Chapter 47
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 47
Chapter Title: 8. Unexpected Visitor
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‘She had a look like she was about to do something crazy, so I followed her... Was it just needless worry?’
Saella had kept watch over Sophia until morning after threatening her.
He thought the intimidation had worked properly, but just in case she was consumed by rage and tried something foolish, he was prepared to instantly pierce her skull with a sniper shot.
But whether the threat had landed well or not, Sophia showed no movement at all until morning.
She simply packed her bags quietly to leave Preta.
Even when she seemed to steel herself with some resolve, her expression would instantly twist into terror.
Clearly, she was the type who valued her own life more than revenge.
Convinced she would leave Preta without issue like this, Saella quietly returned to the academy.
‘Ugh, I’ve been away from Lord Edin too long, and now withdrawal symptoms...!!’
Feeling his beauty stat draining rapidly from his body, Saella hurriedly returned to the general store.
To stay by Edin’s side and recover his beauty stat by witnessing his skills.
“Hm?”
But inside the general store was a customer he’d never seen before.
Not a student.
Yet somehow familiar.
‘Jeira Blaze.’
Saella recognized her immediately.
He had already thoroughly investigated the three party members who had tormented Edin.
He even knew that Jeira Blaze was Mary’s older sister.
‘I heard she was coming to the academy, but to have the gall to show her face to Lord Edin in broad daylight...’
He had already heard through Whisper of the Forest that she was heading to the academy.
But he figured she’d just meet the chairman or someone.
At most, he thought she might see Lunarin, with whom she had some connection.
He never imagined the family of the perpetrator would brazenly shove their face right in front of Edin.
As he debated piercing that brazen woman’s red hair on the spot,
“No. I’m not really angry anymore anyway... And it doesn’t seem like something you need to apologize for, Miss Jeira.”
“......”
Edin forgave her.
No, he hadn’t been angry at Jeira in the first place.
This was a matter between Mary and himself.
He drew that line clearly, adding honestly that he no longer had much feeling left about it anyway, so not to worry.
‘As expected of Lord Edin... His magnanimity is as vast as the great ocean beyond the continent.’
If Edin said so, then there was no need to touch Jeira as well.
So Saella thought.
Of course, Mary herself remained a target for execution.
And from what he overheard, it seemed she’d even been expelled from her family.
Which meant he could now pierce her skull without the slightest hesitation.
So Saella mused.
“No way...!! Th-this...!!”
“...?”
Then, Jeira’s voice suddenly rang out in shock.
Wondering if something had happened, Saella quickly assumed position.
“D-did you really make this yourself? This?”
“Y-yes. Why?”
“Oh my god. The purity is incredible... Don’t tell me the academy has some ultra-precision alchemy machine...? No, but Lunarin said earlier that Edin makes everything by hand... But is this even possible with human hands? This is impossible...”
It was nothing serious—just Jeira marveling greatly at Edin’s potion.
‘Of course. Lord Edin’s potions are amazing. She knows her stuff.’
For some reason, Saella’s favor toward Jeira ticked up a notch.
“To think... that you, no, Lord Edin, made this with your own hands.”
Jeira examined the potion more closely, growing even more moved as she suddenly rushed right up to Edin.
“This is incredible! To craft something like this purely by hand—this is practically the realm of the Alchemy God!”
“N-no, it’s not that big a deal...”
Jeira’s sparkling eyes.
Edin thought she was too close and flushed red as he backed away.
For a guy, having a beauty shove her face this close was pretty embarrassing.
Already flustered by her sudden praise,
“No, Jeira Blaze...! You actually know your stuff!”
Saella suddenly popped out from who-knows-where and chimed in enthusiastically with Jeira.
“Lord Edin’s technique is nothing short of divine. Beauty incarnate! To even compare it to something else is blasphemy... That’s what it is!”
“I-I can’t believe it... Potions made with such masterful handiwork. I have to see the process!”
Startled not at all by Saella’s sudden appearance, the two hit it off instantly.
“Lord Edin! If it’s not too rude, why not grant this knowledgeable friend the chance to observe your crafting process?”
“H-heck...! I know it’s incredibly presumptuous, but... I promise I won’t monopolize it! Please let me watch the process...!”
In an instant, he had one more of the same kind.
“...Do you two know each other?”
Edin asked, utterly baffled by the sight.
Of course, the response was,
“No, we just met today.”
“First time meeting this elf.”
“......”
“Ah... It’s surging. My life force...”
After showing them his usual potion-making process,
Saella wore the expression of a saint who had reached enlightenment and beheld a god.
“Insane... Such perfect precision work. A machine? No, even machines can’t do this. I see... That’s why the purity is so high. The material quality itself is unreal. You said you gathered them yourself, right? You harvest them with that same flawless technique? Aren’t you just invincible?”
Jeira muttered on like an otaku deeply engrossed in something, her face deadly serious.
‘This is burdensome.’
From staring with the intensity of someone ready to bore holes during the crafting,
To these bizarre reactions.
Edin found their responses a bit overwhelming.
He got that his skills were impressive, but was it really to this extent?
“First time I’ve seen it. An A-rank healing potion via the standard process... And the quality might even beat other A-ranks. I can’t even imagine what this would sell for...”
Jeira couldn’t stop marveling at the finished potion.
It was at a level where classifying it as A+ rank and jacking up the price would be justified.
Using undamaged 0% defect materials, with absurdly high purity and perfect ratios—that’s what made it so.
But naturally, Edin had no intention of selling it as-is.
“To sell to academy students, I have to dilute it down to C or D rank.”
“What? You’re diluting and selling this?!”
Jeira was aghast at his words.
An outstanding potion even among A-ranks.
It would surely command a massive premium.
Even Jeira, who had seen countless treasures of high value, couldn’t hazard a guess at its price.
And he was going to dilute it and sell cheap?
Even if it was the academy, was that remotely sane?!
“Well, maybe B-rank at best.”
“...?”
Edin casually explained the academy’s internal request system and gift certificate issuance.
He’d planned to tell Suiven, Lunarin, and Saella anyway.
So he shared it with Jeira without much thought.
She was an outsider, but it wasn’t like it’d cause issues if it leaked externally.
“So, academy students can collect gift certificates through requests and obtain limited high-rank potions directly...”
Jeira summarized what Edin had told her.
And then.
“I’ve decided.”
“...?”
She nodded with the look of someone who’d just made a firm resolution.
“I’m enrolling in the academy.”
“...Pardon?”
It was quite out of left field.
“What? You’re enrolling in the academy?”
“Yeah. I’ve decided.”
Lunarin stared at Jeira, who had abruptly decided to enroll, looking extremely flustered.
Jeira had never shown much interest in becoming an adventurer.
When Lunarin had suggested they do it together, she’d refused, saying she had to help with family affairs.
And now she was aiming to be an alchemist, not an adventurer.
So sudden enrollment in the Adventurer Academy?
What nonsense was this?
“It’s the best way to see Lord Edin often. I don’t have the talent to teach as an instructor anyway. And being a teacher would leave no time for alchemy studies.”
“To learn alchemy from Edin? But he’s not a teacher—he’s a shopkeeper, so no classes or...”
He did teach students material gathering during external practicums, but that hardly counted as alchemy lessons.
It was just how adventurers could harvest while preserving material quality.
Teaching from an adventurer’s perspective.
“Of course I know that. I’m not planning to learn alchemy from Lord Edin to begin with. That’s... not something you learn.”
If she wanted alchemical tips or special recipes, the Alchemist Guild would be far better.
Edin simply crushed everything with his monstrous innate talent—no one could learn or imitate it.
Jeira simply...
“I just want to be by that great man’s side...”
Admiration, awe, worship.
The same principle as Saella abandoning everything to stick by Edin.
Just thinking about it made her heart race and cheeks flush.
His presence, the potions he made, the precise techniques he wielded.
None of it left her mind.
...Simply put, she’d fallen for him.
“......”
Watching her, Lunarin thought,
‘Ah, did I mess up by introducing her?’
But it was too late for regrets now.