Custom Secret Source Edition Divine Oil

However, she was an ice mage.

It was easy to erase that burning sensation with magical energy.

Perhaps the potion was like that too.

Elina curiously asked, "Should we find someone to try it out first?"

Nanako thought for a moment and said seriously, "Yes, but let's have the mages from Winter Spring Valley experiment with it. Don't let the residents try it; it wouldn't be good if something happened."

Elina immediately stood up straight and said, "Yes, yes! Nanako-sama, Elina will go get them right away!!"

After saying that.

Elina gripped her staff and quickly rushed out of the alchemy workshop.

Seeing Elina off.

Nanako exhaled and felt both happy and satisfied.

Her little hair tuft danced lightly, showing a small sense of pride.

Although it had consumed a lot of her magical energy, the feeling of accomplishment after completing something was still very satisfying!

If the potion really worked, then everyone's curse would soon be lifted.

Nanako hummed, shouldered her staff, and locked the door.

They could experiment with the potion after Elina brought her companions over.

As for herself, of course, she was going to take a nap~

Saying that.

Nanako walked contentedly to the side room, closed the door with a snap, and flopped onto the bed in the rest area.

Soon, the room was filled with contented snoring.

...

Time passed minute by minute.

And at that moment.

Click —

A very faint sound of unlocking.

A half-transparent thief could be vaguely seen slowly stepping into Nanako's alchemy workshop.

He looked around vigilantly, his gaze falling on the direction of the door where Nanako was resting.

Nanako: "zZZ..."

The side room door is where Nanako's sweet snoring can be heard.

He sneered.

Turning his head, his gaze focused on the newly developed potion in the cauldron.

"So this is the potion that can lift the curse!"

Indeed, some foolish mages.

Such an important thing was left here without any vigilance; it seemed they were overconfident!

"In that case, I won't be polite!"

He sneered as he took out a special container.

Then carefully collected all the potion in the cauldron.

But just as he opened the lid, a strange fragrance immediately wafted up.

He was instantly puzzled.

"Is this really a potion? Why does it feel a bit off?"

For some reason.

He suddenly felt a burning sensation in his body.

"Never mind, I'll take it away first!"

...

Until more than half an hour later.

There was a knock on the door.

In the side room, Nanako woke up with a start, rubbed her dazed eyes, and looked around.

"Ah... Have they already arrived?"

She yawned.

Then dragged her sleepy body out of the side room and opened the door.

Immediately, Elina, Lynn, and the few mages who had been turned into pigs appeared before her.

"Good afternoon, Master," Lynn smiled, tossing a pistachio into his mouth.

The pigs (~ ̄(OO) ̄)ブ greeted her.

【It seems Master has secretly come to make potions behind her disciple's back—judging by this, Master must have succeeded in developing it.】

【The recipe must be flawless; my recipe, even thousands of years ago, was definitely top-notch.】

【Even a silly loli like Master could easily handle it, hehehehe...】

Nanako's hair tuft stood up fiercely.

Hmph.

Hearing her disciple's thoughts, Nanako blushed, crossed her arms, and turned her head proudly.

Really...

Why did Lynn come too!

If Lynn is here, Nanako won't be able to say some proud things.

Um... that...

As for the evil term "silly loli," it can be temporarily forgiven.

After all, if it weren't for Lynn's recipe, it would be very troublesome to lift the curse.

If it really works, it would be nice to make some delicious small cakes to reward Lynn when she returns.

"Master, where's the potion you made?" Lynn chuckled, "We can have them try it first; if it works, we can lift the curse for the residents."

Nanako quickly went to the alchemy cauldron.

She smiled.

Grabbed the lid.

"It's right here! Nanako made a lot, definitely enough!"

Then she lifted the lid in one go, closed her eyes, and pouted her lips cutely, ready to listen to everyone's praise.

"..."

"..."

A brief silence.

Elina and the pigs all stared blankly.

"Nanako-sama... that..."

"What is it?" Nanako tilted her head.

"Did you put the potion somewhere else? Or..." Elina asked in astonishment.

Nanako touched her head in confusion and subconsciously looked into the container.

Nanako: "(ΩДΩ)!!!"

"My potion! Nanako's great potion! Where is it! It's gone! How is it gone!"

...

Meanwhile.

In the church.

Marshal sneered as he stroked his beard, looking at the bottle of liquid in his hand that emitted a faint purple glow.

Gently shaking it, a dreamy light emerged.

"Is this the potion that can lift the curse?"

Turning his head, looking at the servant standing respectfully beside him and the potion in the container that emitted a dreamy light, Marshal was extremely satisfied.

He was very pleased with his subordinates' efficient completion of the task he assigned.

"You did well!"

Marshal comforted.

"With these potions, we should be able to turn back those cursed in our Holy Church. Did those mages notice you?"

The servant respectfully said, "No, Marshal, everything went very smoothly; no one noticed it was our Holy Church's doing!"

Marshal laughed loudly, extremely proud.

For their Holy Church.

If they could get their hands on this first batch of potions, they could further explore the burning ruins.

This time, to explore the volcanic ruins, they sent out two main bishops.

And now.

The leader of the Temple Knights Order, Augustus, was stationed near the ruins with his powerful knights.

If this potion really worked, it would definitely help Augustus!

And for him, it would be a great merit.

"Quick! To the back hall, let's test whether this potion really has that magical effect, hahaha!"

...

【Alchemist Guild】

"It's over! It's over!" Nanako (ΩДΩ) clutched her ponytail, saying:

"It was here just now; Nanako just took a little nap, how come there's not a drop left when she woke up!"

Lynn: "..."

【What else could it be? Someone must have taken it...】

【So why am I not surprised at all? Also, considering my loli master's vigilance, this is definitely a very normal thing.】

【Just like how I take a few gold coins from her little vault every day, and the loli master won't notice.】

【But it doesn't matter, this potion isn't valuable at all; if I want, I can make a few tons of it anytime.】

On the other side.

Elina was unwilling to give up. She stared, picked up the big alchemy cauldron, and shook it hard.

Finally.

Under her focused gaze.

A drop of potion plopped into a cup.

"There's a drop left!" Elina stared, picked up the cup, and said:

"Anyway, let's have them try the effect first; if it really works, even one drop should..."

The pigs immediately opened their mouths and rushed over, vying with each other.

They really had enough of being pigs!

But just as Elina was about to experiment on them.

Lynn suddenly froze.

His gaze was immediately drawn to the unusual color of the potion.

Why does the color and smell feel a bit off?

"Wait a minute!"

Lynn hesitantly walked over and took the cup.

He sniffed it.

Frowned slightly.

Poked it,

Feeling a sense of familiarity.

He reached out and dipped his finger, then licked it.

Instantly, Lynn froze in place.

【This... this is...】

【My specially made secret formula Indian oil?!?!】

……

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