had a good impression of this optimistic, cheerful, and adventurous uncle from the bottom of her heart, and chose to accompany Chloe to keep watch.

　　Angelica chose to go back to her room to rest as usual and didn't seem to care much about Stewart's last day.
　　The next morning, Abigail rushed into Angelica's bedroom in a panic.
　　"Sister Angelica! Wake up!"

　　"It's so big... it can't fit in..."
　　“?!”
　　"Mmmmm... Salami... so delicious..."
　　"Why is it that every time Sister Angelica talks in her sleep, she is eating?!"

　　Abigail, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, pulled back Angelica's quilt and forcibly woke up Angelica, who was still mumbling.
　　"Sister Angelica! Mr. Stewart, he, he..."
　　"…He's still alive, right?"

　　Angelica said lazily, yawning.
　　"What did Sister Angelica do?"
　　"No, I'm not a doctor, and magic can't heal diseases."

　　Angelica washed up as usual before going to Stewart's room with Abigail.
　　Stewart sat on the bed with a confused look on his face. Chloe had been keeping vigil all night. When she saw that Stewart was still alive, she instantly lost all sleepiness and excitedly praised the greatness of God.
　　However, Stewart felt that it was probably Angelica who did something. His amulet was not effective in preventing death, and Angelica was a powerful magician.

　　"Ms. Angelica, could it be that you..."
　　"I didn't do anything."
　　"That's really weird... the doctor said today is my death date... why am I still alive?"

　　Angelica held her forehead in her hand silently. It was actually a very simple truth.
　　"Mr. Stewart, why do you think that doctors are so powerful that they can accurately determine the date of a patient's death?"
　　"Can't I?"

　　"I can assert that no matter how skilled a doctor is, he cannot predict that a patient will die two years from now. Predicting death is a magical field. The doctor in Devin is just an ordinary person. He does not have any magic tools."
　　When Stewart claimed that he would die in a dozen days, Angelica found it strange. In the world where she lived before coming to the other world, technology was so advanced that the average life expectancy of ordinary people could reach over 75 years old. However, even so, the medical technology of her time was still unable to accurately predict the life expectancy of each person.
　　Humans are both strong and fragile creatures. Sometimes they can survive for a month in the ruins of an earthquake collapse thanks to their desire to survive, but sometimes a fall from the ground is enough to be fatal. It is impossible to accurately predict lifespan with pure technology, at least in an alien world where technology from the Middle Ages is common.

　　Seeing Stewart's incredulous expression, Angelica felt helpless.
　　"Mr. Stewart really doesn't understand anything about medical treatment..."
　　Human cognition changes with the development of time. For example, in history, humans believed in the geocentric theory for a long time and firmly believed that the stars in the sky revolved around the Earth. This was not until the Age of Exploration that this belief was gradually overturned. To be fair, Angelica did not think that Stewart was stupid. After all, people in the Middle Ages had extremely immature medical cognition.

　　Like Stewart, he has completely fallen into the misunderstanding that whatever the doctor says is the truth.
　　"I specifically went to talk to the doctor who treated you and bewitched him with a little magic. He immediately told the truth. Many people came to Mr. Stewart to ask for money by trying to establish a relationship with him. He once came and hoped that Mr. Stewart would fund the renovation of their house. At that time, Mr. Stewart refused him."
　　“…I have basically no impression of it.”

　　"But he remembered that there was a thorn in his heart, so when Mr. Stewart went to see the doctor, he had no intention of treating him seriously."
　　“That’s too much!”
　　Chloe was outraged.

　　“Does this count as being a doctor?”
　　Angelica thought that there were probably many such people. After all, in this era, there was no need for special examinations or certifications. Doctors in many towns were even butchers working part-time. Although most people thought that these were two completely unrelated professions, it was true that many towns without full-time doctors were like this.
　　"The so-called life expectancy of Mr. Stewart is today, which is nothing more than a date made up by the doctor. It is neither special nor meaningful. Mr. Stewart is indeed ill, but the reason for being bedridden is more of a psychological suggestion of Mr. Stewart. Mr. Stewart himself gave up treatment. Someone once told me that no matter how skilled a doctor is, he cannot save a patient who has no desire to live."

　　Stuart's eyes widened in astonishment. In fact, ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) if he had tried rehabilitation, he would have easily discovered that although his body was not as good as before, how could he live less than two years? Perhaps his relatives had tortured his heart so much that the exhausted Stuart had fallen into depravity and chose to wait for the arrival of Hades.
　　"My commission ends here, Mr. Stewart. Although you have wasted two years in bed, you still have a lot of time left."