The Saint’s Magic Power is Omnipotent (WN)

"'Status'"

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Little Bird Trip Saint Lv.55/Virgin

HP: 4,867/4 ,867

MP: 5,867/6 ,067

Combat Skills:

Holy Attribute Magic: Lv. ∞

Production skills:

Pharmaceutical: Lv.21

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I've been summoned for three months.

My pharmaceutical skills, which I used to make only tube potions at the lab, went up to 21 levels.

Potions increase the rank you can make every 10 levels, so now you can also make advanced HP potions.

However, there are still many failures….

Advanced potions are not allowed to be made inside at this level where there are too many failures because there are also many precious herbs to use.

There are still three advanced HP potions that I've made over 20 levels, right?

Still, it seems a feat that I, the researcher, can now make advanced potions because few people can make advanced potions in the first place.

Until now, they didn't have a single person in the lab who could make advanced potions, and when they used it in research, they ordered it externally and picked it up, so when I could make it, I was glad to see less effort and cost for it.

They need to make potions in order to increase the level of pharmaceutical skills, but they generally run out of magic, so there's a limit to the number of potions they can make in a day, and they can't really raise the level.

Me?

"As always, you're making weird amounts."

"Really?"

"Yeah. Because it's weird enough to be able to make at least 10 intermediate potions a day"

Intermediate HP potions lined up in the vault in front of you.

Performance is, of course, a general quintile increment.

The director of the laboratory said that if you do poorly, it might perform better than the average advanced HP potion.

Jude and I went on to verify day and night to explore the causes of such strange performance potions I make.

But I never knew the cause, and at the end of the day, I even joined the other researchers in the validation.

Validation was carried out from various angles, divided into those who validated the creation process, those who validated the potion itself, etc., but in the meantime, I continued to make only tube potions.

All day.

That was when I was making my 150th lower HP potion that day.

Jude said, "Can you still make it?".

My response to that was, "About what? was."

So I gradually found out how many potions I could make in a typical day.

They say the magic you pour into the potion will require more as you rank higher, and 100 bottles in the lower grades and about 10 in the intermediate grades are generally the number of copies you can make in a day.

This is about a pharmacist professionally making potions, and they say there are a little fewer people in the lab.

Sure, making potions reduces MP, but it's a trivial thing, so you didn't care at all.

So Jude told me all sorts of things about not instilling magic in me while I was in the pharmaceutical industry, but the MP is well reduced, and if I didn't instill magic in the first place, I'd just be able to make juice frying herbs.

In the end, in the director's voice, "Prioritize the research of those with higher performance", I went back to the days of potion creation, but I think I was a little too well on track.

There are more potions I make than I use for research, making it superfluous.

It would be a good amount to wholesale to the market, but at any rate it is 1.5 times more powerful than the general one, which means that it will be problematic to wholesale as it is, so the laboratory currently has a nice amount of potion.

"Make lots of them again. The director will be mad at you."

"If you'd focused on making it, you'd have forgotten to count the copies."

It's a lie.

I just wanted to be able to make an advanced HP potion without being complained about quickly, and I was just taking the level up.

The herb uses herbal products, so the director complained that there were fewer herbs in the herbal garden during this time.

I hate to be pissed off, so I thought I'd hide the potion I made today in my room, and when I was removing what I made today from the vault, there was a loud noise with the batan and the lab door opened.

Looking back, a disturbed soldier said, "What about the director?," he jumped into the lab, screaming out loud.

Pointing to the director's office door, he rushes to the director's office.

What the hell happened?

After a while, the soldier and the director came out of the director's office.

"It's an emergency, gather the potions of the recovery system we have."

"What happened?

"The Third Knights are back from the Gosh Forest, but I hear Salamander's out. He's got a lot of injuries and not enough potion."

When the researcher, who was near the director, asked, he found out what the situation was.

The Third Knights have been crusading demons in the Gosh Forest west of the Royal Palace this past week, but apparently there has been enormous damage.

The director, who usually smiles with a sweet mask, gives instructions with an impatient face, and as soon as he does, Butterflies and the researchers gather potions from desk drawers and shelves on a desk near the lab entrance.

I also took the potion out of the vault with Jude and carried it.

I saw the potion gathering on my desk and I said, "So much!" and the soldier is astonished.

Yeah, because I've been accumulating lately.

I finished taking all the potions out of the vault and then remembered about the advanced HP potions I had in my room, so I went to get them.

Back from the room, he finished collecting the potion for the lab, and he was just finishing loading the potion into the carriage that was coming outside the door.

"Come with some of us."

At the direction of the director, a researcher who was near the entrance gets into the carriage.

Where I ran into the carrier, the carriage ran out.

"Hey, there's no dragon out there in the Gosh Forest?

"Dragon? No, I'm not answering."

"Isn't Salamander about the Fire Dragon?

Salamander's just a fire-breathing lizard.

Asking Jude, who came with me, about the salamander returned an unexpected answer.

Salamander wasn't a dragon...

It was a fire dragon in the brain image......

"You're a lizard, but you're going to do so much damage..."

"It's a big thing to say lizard. The habit is quick. Not to say he's not a dragon breed, but a demon that ranks high."

"Yes."

Salamander's brain image turned into a commodore lizard 10 metres long.

I'm confident that the moment I confront you, you'll give up raw and be unable to move, that this will erupt fire and come at high speed.

When the Knights thought it was hard to fight such a superior demon, the carriage stopped at the corner of the royal palace.

When I walked right into the building, it was a battlefield inside.

"This is terrible..."

……

In the room, usually used as a hall, there were many wounded sleeping, and there were people running around between them who seemed to be doctors and nurses.

The room was overflowing with voices of wounded people groaning as a result of injuries and burns caused by salamander fire, and doctors "potions yet!" The scream echoes.

The head, which stood comfortably until earlier, was cold, and as he stood flat, the director, who stood at the head, slapped his hand.

"Distribute the potion you brought! You two go over there, Jude and Sai go over there, please."

"" "" Yes!

Grab a few of the potions you brought and hand them out to the doctors everywhere.

The doctor was mostly on the side of the seriously injured person and immediately gave it to the patient upon receiving the potion.

Lower HP potions are also given to critically injured persons who are difficult to achieve full speed due to a lack of potion overall, or if normal, if not intermediate HP potions.

I guess I just said it was better than not giving it as a doctor's feeling.

If the patient is at the threshold of life or death, it will be discouraged.

Sometimes you can survive by giving.

"This is!

The doctor who gave the patient the potion handed to the researcher was astonished.

When the skin was heavily cleaved by the demon's nails and potions were given to the patient who was breathing roughly, the wound completely disappeared and the patient was also suddenly opening his eyes that were closed to the pain that was gone, confirming his fearful body.

All the scratches disappeared and her complexion was bright blue, including fine scratches everywhere.

"You were a junior, weren't you?

The doctor looked at it with a surprising face and wrapped an empty bottle in his hand, but after giving it all to the patient, I find it difficult to discern the rank.

What the doctor gave was certainly a lower HP potion, but that's not just a lower HP potion.

The 50% increase potion I made, or performance itself, is an intermediate potion.

Leave the spot before your doctor asks you anything, handing out potions one after the other.

I heard the confused voices of doctors and nurses here and there, but ignored them.

It's better to hand it out now.

"No advanced HP potion?

Behind the hall, I heard someone.

When I saw those who spoke, there was a place where several doctors and knights were gathered.

Is that where the voice came from?

There was an intermediate HP potion in the potion in hand, so as I headed over with it, I heard a voice arguing as I approached.

"This is difficult, even advanced. No one can use healing magic?

"Even healing magic needs to be at least four levels..."

"What happened to the Virgin? That one can use four levels of healing magic, right?

"That's what Her Royal Highness Kyle needs to show the Virgin such a miserable occasion..."

"What the hell!

Kyle is definitely the first prince's name, that red-haired guy who's going to bald in the future, isn't he?

It is indeed very tough to see the affected area of a seriously ill patient without a mosaic.

Even I was proud to say that I was resistant to splatters, and I handed out potions while trying not to look at them as hard as I could, I might lose my mind at the moment I saw them.

Is the knight eating and hanging by a civilian figure explaining Era's inability to come, a friend of the patient?

I can't see the patient because of the hedgehog, so I can't make a decision, but even the advanced HP potion seemed so severe that it was difficult to carry it back.

When I looked over at the pedestrian walls, the director was there, so I went to the side, and the director I noticed spoke to me.

"Say, do you have any advanced HP potions left?

"Oh, then." Captain!

Turning to those who spoke, doctors and nurses moved out in a hurry.

I hear the patient's condition has changed dramatically.

I scratch people, too, and go beside patients.

The patient seen nearby had a burning right upper body, various wounds on the other side, so severe that it was strange to be alive.

Rough breaths gradually quieter.

"Hey, get out of the way!

Pushing the doctor aside and looking at the patient, he soon showed signs that he was going to catch his breath.

I rush to take out the advanced HP potion I had in my apron pocket, open the lid, and take it to my mouth.

He shouted out, "Drink! I said," Little by little, but it seemed like I could swallow it somehow.

How much time had passed, I finished drinking all the potions, and when I looked at the patient, my skin, which had been black burnt, peeled off and beautiful skin appeared from under it.

Phew, I did a good job. When I exhaled, "Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa," cheered all around me.