Let’s Create a Potion (3)
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Today, I decided to leave the laboratory holding the finished bitter potion.
Then, I went to find Mother who seemed like she’d be in the living room.
“Mother.”
I went to Mother’s side who was in the living room’s terrace seat and requested, “I have a secret matter to tell Father and Mother.” Then, that evening, father made some time for me after returning from work.
“So, what’s the secret matter?”
Father, Mother, and I sat on the sofa in Father’s office to talk.
I showed them the glass vial that I was holding in my hands.
“This is the potion that I made. The quality is normal, but it’s bitter.”
Father and Mother looked at each other.
“Did you confirm that by drinking it yourself?” Father asked me.
I shook my head to deny him.
“Then, how do you know that it’s a normal potion and bitter?” Mother asked me a question.
“When I had a bunch of flowers as company, I acquired a skill called [Appraisal]. That’s why I knew what it would be from looking.”
““Eh!?””
Father and Mother looked at each other once again.
“I can also use [Appraisal] on people, so I thought I would be hated and kept it a secret. But, if I don’t want to see it, I won’t be able to.”
“Then, could you try looking at Father to test it out?” Father said, then I stared at Father wanting to assess him.
……Huh, the number of entries increased?
[Henry von Preslaria]
Viscount
Health: 550/550
Mana: 1360/1360
Job: Mage Troop—Vice-Magician
Skill: Fire Magic (8/10), Wind Magic (7/10), Earth Magic (6/10), Magic Resistance (5/10)
Rewards and Punishments: None
“……And so it’s sort of like that.” I read Father’s appraisal results to him out loud.
“……The attributes I can use are there. Also, there’s a magic resistance skill that I didn’t know about. Did you really see it?” Father groaned with his lips pursed.
However, Father said as he gently patted my shoulder, “That is a magnificent skill granted to you by the heavens. It’s something to be proud of, there’s nothing to be afraid about.”
My stiff expression turned into a smile at Father’s positive response. Then, I nodded in an exaggerated manner.
At that moment, my older brother, Remus, who was two years older than me, came home with loud sobs.
“What’s wrong?”
The three of us looked at each other, then turned towards the source of the voice.
My brother was in the living room accompanied by a maid.
Apparently, after he got off the carriage, he tripped and fell.
It seems like he was cleaning himself with the help of the maid, but his awfully scraped knee and palm hurt.
“……Dear, would you like to try using Daisy’s potion? The wound is not to the point where you need to use a potion, but it looks like it hurts……” Mother tried asking Father.
“…If Daisy’s ability is the real deal, then since it’s bitter, there should be no problem if it’s applied externally,” Father said as he nodded in agreement.
“Daisy, could you give me your potion for Remus?”
I nodded in agreement and handed the potion vial I was holding to Father.
Father opened the top of the vial, and first, applied the contents to the scraped knee with a splash. Then, in a blink of an eye, his knee became pretty.
Next, Father sprinkled the contents on the palms where he scrapped them against the ground when he fell.
Then, the injury disappeared as if nothing happened just like before.
“Eh, what’s with this? It is so amazing! What’s with Daisy’s potion!?”
Brother’s eyes, which were tear-ridden earlier, blinked in surprise.
My parents, who tested the potion, and the maid taking care of Remus was also surprised.
“This is you see, the first potion that Daisy made!” Father answered Remus while he capped the vial.
You can create potions even though you’re younger than me? I can’t even use healing magic though! It’s amazing that you can heal injuries!”
Brother was extremely excited and looked at me with his sparkling eyes that still had some remnant tears.
“Ugh, it’s bitter!” He tried licking the potion applied on his palm and his eyebrows splendidly wrinkled up.
“If it’s like this, I definitely won’t drink it when I’m sick! Got it!? Before that happens, fix the bitterness!” He said, then ran to the kitchen wanting water.
“Oh my. It looks like you’ve received a commission.”
Father, Mother, the maid, and even I, laughed at Remus’s remarks.
Seeing that there was still a little left inside the vial, Father looked at the fingers of the maid.
“Your hands are rough and cracked. Sorry there’s so little, but use it,” Father said, then handed it over to the grateful maid. The maid applied the remaining potion of both hands on the spot. Then, her chapped skin healed, looked at beautiful hands happily, then returned the empty bottle after saying, “Thank you very much.”
Then, saying that it was the potion fees after that, Father gave me 10 copper coins. I was a little happy about my first job-like interaction, and I left the copper coins in the treasure chest in my room.
