Nazarick Rimuru

A woman in her twenties oh no, or even younger, walked the streets of the city with a bottle of red weird potion, her red hair trimmed to look like it was suitable for adventurers.

It's obviously not neat, and it looks like a bird's nest from a distance.

The facial features look good, with healthy wheat-colored skin and sharp eyes, and a nameplate belonging to an adventurer on his neck, making him an adventurer character that can be seen at a glance.

Britta is in a bad mood right now, because the nature of the adventurer's work can be life-threatening.

Therefore, as a low-level adventurer, she saved up a long time to buy a bottle of potion that could save her life in a critical moment in order to buy a potion that could save her life in the most famous potion shop in the city.

To celebrate her life, she had wanted to go to the Adventurer's Inn for two drinks.

As a result, when he was about to reach the street, he was hit by a man in black armor who walked without looking at the road, and the medicine bottle shattered.

If it weren't for the fact that the armor was really hard to mess with, Britta would have rushed up and started with him.

However, during her questioning, the man in armor gave her a strange blood-red potion, which was strange, but the man in the obvious armor only gave it to her after understanding the value of the potion.

In his eyes, could this bottle of blood-red potion be as valuable as his own?

Whatever, if it's a good thing, just ask the old woman to identify it.

It was because of her mission some time ago that she got acquainted with the old woman, the strongest pharmacist, Ligi Barea.

Because of its location as a fortress city, there are many mercenaries and adventurers here, so the business of selling weapons and potions is very easy to do here, and there are far more pharmacists here than in other cities.

In this situation, where countless pharmacists gathered, Granny Liggie was known as the strongest pharmacist in the city, and she could concoct the most complex potions that no other pharmacist could make.

No matter what the potion is, she will definitely be able to recognize it after her eyes, and if the value doesn't match, she will go to the armored man.

After a few alley corners, Britta approached her destination.

Walking to the door, the air here smelled as if it was all colored, and Britta understood, as a low-level adventurer who often dealt with medicinal herbs.

It's the smell of unknown drugs and stirred plants.

Continuing to follow the flavor lead, she came to the largest house, which was very different from the surrounding buildings.

Pushing open the door, the hanging bell on the door made a loud noise to remind the guests of their arrival, and she slowly walked into the living room, and a young voice sounded.

"Welcome, ah... It's Britta. Looking

around, Britta discovered that the owner of the voice was the employer of a medicine collection mission she had taken some time ago, and a person who also had a great reputation in the fortress city.

Enferea Barea, a young man dressed in clothes stained with the juice of various plants, his half-length golden hair obscured his very well-behaved features.

Last time, she was very concerned about how this young man saw the road with such long hair.

Emfereia looked at Britta and continued to ask her.

“... What's the matter with this visit? The last commission has already been settled. "

Ahh It's something else, I have a potion I'd like to show Granny Ligie, and of course Enfirea would be nice if you could get to know it.

Thinking that Emferea was also a very capable pharmacist, Britta took out the blood-red potion from her pocket and handed it over.

But before he could take it, Enfi's face changed the moment he saw the potion.

Her eyes flickered with intense excitement, staring at the potion in Britta's hand.

“... I thought it was just something my uncle and grandfather made up to my grandmother, but this medicine bottle is exactly the same... This really exists in this world!!"

Looking at Brita, who seemed to be frightened by his tone, Enfirea realized that his tone was a little too excited, patted his chest to calm down, and then he spoke to Brita.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little excited, it's not convenient to talk here, can you change places? I'll take you to my grandma.

Britta nodded, but her hand gripped the potion tightly, and she had already confirmed the value of the potion that could make such a famous Enfirea so out of shape.

Seeing that Britta agreed, Enfirea led her to a room that looked cluttered compared to a tidy living room.

On the table are round-bottomed flasks, test tubes, stills, mortars, funnels, beakers, alcohol lamps, and more.

There were also some instruments she didn't recognize, and there were countless herbs and ores on the shelves on the walls.

There was a pungent smell throughout the room, and even though she had already been here once before to deliver the goods, Britta couldn't Xi get used to the smell.

One had a wrinkled face, wrinkled hands, and shoulder-length hair turned white. The old woman, who was stained with more herbal juice than Enfrea in her overalls and smelled of herbs, sat at the table in the middle of the room and watched the two of them suddenly break in.

"Grandma!! look at this !!"

Enfirea, who was excited, dragged Britta to the old woman, looking at the small bottle in Britta hand, the old woman's eyes widened and she stretched out her trembling hand to take it.

A trembling hand held the potion in the palm of her hand, and the old woman stroked it carefully with her other hand.

"This pattern... This process... This blood-red color... It's been a hundred years!!It's been a hundred years!!

" "Enfi! quick!, bring that one too!"

Enferea, who had already prepared it next to her, heard the old man's words, took out a delicate wooden box from the cabinet and handed it to the old man.

The old man opened it with a trembling hand, and there was a bottle that was indistinguishable from the one containing the blood-red potion.

"The red potion is the blood of the gods...!" the

old man muttered to himself, but his thoughts drifted back to a hundred years ago.

At that time, she was still young, but she was already a famous genius pharmacist in this city.

One day, Liggie's brother came to her with a blood-red potion, saying that it was given to him by a little girl with beautiful silver-blue hair after asking about things in the tavern, and asked her to see if it was a treasure.

Although the potion is very similar to the blood of the gods recorded in history, Riggie at that time did not believe in the existence of such a thing, besides, even if it existed, how could it be given away so casually.

Until one time she went out to collect medicine and was seriously injured, his brother used all the healing potions she made but it didn't work.

A dead horse is a live horse doctor, and my brother thought of the "blood of the gods" that had been stored in the corner of the house.

Subsequently... A miracle appeared in front of the two.