[Virgin Summoning Ritual]
Rituals passed from ancient times to the Kingdom of Surantania.
Long ago, when the kingdom was overshadowed and demons spread, there was a maiden who appeared more than there was.
Using the technique, the maiden supposedly paid the devil and made peace with the kingdom.
People called her the Virgin.
When it comes to temper, it seems that it occurs close to the crack.
No detailed theory has been found, but it seems that a certain concentration of temper becomes a demon, and if the temper becomes intense, the demon that occurs becomes proportionally stronger.
Defeating the demons there diminishes the temper around it, so if you continue to defeat the demons, you can prevent them from becoming more intense than necessary.
But every few generations, he said, there were times when his temper grew much faster than the speed at which he defeated the demons.
At that time, she said, a maiden had long appeared within the kingdom to be a Virgin.
When I say the art of using the Virgin, it seems to be quite powerful, and the demons will be wiped out in no time.
Thanks to this technique, you seem to be able to match the speed at which you defeat the demon with the speed at which your temper thickens.
According to one theory, there were reports that the mere presence of the Virgin did not make the surrounding area more intense.
How much?
Such a naturally occurring Virgin on a daily basis, but only once, there was a time when she didn't show up no matter how intense she got.
It is said that it is in this ritual that the wise men of time have verified and constructed every technique, summoning the maiden who will be the Virgin more than the other.
annoyingly, I was summoned in such a ritual.
This ritual, by all means a ritual that took place once a long time ago, seems to be a substitute that the Virgin really didn't know until she tried to be summoned.
But it seemed great to say the wise men of time, and they really summoned me.
Both of them.
The Virgin, it seems, showed up only one in those days.
The two of us were summoned this time, for some reason.
Compared to the past, it seems to be in pretty bad shape this time, so did it also increase the number of people in proportion to that?
It is a mystery.
So far is the story of the [Virgin Summoning Rite] that I learned in the past month.
And right now, I live at the Institute of Medicinal Plants next to a herbal garden in the Royal Palace.
Yeah, it's not in the palace.
I live in a laboratory (...).
After that ritual, the redhead who came into the room, you seemed indisputable and the first prince of this country.
The first prince was blind to me, but only spoke to the other girl, Ai Liang of Miso, and took Ai Liang alone out of the room.
Sort of.
This one is in her twenties, and one or Eileen is in her late teens.
Which is closer to the prince and the age, of course, Ai Liang.
Plus, brown fluffy hair, clear white skin, rosy cheeks, poor loose fluffy woman who wants to protect her eyes a little.
It's a shame to compare it to a woman with unhealthy white skin and glasses with bears sitting beneath her eyes for 10,000 years.
I don't even know if I want to see Ai Liang alone.
But, you know, I think it's a good courage to call people in without saying no and ignore their existence.
The knights and robes around him were also distracted by the throughput of too many princes, but when he noticed me left behind, he was badly wolfed.
I guess you didn't know how to treat me for being brilliantly through.
I couldn't help but scratch it as it was, so I grabbed the collar of the robe I was around and asked about the ritual, etc.
In the process, apparently, he was summoned to another world, and so far it turns out that there is no way to go back to the world where he was.
So I finished briefly asking what I needed, I guess I was on my mind, and I decided to leave this country with that leg.
First I tried to get out of this room by hand, out of the royal palace where this room is located, out of the king's capital where the royal palace is located, and eventually into the next country.
Anyway, I didn't want to be here.
When I was done asking what I needed to do, I took my hand off Robe's collar and went outside the room, and the hasty knights came after me.
An hour to wait for a cup of tea stopped by the knight who came after me, passed to some room in the royal palace and served to the maid.
Gradually, I heard more about this country and the situation in which I was placed, from senior officials in this country.
From what I heard out there at that time, I very much appreciated the knight who stopped me.
It was clearly impossible for me to get to my neighbor, who honestly didn't know much about this world, such as how many meadows the demons would walk wide if I left King's Capital, or how it would take a week's carriage to get to the neighboring country, or how bandits would leave on the road.
I think I had a lot of blood on my head trying to dare the obvious impossibility gay.
After that I followed the words of a senior official who said, "Stay in the palace for a while" and lived in the palace for a while.
About two weeks.
The first three days were still good.
I was worried I'd have to get used to this world.
But I can't stand it any longer.
Sure, because with all the food and clothing coverage, otherwise it was an abandoned play.
I couldn't stand the boulders in my spare time, and I wandered around the garden of the royal palace wondering if I would even go for a walk, and it was the herbal garden that I found.
Herbal and aromatherapy were also embedded in job stress relief in Japan, and the herbal gardens were very interesting.
Some of the herbs I was planting looked the same as the ones I was planting in Japan, and I was called out to wonder if the vegetation was no different from the Earth.
Turning around, a young man (handsome) stood with an impressive dark green hair and eyes and a nostalgic face.
It was a fellow at the Institute of Medicinal Plants, next to the herbal garden, who spoke up.
"Can I help you with the institute?
"No, it's just a walk. I thought it was funny, I was just watching."
You were interested in me for saying I was funny about the herbal garden, and the researcher stayed and gave me an explanation about the herbs around it.
Lavender, Rosemary, Angelica, and other medicinal herbs, called by names no different from those of Japan, had little different potency.
During the explanation, there were some words that made me want to go into the game "I can do HP potion from this herb".
That's how I was briefed on the herb, time passed between saying goodbye and I decided to go back to the palace because I plugged it in the evening.
Sweet for his kind words, "Come again," he began to immerse himself every day, and eventually he was to live in the institute.
I have nothing to say.
I just offered to live in the lab because it was a hassle going from the palace to the herbal garden.
Just to say the royal palace, its gardens are endlessly large.
From the palace to the herbal garden, it takes thirty minutes on foot.
I spent an hour going to the herbal garden every day, but it was very interesting to hear from the researchers at the lab, and I thought if I had an hour to get through, I would be able to hear more.
On the fourteenth day of coming to this world, I asked the maid with the room to take a turn for the first senior official I met and consulted him about wanting to move the room, and the story came through lightly.
From what I heard later, it looks like the director of the institute was going inside.
So I got a room in the lab and a job as a medicinal plant researcher.
Don't eat anything you can't work for.
As a condition of getting a room at the institute, I was to work at the institute.
I thought it would be better to talk about making my hobby work, but all day long, I decided to take it on that condition because it seemed better than being confused at the palace.
"I knew you were acting funny"
One hand whining about the HP potion I made was Fellow Jude, who spoke up for the first time at the Herbal Garden.
The potion I made while my colleagues at the lab taught me seems to perform better than the potion out in the alley.
They say it's roughly a five-point increment.
"I'm just making it the way you taught me,"
Add the determined herbs and water to the pan and simmer while pouring magic into it to form a potion.
There seems to be some ranking of potions: lower, intermediate, advanced, etc., but this rank is determined by the herbs you put in.
But it just doesn't mean you can make high-ranking potions if you put in a determined herb.
It seems to require delicate magic manipulation to create a potion with a high rank, which determines the rank that can be created depending on the level of the creator's production skills.
The ingredients are expensive, but the small number of humans who can make them means that high-ranking potions are sold at prices that you can't use.
No, in the first place, it seems that only the royal marquis can buy high-ranking potions and never line up in the general pharmacy store.
"The colors are definitely from the lower HP potion, too, but why not?
"Come on, because you're good with your arms or something?
"Hmm, I don't think it really matters. Pharmaceutical skills, how old are they now?
"Wait a minute." Status ""
When I say 'status', a translucent window appears in front of me that only the operator can see, where my status appears.
This is one of the life magic my colleagues taught me the day I started working as a researcher.
Continuing with the potion, I think it's more and more like a game to be magical, but it can be an undisputed reality.
As you can see from being able to use magic or create potions that require magic, I also have magic.
With the summons, my body seems to have stopped being Earthlings.
Because I can feel the magic that I couldn't feel on Earth in my body.
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Little Bird Play (Never) Saint (Because) Lv.55/Virgin
HP: 4,867/4 ,867
MP: 6,057/6 ,067
Combat Skills:
Holy Attribute Magic: Lv. ∞
Production skills:
Pharmaceutical: Lv.8
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"Eight levels now."
When he checks his status and tells him his level of pharmaceutical skills, Jude tilts his neck as he roars "hmm".
"Eight, you can't make intermediate yet."
"Well, it doesn't matter what? Not that it's ineffective."
"No, no, no, because it's a level that can't be done with error! It's our job to figure this out!
I don't think it's a good idea because it works, but Jude said it was also the researcher's job to study these mysterious phenomena and figure out what caused them.
I can't help it. I'm going to continue with Jude's discussion.
Change the amount of material, change the amount of magic you pour, and prototype many potions.
This is how my day passed with potion making.