49. Try to make potions! Medium Part 1

I mixed Clare grass powdered into magic liquid.

Then, it emits a cool light and the formulation is complete.

Well, what was the outcome?

I activated my appraisal skills and checked the results.

Then...,

Status appraisal

"Recovery Potion (Advanced)"

potions that can yield significant healing effects. It is created by aligning and formulating pure water with good quality magic, as well as clare grass with large magic holdings. However, formulations often fail, and successful production requires years of training and talent as an artisan. Because of this, the rare value is extremely high.

... Hmm, I'm not sure, but does this mean that the potion I created this time yesterday wasn't at least a failure?

When I'm twisting my neck like that,

"Master Masatug, how was it?

Erin asked in an intriguing manner.

"Oh, uh, for now, he's got a" recovery potion "thing."

I give the facts pale.

Then, when Erin somehow rounded her eyes,

"Liar... it would be awesome to just succeed in the first... I can't believe you're making the highest level potion right now. Huh!?

He raised his voice so astonished that he lost his words.

Hmm? What does that mean?

Clarissa, the Dwarf girl, explained to me on behalf of Erin, who was out of line when I was pocan without being able to follow her reaction.

"Masatug, you need talent to make potions. Especially if you're a beginner, you struggle to even make a primary potion. Not to mention being advanced, I can't make it normally. Even potion artisans who have trained for decades are more or less difficult enough to fail. They say it's better to succeed once every 100"

When she said that, she looked at me with a difference in respect.

"Dude, that would just be too exaggerated"

I shake my head to the side and deny it.

But that explains Clarissa, while Erin snorted loudly back at me.

"No, you're right! Only elders and craftsmen who lived hundreds of years could create advanced potions among the elves! I can't believe they make that in one go... After all, Master Masatug has an unusual talent!

That's what he said, and he still turned his sparkling gaze towards me.

Oh, man, she's also apparently the type of person who leaves people unconscious.

"Ha, I just happen to succeed this time. I guess we were just lucky."

I answered their reaction with a grin.

But Erin somehow swells her pretty cheeks.

"No more! It's definitely not a coincidence!... Oh, yeah. Well, would you look at that for a second, please? I'll show you what happens when I make it."

When she said that, she pulled out the claret grass that had grown nearby and began to grind (crumble) with medicine. And when the work was complete, the powdered claret grass was mixed with magic liquid. Then, just momentarily, the light is emitted and the potion is formulated.

"Sa, Master Masatug, please try to appraise it!

I wasn't sure what she wanted to do, and while I tilted my neck, I activated my appraisal skills as prompted.

Then...,

"Potion of recovery (lower (...))"

Potions that allow you to get normal healing effects. Created by formulating magic liquid and claret grass. If you are a skilled artisan, you can produce it stably.

Such an appraisal was shown in the back of my head.

"Lower level?"

There's a potion made by Erin, the high elf?

What the hell is this all about?

When I'm twisting my neck to that appraisal result,

"Isn't that right? Even with the same magic fluids and materials, I can still only make lower potions. Even I, a highly qualified elf for potion creation, have never been successful in producing advanced potions. So after all, Master Masatug has an amazing talent!!

And that's what Erin said in a strangely proud way for some reason.

Yeah, and yet, why are you so happy to talk about me?

It's really strange.

And when me and Erin were interacting like that, Clarissa opened her mouth, too.

"I think it's really amazing. Earlier recovery potion (advanced) because if you sell it, it will be 10,000 guilles"

I said so.

"What, an appropriately made arr would be such a price!?

Even though it happens to be an advanced potion that could be produced, it was made without any particular awareness.

I'm just surprised at the result.

Then the Lycians, too, in a surprising voice,

"I've never heard of a 10,000-giel potion. Really amazing!!

"Was my water a little helpful to Mr. Masatug? Then I'd be very happy."

"At all, Lord Masatug is not a man of talent."

and so on.

... um, apparently everyone is obsessed with the topic of advanced potions I made by chance...

However, the purpose of this visit to this mountain is the natural learning (picnic) of the girls.

Just to be clear, I don't care if I have the talent to make potions, either.

What matters is whether the girls enjoy it or not.

That's why I...

"Let's all make potions, rather than something about me. It's fun? We're gonna climb to the top of the mountain, so we're gonna do some potion making with all the weeds we found along the way."

That's what I said, and I changed the subject slightly.

But from the girls, at first,

"I just enjoy watching your husband make potions..."

"Me too. Elves had a date to stroll through the woods like this... something round today... eheh"

"I would be satisfied if Mr. Masatug could use my water."

"If I could stay with Lord Masatug, anything would be fine."

"I sell what Masatug makes. Just think, very happy"

I received a reply that I was not very comfortable with.

Well, sure, because we're all girls.

I'm sure you don't really like these muddy tasks.

But being in contact with nature is also necessary for a child's spiritual development.

Then... and I open my mouth,

"I'm gonna feed the kid who made the best potion some delicious treats, okay?

And I said,

Is it too much of a child trick for me?

That made me anxious, but their reaction was more than I expected.

All the girls immediately changed the color of their eyes and began to climb the mountain with us.

"Hey, that's my cheap treat, huh? You're not a high-end guy on the market, are you?

I think they're mistaken, and I tell them so.

"Of course!!!

Together with the reply, he just said that he was more motivated by the word now in circles, and he was even faster.

Um, what does that mean?

As I leaned my neck, I followed the girls who began to climb the mountain with momentum.

For that reason, while we were picnicking (climbing mountains), we proceeded in a way that sandwiched potion making between them.

When I climbed about 100 meters, Lucia quickly came to me with a single leaf.

It is a fan-shaped (oozing) leaf like a leech, and when it is appraised, it comes out as an "allegro leaf".

She started making potions quickly because they didn't seem to be toxic.

I look at it and give advice that more powder should be finely crushed, or that the amount to mix is less likely to fail while watching how things are going.

Then Erin, who was peering in from next door, looked surprised,

"Wow... Has Master Masatug really made potions for the first time? If you do as Masatug advises now, even beginner Lucia may succeed in formulating... Precise instructions like an elf who lived in the woods for decades in a circle!!

and so on.

Oh man, she's a really good flattery girl.

Now that you're a horribly beautiful girl, it's troublesome.

Wouldn't you be mistaken by various men in the future?

The guy who's going to be my husband is in trouble.

Well, I envied (uya) such a beautiful girl to love. A man might as well have that much difficulty.

By the way, there's a reason I'm out of flattery for her.

Because the potion making tricks I recognize are really nasty.

Because what I'm aware of when I make potions is actually what it feels like when I cook.

In other words, I'm just trying to figure out how to make the ingredients harmonious and delicious.

Therefore, when praised by Erin, a natural inhabitant (elf), and Clarissa, a dwarf (craftsman), I was somewhat sorry.

And while you're thinking about it, it looks like Lucia's ready.

"I'm going!

Along with the ringing, the powder of "Allegro leaves" is mixed with the magic liquid.

And after a while, there was little white light.

Come on, what's the result?