The flas spread through the oil trench and lit up the entire place, making fire walls around Clara and Maria as they were at the center. Keith couldn't look inside thanks tot he flas, so he simply sat down and waited as both excitent and anxiety filled his being.
Passage of ti felt extrely slow and each minute felt like an hour filled with anxious agony. After a few minutes, he was unable to hold it in and walked out of the place in a hurry.
The fact that the marriage would help with the survival rate was true and was also written in the novel, but it never stated that the survival rate was a 100%. It was only after the ritual began, did Keith realise this and he just couldn't contain his anxiety anymore.
Not knowing what to do, he decided to distract himself with other things but before that, he had one thing to do. He rushed over to an inn and completed the luck ritual, the result of which was to increase Clara's luck for the next three hours.
Once that was done, he felt way better and left the inn before he moved to the church of dicine. He saw a middle aged woman cursing so slly thief as she planted flowers at the place where the flower plants were missing.
Keith thickened his skin like multiple shaless young masters and continued on to the right side of the church. As he got closer to the dicine garden, he saw four armoured knights standing guard so he approached them with his ring in hand which proved that he was an official mber of the church of protection.
"Hello, I'm here to buy a specific plant. Can soone tell how to get the process done? After all buying directly from a church is a pretty lengthy process." he said and the Knights looked at each other before they faced Keith.
"Go to to the confessional. That's the place." one of them said and Keith left.
He headed over to the confessional and asked for the Veluria Thornplant.
"Ten baroms for ten grams of dry leaves, or flowers. We don't sell the fruits, and if you want a life plant... you'll have to pay a hundred baroms for one."
'Damn, that's so pricey...' he thought as he did his calculations, 'A hundred baroms.... that's like five zen for one plant.'
He let out a soft sigh and nodded, "Alright, how many do you have? Live plants, I an."
"We only sell a maximum of hundred to a person." the priest said calmly and Keith silently nodded as he brought out a lot of Barom notes that he had robbed from Timmy's place last night. He sat down on a bench and silently counted the notes one by one. By the ti he reached a hundred, he realised that he would have to repeat the process ninety nine more tis and frowned.
'Damn, too much work.' he complained inwardly and left the place to go to a bank. Once he was there, he took a look at the conversation table for gold and silver before nodding to himself.
1 gram of gold = 100 grams of silver
1 gram of gold = 100 Baroms
1 gram of silver = 1 Barom
It was slightly confusing, especially since 1 barom, which was equivalent to a bronze coin, could be traded for one gram of silver, but it actually did make sense. Each coin was around 10 grams, which ant that the value of silver wasn't misplaced.
1 Barom for 1 gram of silver felt fair since 1 Barom could also be exchanged for 1 bronze coin from Morose kingdom.
Keith stopped right there and didn't go further since he didn't feel like filling his head with useless information. He could also recalculate the values of different currencies if he needed it, so he simply walked out of the bank, bought a jute bag and tossed in 10 bricks of silver.
Each one of them weighed one kilogram, so he was able to exchange them all for 10,000 Baroms.
The whole thing was long and annoying, but Keith finally managed to get his 100 Veluria Thornplants. He got a few people to carry them all to the protection church's training grounds and then he got more people to help him move them to an empty room inside the church.
Once he was alone, he sent them all into his spatial dinsion and made sure to water them before he rushed back to buy a hundred grams of dried velluria leaves. He received a large bag and took it with him as he walked back to the ritual room.
He took out a few leaves and used his knife to cut them into small pieces before he put them between his palms and crushed them even more. Once they were crushed and torn into small pieces, he put them into the pipe and lit them up before taking a deep puff.
It felt extrely smooth unlike the cigarettes he had smoked in his previous life. He hadn't touched them since he ca here because this body wasn't addicted to nicotine. Veluria wasn't an addictive product and the pipe's only drawback was that it induced over confidence if used too much.
As for the smoke itself, there wasn't any at all. He could feel so warmth in his throat when he inhaled, but when he exhaled, nothing ca out. He took a second puff and instead of taking it into his lungs, he blew it out to see if there was any smoke.
There was no smoke at all. It was just a pleasant sll that was similar to the mixture of mint and lemon.
"If there's no smoke, then it shouldn't effect my lungs." he muttered as he looked at the doctors since he didn't really know much about this subject.
He walked over to them and began to ask about Veluria Thornplant. Two of the doctors enthusiastically explained while the other three chilled while they listened to their colleagues talk to Keith.
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