“You’re saying that your presence was requested from a graduate here, right?”

“Yes, that’s right. There was someone we were looking for here.”

Fortunately, the academy campus was crowded today, perhaps because there was no afternoon class.

Instead of implementing the dormitory system for all students, the Nippler Academy allowed families to come and go comfortably, so children of our age were often seen on campus.

After meeting this guy, I decided to visit his grandfather, as I told my mother.

“Oh.”

Finally, it’s that person.

He was waiting for us in front of the dormitory.

It was a man with bright purple hair and gray eyes.

Oh my. It’s been a while since I saw you.

Billiers Hillard.

He was the most famous doctor in the Empire and a person with good skills. The combined number of papers and academic journals published by Billiers reached hundreds or thousands of people.

In addition, Billiers was also the person who led the study of Nisephor. It was not attempted by anyone with a strong spirit of sacrifice.

It was also mainly his achievements that Billiers’ lab made progress in research on Nisephor.

Billiers raised his glasses.

“I did not expect you to be a little kid,” he commented.

I’ve met Billiers before.

Billiers had one more thing to do besides his exceptional abilities. It is called Dalbyeon Street.

A familiar voice overlapped over his voice.

“Legendary medicine that makes the dying ‘little brother’ stand up.”

Also, he was the doctor who sold me the ‘wonderful’ medicine.

The doctor told me that that medicine would make him raise a man;s little one up. But meeting him face-to-face like this makes me think that it’s a strange moment.

“You can’t ignore me because I’m a kid,” I said. “Don’t you think I know a lot for a kid?”

“Ho,” Billiers let out a small laugh. “How much does the little lady know?”

Billiers bowed his back to us at the moment. It was a gaze that was full of interest. Gerald pulled me back to see if I said something wrong.

Can you guess?

Gerald had also taken the medicine Billiards gave me.

Whether it was Billiers’ medicine that showed its effect, it only made him swing the sword at dawn for a while.

Anyway, I thought he was a quack when I saw and heard things like that.

Is he really the one who will be an expert on the disease called Nisephor?

“Dangerous, Lulu,” Jeje said.

“Me?”

Billiers laughed absurdly.

“I’m not a weird person.”

Why does it keep overlapping? I should be the one who should talk to Billiers, not you!

“Trust me, kid. I’m different from quack doctors.”

Oh . . . I’m about to lose my credibility.

* * *

Billiers took us to the coffee house, perhaps thinking it was difficult to have a serious conversation with us in such a crowded place.

Fortunately, there were drinks and snacks for young children.

“Eat this, too.”

Gerald yielded his snacks to me.

“Good.”

I won’t refuse to eat.

Billiers laughed at me while I was chewing Gerald’s food.

“Is the little lady the one who sent me that letter?”

“That’s right,” I answered.

“Where did you find that?”

“It’s a trade secret.”

“Wow . . . Where did you learn that?”

From you, who else?

Fortunately, Gerald wasn’t very interested in the conversation between Billiers and me.

Billiers and I have been talking about Nisephor for quite some time. I tried to tell as few stories as possible because no one knows that I am an eight-year-old kid who has returned from the future.

I’ve never studied as hard as I did when I was twenty-nine.

I remembered all the academic journals and papers that came out roughly every year after that.

“What’s the name of the little lady?”

“Louella,” I said. “It’s Louella Leander.”

Suddenly, Billiers’ attitude became polite. I turned my head, looking at Gerald as I cleared my throat.

And then . . .

“Can I ask you why you want to know about Nisephor?”

“What?”

What the heck?

“By the way,” he paused as he stared directly into my eyes. “Why do you want to know about Nisephor?”

“It’s because you never know who’s going to catch the disease.”

Until my father’s disease broke out, I never thought such misfortune would hit my family.

Fate is always bound to sound the alarm of being careless.

And I was going to never let my guard down this time.

“It could be my family.”

“Aha.”

“So, I want you to continue your research.”

“Can we exchange letters?”

“I like that, “ I nodded in response. “That would be great.”

In fact, it was better to exchange secret letters than to talk with him in person like this. We’ll be able to speak more.

Billiers’s research must be developed to save my father.