Why Is It Called Monkey Blood Medicine の小説・ストーリー

Alpha Octavius had asked Medura. But his eyes were on me. Not on her. Me. I kept my gaze lowered, wringing out a cloth over the feverish cub in front of me. “Our magic is still holding them,” Medura said, “But we need a team to steal more vials...” “Why do we have to steal?” Alpha Octavius cut in sharply. The cubs coughed around us. He looked at me then. A flicker of pain in his eyes. “Because we can’t afford them,” Medura had answered bitterly. “Humans turned our own blood and vampire plasma into luxury medicine.”

Much of his memories were still a blur. The bulls had been ferocious, compelling them to swallow their experimental concoctions and later when they refused, they starved them deliberately and laced their food and drinks with venom. Their torturers had access to all kinds of poison extracted from varying herbs and plants found on the Xuancang Mountains, insects, lizard-like reptiles and small snakes.

“If this illness exists, then someone must know how to treat it.” Elena nodded slowly. “There is allegedly a cure. But according to these texts, the cure can only be found in the Bloodmoon pack.” Andrei and I stared at her in shock. I recalled hearing about Bloodmoon—an ancient and powerful pack that had long since been slaughtered by rogues. They were said to possess magic from the Moon Goddess’s bloodline, magic that could heal any illness. “The Bloodmoon pack died out generations ago,” Andrei said. “That’s what everyone believes,” Elena said. “But some scholars think they never actually died out. They think the pack went into hiding to protect their ancient knowledge and healing practices

Those venomous insects included Red-ringed Centipedes, snakes, scorpions, and spiders. The insects were dark-colored and they flooded the monastery like a tide. Without hesitation, Darryl gave Yolanda a crimson medicine. "Eat this!" The medicine was the Holy Elixir, an elixir for detoxing that Darryl had recently researched. After one takes it, one would be immunized from any poison. When Darryl was resting in the flower hall in the Sword Sect, he made a few of them in his spare time. Yolanda took the medicine but did not eat it immediately.

"It wasn't my fault! It was that so-called miracle doctor! He said if Garrett took the pill, he'd be fine, and he'd wake up for sure!" The doctor cut her off sharply. "Then that explains it. That pill wasn't medicine. It was laced with a powerful stimulant. It can make someone move for a short time, but the toxin eats away at their flesh." He pointed at Garrett's writhing body. "It starts from the arm, then spreads to the chest and the stomach. Then, the whole body rots until the organs shut down completely."

And that never happens. I tip the cup in my hand and down the last bit of the blood-brewed coffee. Thick, dark, and bitter on my tongue. A blend from the Carmine Arabica plantations, the kind of beans only cultivated in blood-fed soil. Vampires have been growing it for centuries. We call it Sanguara. It's just enough to pass for normal and keep the skin from going pale. It dulls the thirst too. But it doesn’t drown it. Especially mine and my brothers’.

“I’ve had my speculations over the years, but no one has ever given me a straight answer. I heard somewhere that mom had been poisoned when she was still pregnant with you. I’ve been trying to do everything in my power to research every possible poison known to man, including its effects. I’d hoped to find the one closest to your case. And I finally did.” “Moon Tear.” Chris nodded. “It originates from Egypt and is considerably rare. But the cure, oddly enough, is quite common.” “What is the cure?” “Honey, believe it or not.” My jaw went slack. Had that been the only reason why my wolf had been making such brief appearances? “I take honey in my tea all the time...Could that be the reason why

He didn't hesitate to continue, "There's this rare herb that grows down here, more south of the Crowalt Pack's territory. It helps the circulation of blood for the she-wolf blood providers so that they can produce more, and not be injured by the letting of their blood. It's so valuable to them, they will pay a fortune for it. It's a lucrative trade, and I want to get some of the proceeds." He settled back in his chair, looking incredibly proud of himself, and sipped more wine. My head was spinning. Suddenly it made sense, all that tea they forced me to drink all those years. Even when they imprisoned me, but it was so habitual from my childhood, I hadn't thought anything of it.

He reached inside his briefcase and brought out another set of fresh pictures with detailed writing underneath them. "Please, save me the boring medical terminology and go straight to the point." "Sure, I'll. All this is trying to say is that" he pointed at the papers, "either a compound of her blood or a whole cell of her blood or someone from her lineage was used to create this." "Make it make sense to me. This doesn't make sense at all to me. How can a virus be created with someone's blood?" "It might be confusing but that's what the research we have been carrying out concluded. Venita is the cure we have for now. Until we have more to explain, I would advise she's protected and kept a se

The concubines looked excited they each took a glass for themselves and drank it. "It is good wine." One of them said grinning. "I know that…", Dina said drinking from a golden cup filled with wine from a different bottle… "It is also good in masking the smell of poison." Dina added "What? One of the maid said looking confused just then her colleague standing beside her fell on the ground vomiting blood. Yuvie was shocked to her bone marrow, she turned to her other direction and saw her other friend fall to the ground abruptly, she too started vomiting blood.