While this drug can't prolong life, it's the best antidote against assassinations for royalty. I believe, once the delivery is made, the king will be very pleased.
October 1st, 2922. Weather: clear.
Once again, I'm at a loss.
After the failure of the drug research team's project, we've returned to aimless research. Although occasionally there are new discoveries, they are actually far from the ultimate goal. But it's okay, I realize now that every other department here is ultimately in service of the drug research team. If they can't find the answer, we can take it easy, work on our own stuff.
A friend mentioned today after returning from vacation that it seems a little turbulent outside, we're supposedly at war with a neighboring country. I hope the war doesn't affect my little angel. Why can't everyone just live in peace? The world of politics is always beyond our understanding.
June 5th, 2923. Weather: cloudy.
