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Fix a translation mistake in chapter 2 where 5 time is actually 50%, also correct some words for better understanding.
Author note: 【Cruel description】: Injury and burn are described.\n「『Status』」
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Takanashi Sei Lv.55／Saint
ＨＰ：4,867/4,867\n
ＭＰ：5,867/6,067
Combat Skill：\n
Saint Attribute Magic：Lv.∞
Production Skill：\n
Pharmacy ：Lv.21\n
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3 months since I’ve been summoned.
Just by making potions in the research institute, my pharmacy skill has risen to level 21.
Since the grade of potions goes up every 10 levels, I can now make high grade HP potions too.
However, I still often fail…
Because numerous of valuable medical herbs are used to make a high grade potion, I can’t make many at this level where the number of failure is too high.
The number of high grade HP potions that I have made since reaching level 20 are still 3, you see.
Even so, because the number of people capable of producing high grade potions are few to begin with, it seems to be a feat for researchers like me who are able to make a high grade potion.
It seems that up until now this research institute didn’t even have a single person that could make a high grade potion. Because the potion had to be ordered from outside when it was used for research, it seems that when I was able to make it everyone was happy at the amount of cost and time that would be cut down.
Although it’s necessary to make potions to raise the level of the pharmacy skill generally, because magic power would run dry, the number of potions that can be made in one day are limited, and I heard that the level cannot be raised easily.
Me?
「As always, you’ve made an unusual amount huh? 」
「Is that so?」
「Yes. Because something like making no less than 10 intermediate potions per day is pretty strange, no?」
Lined up in a row on the cabinet in front of my eyes are those intermediate HP potions.
The efficiency is of course 0.5 times more.
According to the chief of the research institute, in a rare case, the efficiency may be higher than that of a common high grade HP potion.
For the sake of investigating the cause of this strange efficiency in the potions that I make, Jude and 2 others have been inspecting them day and night.
But the cause could not be understood at all and, in the end, even other researchers have joined the inspection.
They inspect the potions from various angles. There are those who inspect the production progress, those who research the potion itself etc., and they carry out the inspection by variety. Meanwhile, I simply keep making potions.
Throughout the day.
When did it happen? It was the time that day when I made around 150 bottles of lower grade HP potions.
Jude asked, 「You can still make it?」
And regarding that my answer was, 「What are you talking about?」
In that moment, I finally knew what was called the normal quantity of potions a person could make per day.
As the grade becomes higher so does the magic power that needs to be poured into the potion. I heard that normally one can make 10 per day for intermediate grade or 100 for lower grade.
This is the case for a pharmacist whose specialty is in making potions. As for those in the research institute it is a little less it seems.
It is true that MP decreases when making potions but, because it is something insignificant, I did not care at all you know?
Hearing that Jude said, although while creating potions you must pour magic power he was told by many that, MP decreases steadily and in the first place, unless you are pouring magic power, only soup can be made if you just boil medical herbs.
In the end, the chief had said 「Let’s prioritize researching the method of improving efficiency in the potions」, which means that I returned to creating potions everyday but, it seems I got carried away a bit.
The potions that I made for research are too much, they have become left-overs.
Although they could garner a good amount of money if sold wholesale to the market, regrettably the efficiency is 0.5 times greater than the general ones, which would become a problem if sold in wholesale like this. In the research institute there is a wonderful amount of potions now.
「You’ve made a lot again. You’ll get scolded by the chief.」
「I forgot to count the number I made because I was concentrating, you know?」
It’s a lie.
I just want to quickly be able to make high grade HP potions without complaints, I was only leveling-up.
Because the medical herbs used are those from the herbal garden, recently there have been complaints to the chief that the medical herbs in the herbal garden has become scarce.
Because getting scolded is unpleasant, I’m thinking of hiding the potions I create today in my room. I am taking the one I created today from the storage when the laboratory door is opened with a loud*batan* sound.
When I turn back, there is a soldier with distorted breathing as he shouts 「Where is the chief?」 He had jumped into the laboratory.
When I point at the door to the chief’s room, he goes to the chief’s room in a great hurry.
Just what is happening?
The soldier and the chief come out of the chief’s room after a while.
「This is an emergency case, collect all of the recovery potions right now.」
「What happened?」
「The 3rd Cavalry Order was returning from Ghosh (Goushu ゴーシュ) forest but, it seem a salamander came out. There are many wounded and there aren’t enough potions it seems.」
Hearing from the researcher near the chief, I understand the situation.
This week the 3rd Knight Order subjugated demons in the Ghosh forest to the west of the royal palace but, somehow they suffered enormous damage there. The chief who always has a gentle mask with a radiant smile is giving instructions with a chilly face. Immediately the researchers noisily collect potions from the desk drawers and the shelves, and gather them together onto the desk near the entrance of the laboratory.
I, too, together with Jude take out the potions being kept in the cabinet and carry them.
The soldier, astonished, exclaims 「This much!」after seeing the amount of potions being gathered on the desk.
Yep, because they were recently amassed.
After taking out all the potions from the storage, because I remember there are high grade potions placed in my room, I go to retrieve them.
When I return from my room, it seems that they have collected all the potions in the laboratory. I finish loading the potions onto the wagon which has come beside the door.
「Someone come with me.」
By instructions of the chief, the researchers near the entrance board the wagon.\n
The wagon begins to run after I get on it.
「Hey, does something like a dragon come out from Ghosh forest?」
「Dragon? No, they don’t.」
「Isn’t a Salamander a fire drake?」
「Hm? The Salamander is merely a lizard that emits fire, you see.」
When I ask Jude, who came together, about the Salamander an unexpected answer came back.
The Salamander is not a dragon…
Although it’s a fire drake in the image inside my head…
「Although it’s a lizard, it’s able to cause such damage…」
「Even though it’s a lizard, it’s big. It’s also agile. Saying that it does not belong to the dragon grade, it is instead a demon with high grade.」
「Right.」
The image of the Salamander in my head has become a 10 meter long Komodo dragon.
It emits fire while moving forward at high speed. The moment it faces me, I’m pretty sure that I will be unable to move and give up on life.
While thinking how hard it will be for the Knight Order to fight such a high grade demon like that, the wagon stops at a corner of the royal palace.
As soon as I enter the building, the inside is a battlefield.
「This is terrible…」
「…」
In the room which is usually used as a hall, many injured people are sleeping, and in the space between them are people who seem to be doctors and nurses running around.
In the room the wounded and the groaning voices of those injured with burns caused by the Salamander flame overflow, and echoes of, 「The potions have yet to arrive?」are screamed by the doctors.
My carefree head a little while ago is getting cold, and while I stand still dumbfounded, the chief who had been leading claps his hand.
「Distribute the potions brought! You two are over there. Jude and Sei, please take care of the other side.」
「「「「Yes！」」」」
While holding several potions which I have brought at a time, I distribute them to the doctors here and there.
The doctors mostly stand near the seriously injured people, and give the potion to the patient as soon as it is received.
Because of the overall potion shortage, lower grade HP potions are also given to severely wounded people who have difficulty in complete recovery, unless it is an intermediate grade HP potion normally.
Maybe in that position, as a doctor’s feeling, it’s better than not giving it.
Especially when the patient is on the border of life and death.
Because by giving it they may be able to survive, right?
「This is!」
The doctor who gave the potion which was handed over by a researcher to the patient is surprised.
The skin which was greatly torn by the demon’s claw, when the potion was given to the patient who was roughly breathing, the wound completely disappeared, and the patient too, whose eyes were shut, opens them due to the pain suddenly disappearing. He confirms his body cautiously.
Including small scratches all over the place as well, every wound has disappeared and the pale face has recovered color too.
「It was lower grade right?」
The doctor with a dubious face holds up the empty bottle in his hand to look but, after everything was given to the patient, it is difficult to determine the grade.
Although it was certainly a lower-grade HP potion that was given to the doctor, it was not merely a lower-grade HP potion.
It was the 50% increase potion I created, in other words, the performance is that of an intermediate Potion.
Leaving the place before being asked something by the doctor, I distribute the potions one after another.
Although the surprised voices of the doctors and nurses can be heard here and there, I ignore them.
For now distribution takes priority.
「Are there no high grade HP potions?」
In the interior of the hall, I hear someone’s voice.
Many doctors and knights can be seen gathered when I look at where the voice came from.
Is there where the voice came from?
Because there are intermediate grade HP Potions on hand, I head there with them. The voices of discussion can be heard as I approach.
「This could be difficult even with a high grade. Is there no one that can use recovery magic?」
「Even if they can use recovery magic unless it is level 3 or more…」
「What about Saint-sama? Maybe that person can use level 3 recovery magic？」
「Because Crown Prince Kyle doesn’t want to show such a cruel scene like this to Saint-sama…」
「What!」
Kyle is certainly the first prince’s name, that red-head which may become bald in the future yes?
Certainly to see the seriously wounded parts of the patient without mosaic (censoring) is, very hard.
Even I, who prides herself in having some tolerance towards splatter, keep a tight view in order to not see it as much as possible but, that easy-going Aira-chan will faint the moment she sees that.
The civil officer-like person explains the reason why Aira-chan can’t come to the knight. Is that knight the patient’s friend?
Although I can’t make a judgment, due to the crowding where I can’t even see the patient, it seems to be a serious injury where recovery will be difficult even with a high grade HP potion.
When I look around the crowd I see the chief there too and walk over. I am called by the chief who notices me.
「Sei, are there any high grade HP potions left?」
「Ah, if it isn’t the 「Chief!」」
When I turn toward the voice, the doctors and nurses begin to move busily.
The patient’s condition seems to have taken a sudden turn.
I too push people aside, and arrive beside the patient.
Looking closely the right upper half of the patient body is burnt, on the other side are various wounds. To be alive with this degree of injury is a miracle.
The rough breathing is gradually growing quiet.
「Hey, move aside!」
When I push the doctor aside and look at the patient, I feel like he is going to die soon.
I take the high grade HP Potion out of my apron pocket in a hurry, open the lid, and bring it close to his mouth.
Because of my loud voice 「Please drink it!」, although it’s a little, he seems to be able to drink it somehow.
A period of time passes as he finishes drinking all of the potion, and when I look at the patient, the charred skin has come off, and underneath it appears beautiful skin.
Fuuu, when I blow out a good-work-done like breath, from the surrounding an 「Uoooooooooooooo!」 cheer arises.