12 On the Road 1 (1/2)

As a result, Father Austin's knowledgeable and accustomed journey made our journey very smooth.

On top of that, it was dangerous for a woman to travel alone. I still have to be careful in the sense of security. It may also be possible to stop moving as before, but it is a little weak and worrying as a weapon that it is ineffective if you are a healthy opponent.

In that sense, it was very comfortable to say that there were men who could not be considered elderly during the journey.

On the way, we bought a vial and put water in it to make a potion.

Well, the water in the bottle just says, ”Heal people.” Besides, as the priest advised, I made it very appropriately without putting any temper into it. Apparently, if not, something unnaturally superior will be created.

After all, when I made it for the first time, the priest was amazed at the effect.

”Anis, don't overdo it. The magic has leaked out quite a bit. This vial will definitely cure the fever of about a platoon. You can only make such a good potion for a Virgin, so don't make it as it is. A little more... yes, let's dilute it a hundred times.”

That said, for a while, the priest was supposed to pick up a pile of vials alone and bring one drop of the original potion to the water from time to time in the inn. This is a lot of trouble.

It is the priest who buys the vial. He used his ”protection” skill to buy the vial cheaply, and now he sells the potion I made at a high price.

There was always a wonderful division of labor between the people I made, the people the priest sold.

Of course, there may be moves from the priest's life experience, but thanks to our powerful ”protective” skills, we happen to hit the spot where we're throwing vials, and then we happen to know rich people in trouble with sudden illness, so it's surprising to see them. That kind of thing happened a little bit, and of course it sold normally to people in need, so the potions I made kept selling smoothly.

I was prepared to travel in poverty because of my income, and I was able to stay at a very good rank.

Amazing ”protective” skill.

It seems that this is usually the case when this Father Austin travels.

However, if you look carefully, there is also a very serious and devout priest who sells words that are difficult to say.

”But I have your potion this time, so it's more convenient to put money in. After all, the effects are easier to understand than the” Lucky Bill ”I always sell, and the results are immediate, and there are a lot of customers. No, hey, fufufufu”

I mean, I'm happy to look like a grandfather from the edge, but when I heard that dialog, it was time for me to look like a cunning businessman.

I didn't feel that way when I was in church...