I Will Buy Divine Power With Money! - Chapter 33

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————

“To think I’d be doing something like this in my lifetime.”

I really don’t want to do this kind of thing either.

But I can’t go around wounding other people’s bodies just to test the potion’s effects.

If I did that, rumors would surely spread that the Holy Maiden was starting to cause trouble again.

Most importantly, there’s another reason why I have to do this alone.

【Activating skill ‘Blessing’.】

I imbued the potion with a blessing.

A red aura slightly swirled in the liquid that had been bright orange.

This is what I’ve been curious about from the beginning.

If blessed sacred objects can alleviate Rute’s pain, couldn’t they also affect potions?

I didn’t hesitate and immediately drank the potion.

Somehow it seemed to go down smoother than before.

Of course, the effect was the same.

“Wow, this actually works.”

The wound on my left forearm that had been dripping blood began to heal visibly fast.

It took about a minute total to heal to the point where only a reddish mark remained.

It couldn’t compare to the speed of the potions Idella made in the original work, but considering it was a blessing from a Holy Maiden with only 10% divine power, it was an amazing effect.

If I put it in better potions, the efficacy would be doubled from now.

“From now on, I just need to bless everything before distribution.”

However, I can’t let Airic catch me using blessings, so I have to do it secretly.

But how?

I started racking my brain while glaring at the potion.

Sigh, I don’t know why there are so many things to lie about in my second life.

* * *

“This isn’t it either.”

Potion Workshop.

After receiving first sample approval from Holy Maiden Ordel, the production team accelerated their potion improvement research.

Although Ordel said they could take their time, the research-obsessed alchemists were glued to potions all day long.

No matter how much they researched, they couldn’t produce anything better than the potions sold by active alchemists.

“Since it contains the Sun God’s divine power, it should definitely be superior to alchemy potions.”

Zenrik tore at his hair.

The result was certain, but not knowing the process was driving him truly insane.

“If we could just find the mixing ratio of these two ingredients, we could really do it perfectly…!”

“Are you still unable to give up on mixing those incompatible ingredients?”

Wolfgang, whose face was as darkly haggard as Zenrik’s, clicked his tongue.

“It’s common knowledge that even ordinary people who aren’t alchemists know that mixing amin flowers and rindal grass creates poison. Isn’t it time to abandon your stubbornness?”

Amin flowers with stabilizing effects and rindal grass with hemostatic properties were ingredients often used in potion making.

But surprisingly, when these two were mixed together, they became a serious poison.

So many people died from using them together unknowingly that it became common knowledge even among ordinary people.

Therefore, Wolfgang was frustrated with Zenrik who still couldn’t let go of his attachment.

“This isn’t stubbornness. And it’s not being unreasonable either.”

Zenrik roughly tousled his hair.

“I was so curious about why the two plants were incompatible that I spent about 2 years investigating it before…”

Wolfgang didn’t sarcastically ask if he had wasted 2 whole years on something useless.

It was common for alchemists who couldn’t stand their curiosity.

“If you just look at the components themselves, there are no conflicting points. Rather, they match very well.”

“Really?”

“Yes. But the reason toxicity develops is because if either side becomes even slightly excessive, the effect becomes too strong.”

Just because a medicine’s efficacy is strong doesn’t mean it’s all good.

Sometimes excess can actually become a cause of worsening illness.

“So if we just get the mixing right, everything will be solved.”

It would require precise mixing where the ratio difference between the two ingredients goes down to decimal places.

Honestly, it was no different from tedious work, but Zenrik really wanted to accomplish it.

How could he call himself an alchemist if he couldn’t even solve this level of curiosity?

Wolfgang sighed at the sight of Zenrik clenching both fists.

“…What if you end up failing and the Holy Maiden kicks you out? Before that, please solve the potion performance problem first.”

“Hey! Don’t jinx me!”

It was the moment Zenrik’s voice got a little louder at the morale-dampening comment.

“…Y-you’re not fighting right now, are you?”

Lana, who had been buried in books in one corner of the research lab, quietly asked.

Zenrik and Wolfgang, who could hear her voice better than anyone since the marble destruction incident, immediately denied it.

“Fighting? I’m just feeling hurt!”

“I was worried that the Holy Maiden might kick this person out.”

When they earnestly appealed that they absolutely weren’t fighting, Lana smiled brightly with a relieved face.

“That’s a relief…!”

We’re the ones who are relieved. That we could calm her down before Lana raised her fists.

Zenrik and Wolfgang secretly breathed sighs of relief.

“And… the Holy Maiden wouldn’t kick us out just for not producing results.”

Then Lana spoke in an unusually firm voice.

It was a surprising statement for someone who was quite afraid of the Holy Maiden.

“…I-I just feel like the current Holy Maiden wouldn’t do that.”

When Zenrik and Wolfgang’s eyes widened, Lana blushed and hung her head low.

Come to think of it, they said the current Ordel had reformed.

They had heard warnings several times here to be careful because her actual personality was very terrifying.

They said she was scarier than Lana, so just how scary was that?

The two people simultaneously looked at the marble floor that Lana had broken.

The repairs still weren’t properly finished, so the memory of that day came back vividly.

‘If Lana Priestess is this much, then what about the Holy Maiden who has much stronger divine power? She could destroy not just the floor, but pillars, or even buildings, right?’

Thinking that suddenly made them feel chills.

They quietly resolved to never mess with not only Lana but also Ordel.

* * *

“Oh, Holy Maiden.”

I was having tea time with Monica and Victoria in the garden when I turned my head.

Zenrik, whose face was darkly haggard, was shuffling toward us.

“…I told you that sleep isn’t something you do after you’re dead.”

“The research isn’t making progress, so I just can’t fall asleep…”

At his bitter smile, I sighed and patted the seat next to me.

“Come here and rest while having a cup of tea.”

Zenrik didn’t decline and slowly walked over, plopping down. He was practically a zombie.

“Originally, problems are solved better when you’re resting rather than when you’re wracking your brain.”

I comforted him. Actually, I’m in the same situation.

I couldn’t think of any excuse for blessing the potions, so I ended up coming outside to idle around like this.

Still, I wasn’t particularly anxious.

It was the same when I was tracking murderers in my previous life. When I was wracking my brain at my desk, I couldn’t think of ways to arrest them, but when I took a break to clear my head, ideas would suddenly come to me.

Even while showering.

If my junior hadn’t stopped me, I almost would have run out naked – a heartwarming memory.

“So you should also take a breather while having a cup of tea.”

“Yes, I’ll gratefully drink it.”

Zenrik took a sip of the tea Monica had prepared.

Perhaps thanks to drinking something warm, some color returned to his face.

“Come to think of it, I don’t even know how long it’s been since I had a break like this.”

“We already don’t get many people coming here, and if corpses start showing up too, we’re really doomed. Take it easy with work before you die.”

Zenrik burst into laughter at my advice.

You’re laughing? I’m being serious, not joking.

“I should do that from now on. Resting feels this good.”

Zenrik, who still believed my words were a joke, spoke comfortably.

“But what is this tea? I’ve never had it before, but it has this taste that clings to my tongue. Somehow it seems to put my mind at ease too.”

“It’s tea made from dried Hias flower petals. It’s a flower that only grows at the Sun God’s Main Temple.”

This Hias flower was the only thing that survived in the temple where most flowers had nearly gone extinct.

This is because this flower can grow on its own with just sunlight and the Sun God’s divine power.

As long as the sun doesn’t disappear, this flower will never vanish from this place.

“Since it’s a flower imbued with divine power, it brings stability to mind and body. It’s exactly the tea you need when your head’s about to explode, right?”

“Yes, that’s… Huh? You said this flower contains divine power?”

“Yeah. The Temple of the Sea God probably has flowers or plants that only grow there and are imbued with divine power too, right?”

“That’s right. They have trees over there. Guardian trees, I think?”

Monica nodded and expressed agreement.

“Flowers imbued with divine power…”

Zenrik muttered blankly.

Suddenly, tremendous madness began pouring out from his orange eyes that had been worn down by fatigue.

What the hell, that’s scary.

—————
This chapter was translated by Lunox Team. To support us and help keep this series going, visit our website: LunoxScans.com
—————