episode_0021

Let’s see.

Fortunately, it’s spring now, so there shouldn’t be any freezing to death, and in the summer, we can just install sunshades to block the sunlight.

It’s good in many ways since there’s a river nearby, making it easy to draw water.

First, let the villagers eat and give us their leftovers as feed.

It would be nice to make a separate nutritional potion and sprinkle it on them.

If we give them various potions, they should grow quickly.

When I returned to the store, I took out the ingredients from the warehouse and started making potions.

What I’m trying to make is a special potion for pig estrus and pregnancy promotion.

If I can make it properly, the pigs will definitely breed explosively.

As I vigorously stirred the boiling potion, Mirella, who came into the store late, pinched her nose.

“What’s that smell?!”

“I’m making a new potion.”

“Why does it smell so terrible?”

When I explained about the potion, Mirella covered her mouth and nose, looking disgusted.

“So, just by smelling this, one gets pregnant?! Is it some medicine for the administrative officer?!”

“Haha. No. It’s for the pigs. And how could you get pregnant just by smelling it?”

“Well, yeah. The baby has to come in through the nose. Right.”

Mirella nodded her head while making absurd remarks.

“My arm hurts, so stir this for me.”

I handed the ladle to Mirella and sat at the desk, contemplating a few more combinations.

With Mirella’s help, I spent the whole day making several potions for clinical use.

“But suddenly, I thought of something.”

Wiping away sweat and stirring the ladle, Mirella spoke up.

“If we do it like this, can’t we also make a potion for humans?”

“For what?”

“This. A potion that induces estrus and pregnancy.”

“Well… if you have the intention to make it, you probably can. Of course, I won’t make it.”

“Why?”

“It could be used for crime.”

“Hmm.”

Mirella narrowed her eyes suspiciously.

“What? Why are you looking at me like that?”

I wondered if I could be of help to people who have difficulty getting pregnant, but why is my brother having such strange thoughts? Huh? No way, he didn’t put that potion in my food, did he?

“Aaaah!!”

A scream interrupted Mirella’s words.

“Mirella. Pull yourself together!”

“I’m fine, you know. It’s just that… If my brother were to make such a potion for an experiment, who else would there be besides me, who lives in the same house? Besides, I’m a girl at the freshest age, blooming like a flower…”

“Aaaah!!”

“Ugh, so loud. Can’t even joke around.”

Mirella grumbled.

But I know.

That guy, that’s not a joke.

Unless he’s a fool, he can tell that Mirella has feelings for me.

With her characteristic open-mindedness as a girl from the slums, she’s appealing to me so strongly.

Mirella objectively has a truly lovely appearance.

If she becomes an adult, she’ll surely become a much more wonderful woman than she is now.

Honestly, it’s overwhelming for a girl like Mirella to like me in my situation.

But I can’t help it.

Mirella is a minor right now, and in this world, associating or marrying a minor leads to trouble.

And to me, Mirella is nothing more than a cute and lovely little sister position.

There’s no need to cause misunderstandings with unnecessary actions.

* * * * *

I experimented with several fertility potions, but there was no effect.

No matter how long I wait, the pigs show no sign of mating.

“Hmm, what could be the problem?”

Mirella, with her arms crossed, poked me with her elbow.

“Brother, brother.”

“What.”

“I think we should try this experiment on a person first, don’t you think?”

“For you to drink?”

“Hehehe.”

“Shut up.”

I silenced Mirella and got lost in thought.

What could be the problem, really?

I’ve used all the knowledge I have, so why is there no effect?

I need to research more.

“Brother! Let’s really try this experiment on a person?”

“Stop talking nonsense.”

Doing animal experiments before using them on people, isn’t that the opposite way to go?

Especially for aphrodisiacs and fertility enhancers.

Let’s think about it more. There must be a solution.

* * * * *

Meanwhile, near Odellin City, on a remote roadside.

The guards of Odellin City were investigating the brutal murder of dozens of goblin corpses.

What they saw was literally a sea of blood.

What on earth happened?

Expanding their investigation, the guards received a suspicious report from a city official.

It was about someone who had visited the city two days ago.

A man named Jack, who came from a remote village far south of Odellin City, delivered documents from their village administrator to the city.

After thorough investigation, the guards discovered that this man, Jack, had bought a pig.

Digging deeper into Jack’s background, the guards uncovered an astonishing fact.

Jack, the owner of the potion shop in the starting village.

He was the very same Jack who, among the naive children of Odellin City, had once been famous for “potions are invincible and Jack is a god.”

A report on the investigation stating that “Jack, who had performed miraculous deeds in the starting village, had now completely wiped out the potential threat of goblins near Odellin City” was sent to the mayor.

Upon seeing the report, the mayor immediately decided to organize a lavish parade.

Exorcising demons has always been an important indicator of a city’s administrative power.

Every year, the number of demons captured and killed around the city is included in the city evaluation data.

Therefore, the mayor of Odellin City planned to exaggerate the report, making it seem as if he had personally invited Jack from the starting village to hunt down the goblins, thus enhancing his own achievements.

A messenger carrying the report from the mayor of Odellin headed north.

He was shot dead by an arrow from an unknown direction.

Masked figures appeared like shadows in the forest, searching the dead messenger’s belongings and finding the report.

They were mercenaries stationed not far from Odellin City.

Having committed the audacious crime of assassinating the messenger of a direct order heading to the lavish parade and stealing official documents, the mercenaries immediately returned to their base and reported the incident to their commander.

“Oh, so it’s Jack from the starting village. They say he slaughtered thirty goblins right then and there.”

Lieutenant Adelheid Remmugen savored the report as he read it.

“This is quite interesting.”

The mercenary captain had already heard peculiar rumors about that Jack and his potions.

A remote rural village that could barely be found even when closely examined.

Ridiculous hearsay about a man there performing miracles.

Initially, the captain thought it was some kind of salvation myth reflecting the hopes of those living in poverty and despair.

But now, the official dispatches were vividly detailing the situation.

Mayor Odellin wouldn’t have written unverified content for the official dispatch unless he was out of his mind.

So, the mention of this Jack wasn’t just empty talk.

A man who could make crops grow, increase catches, and slaughter thirty goblins.

Truly fascinating. Enough to make one’s mouth water.

* * * * *

As Mirella diligently brewed potions, the door opened, and several people entered.

Adventurers carrying intimidating weapons in sturdy leather armor.

Their faces and necks bore numerous scars, appearing quite seasoned. Why would they come to a beginner’s shop like this?

“Hello. This is Jack and Mirella’s potion shop!”

Mirella rushed forward to greet them.

However, the adventurers ignored her greeting and began inspecting the potions and various novice tools on the shelves.

“We’ve heard rumors that your potions are good for the body.”

One of the adventurers spoke to me.

“Oh, yes. They boast the highest quality.”

“Hmm. Then we’ll take everything from here to here.”

Like a wealthy person visiting a duty-free shop, the adventurer pointed at an entire shelf.

He’s going to buy all of that?

He doesn’t look that rich.

As I brought a box to pack the potions, the adventurer pointed to a potion designed for pigs, promoting arousal and pregnancy.

“What’s this?”

“We don’t sell that. It’s an experimental potion.”

“I see.”

As I handed over the box full of potions, one of the adventurers accepted it.

Reaching out to me, his wrist briefly revealed a tattoo between the long sleeves and gloves.

Rheugen mercenaries’ tattoos, what’s that?

I was nervous, thinking they might extort money by using their notorious reputation.

Fortunately, they paid and bought potions.

“What kind of people are they? Are they a noble’s private army?”

Mirella asked, shaking her head.

“They’re Rheugen mercenaries.”

“Mercenaries? What’s that?”

“They’re people who fight in exchange for money.”

Hmm, Rheugen mercenaries…

This is a bit unsettling.

Just in case, I should talk to the magistrate.

“What?! The Rheugen mercenaries are attacking our village…?!”

The magistrate shouted.

“Oh no, then I’ll be captured as a prisoner, subjected to unspeakable things, and probably executed… This wasn’t the fate I wished for…”

“Oh, Magistrate. Pull yourself together.”

“Ohh! Oh my goodness! Help!”

As I pushed the potion into his mouth, the magistrate started making crazy moaning sounds.

If someone hears this, they’d think I’m inserting it from below, not above.