rchant passed down the decision unto , knowing that I was the hero of this town. However, there was not a ti that I took up any responsibility in my past life. So everyone letting decide made my world stop ti.
I had two potions resting in my hands, and it was my responsibility to decide who would live.
But that was not the plan I wanted to follow. These potions would only heal two people temporarily. And since these bottles only had 40% potency, which was not enough to cure diseases. That part would only vanish the symptoms these people felt, but not the entire sickness.
"This is not my job, but I have to do it!" I said, and activated my inventory.
Just like I had expected, my bag had a feature that allowed to combine materials. And on the first page, there was a section ant for creating potions.
"This is so exciting! It feels like I'm an alchemist! But. why did I not use this before?" I asked myself, while pondering my question.
My question had a simple answer. It was because I beca too overpowered to use potions. I did not have any circumstance to drink one of those, since my passive abilities regenerated both my arcane and health. And when the enemy cornered , I would always use my ultimate to ensure my victory.
I already knew the ga, so I had this knowledge compared to these people. It was as if I was a cheater in this world, defying death and morbidity. However, I needed two things before conducting the perfect potion for the families; herbs and magic. Those two variables would unlock the potion creation using no materials needed.
I needed to create a potion of my own before mass producing it using my magic. If I unlock that blueprint, I could finally create potions-with the highest potency using only my arcane.
Using the pre-made potion of rchant would not have any effect on the potion creation inside my system. The blueprint needed my work with my own arcane. So I could create those flasks.
The only downside to that was my lack of mana. If I was the only one making these potions, I could only create ten potions a day without resting. I had the mana capacity of a freaking villager, despite being a magical knight that could cast spells.
"That's where rleen would show up!" I murmured, and continued preparing the materials I needed to bring outside.
rleen had mammoth-sized mana that could feed the entire ancient mana beast. She actually surpassed the greatest mage player I ca across with, considering the additional mana rings the mage possessed. Since rleen had excess mana, she could produce millions of potions at once using her magic. We won't have to worry about distributing limited editions of these flasks if that ti cos.
However, thinking about our future did not solve our current problem.
And that was my fundantal problem. I did not know about mixing and looking for those herbs, even if I knew the map. The herbs in this shelter were also not the correct ones that my system indicated. If I could not create a potion of my own, there was no way we could make our plan work! So I turned my head to rchant and asked my concerns, hoping he could help locate those plants.
"I found these herbs around the village. But you need to dig up holes to see them growing underground. These herbs are not rare to find, but you need exactly ten leaves to make one potion," rchant answered.
"Then help go look for them!" I asked, while raising my voice.
rchant shook his head and showed his skin to . His legs got covered with blood, oozing down to his feet. I could only gasp upon witnessing such a grotesque sight of an injured leg nearly decaying.
"I want to help you, Arthur. But I could barely walk right now."
Just as rchant said that, he fell to his knees, desperately trying to stand on his feet. I rushed to his aid and tried helping him get up. However, my assistance did little, considering that his skin got severely damaged.
It was what rchant ntioned. He could barely move a muscle with that wound, obstructing his movents.
"But I can't just whine about it right now. These people need more than anything in the world. Everyone is fighting our battles, including you, Arthur."
Since I had two potions left at my disposal, I grabbed the spare flask and shoved it at rchant. With surprised eyes, rchant chunked down the liquid and gulped it in one go. He did not have any mont to think about the situation. That bloke just drank all the potion's contents and chugged it like a freshly brewed beer.
"W-What have you done, Arthur! You could've used it on your body! Y-You might need it in battle!" rchant cried, while coughing out his saliva.
A grin erged on my face as I safeguard the remaining potion in my inventory. "You don't have to thank , rchant! It's all for you!"
I stood from the ground and carried onward to the door. "Now, stop idling around and stay with !"
But before I could exit the door, the people behind groaned in pain. Despite Galehaut and his family all working together, they could not cater to these injured people. They needed an extra hand to fetch so apparatus and herbs for these people.
"I'd love to join you, Arthur... But these people need , too. I can't just abandon them for now."
I could not retort after hearing that phrase. It was only rational for rchant to nd the wounds of these people since he was a villager living in this town.
"Don't feel sorry. I would have done the sa thing if I were in your position," I replied, and went to the door.
However, the door opened on its own and blasted with elental dark magic. I tumbled to the ground and slamd my body against the wall, destroying it into pieces. Fortunately, the building remained intact and did not fall apart.
I groaned in pain as I picked my body back again from all the rubbles pressing down on . Upon lifting my face, the tyrant king's figure welcod my eyes, together with his soldiers behind his back.
The king glared at the ground and found the empty flask rolling to the side. He averted his gaze and glared at for the second ti, wishing to tear apart.
"You. You have sothing from ," the crown growled, and pointed at . "Kill everyone besides Galehaut and rchant. That includes all the villagers inside this place."
My Clarent still had its powers coursing through my veins. But because of my recent injuries, the power beca less every minute. However, despite these disadvantages, I wanted to do things right. I rushed towards the king and tried hitting his head using the poml of Clarent. However, his dark magic was faster than , grabbing my hands before I could attack him.
"I comnd you for trying, Arthur. But your friend insulted and my governance," the king whispered, and tossed to the side.
"Why are you doing this?! Why are you killing your own people! Isn't it the king's job to protect them?!" I growled, while gripping my sword. "Look at the surrounding villagers! They are battling against an illness you made! You did not provide them with enough food and shelter, yet you taxed them like dogs! Are you really a king, or are you a murderer?"
My words looked like they hid a nail in the king. After hearing my words, the ruler enveloped his body with his dark magic and sent daggers in my direction.
"One, because these people are eating away our resources. If you're aware of our situation, famine has hit the entire nation. We don't have any ans of feeding worthless people. It's better to kill them off than letting them slowly suffer. It hurts to say it, but that is my saving grace for these villagers," the king explained. "As for your second question, your na irritates ... It's the sa na that killed my wife!"
After saying his speech, the king hurled a shadow ball in my direction. It was a sphere coated in black energy and magic strong enough to destroy a building. It could get stronger if the king imbued more mana to the ball. However, if he planned on doing that, he would also suffer from the arcane influx. Since the ruler was not a mage, he needed to use a reasonable amount of magic when fighting.
I held my ground and raised Clarent in my hands, hoping that I could stop it. But god knows that I would not withstand the blast I could only limit the area of damage this spell would create.
But that thought seed unnecessary, considering that a rcenary showed up in front of .
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