Floxi watched the scene of the father and daughter reuniting from the side, a faint smile spreading across her face.
‘Her Highness Luwei and the Duke really are similar…’
‘They both look incredibly fierce, but they actually have a gentle and cute side…’
In the next second, Floxi felt a sharp pain in her waist.
It felt as if a small hand had pinched a bit of her soft flesh and given it a hard twist.
She blinked, looking at her princess with a wronged expression.
Then, she noticed the other girl was mouthing words to her:
‘You go and explain to the Duke…’
‘Is it about the new potion production line?’
Floxi nodded blankly.
Her Highness had made a promise with her that she would be the one to request the construction of a potion production line from the Duke.
But as the words reached the tip of her tongue, she couldn’t help but feel nervous.
With House Carys’ funds being so tight, making such a request might make Duke Roy unhappy.
But if she didn’t plead with the Duke, she would offend Her Highness Luwei!
At that thought, Floxi shuddered and spoke without hesitation, “Lord Duke, it is like this…”
“A potion workshop? Alchemy again?”
Duke Roy frowned slightly, his cold and indifferent expression making his presence feel even more oppressive.
“The situation at the frontline is a bit strained… I already had someone build an Alchemy Laboratory for you one week ago.”
“If you want to research and produce potions, can it not be done in the existing laboratory?”
“Uh…”
Questioned by the Duke like this, Floxi finally remembered.
The new Alchemy Laboratory belonging to House Carys had also been built by the Duke after Luwei requested it in Floxi’s name.
Only a short time had passed.
No matter how much the Duke looked after her, it would be difficult for him to agree to such expensive projects one after another, wouldn’t it?
Just as Floxi fell into a dilemma, Luwei suddenly patted her shoulder and handed her several blood-red potions.
“Father, building a potion workshop isn’t just a whim of Floxi’s,” Luwei’s indifferent voice rang out.
“It’s because the existing laboratory cannot support large-scale production.”
As she spoke, Luwei signaled Floxi to take out the potions.
“This New Healing Potion is the result of Floxi’s hard work during this time.”
“You can examine the results of this research before deciding whether to invest.”
“…Eh?”
Hearing Luwei’s words, both Duke Roy and Floxi were stunned.
The former was puzzled by the color of the healing potion.
According to common sense, red usually represented potions for frenzy or strength buffs, and they usually came with significant side effects.
Floxi, on the other hand, was shocked by Luwei’s words.
‘Wasn’t this potion made by Your Highness…?’
Thick confusion rose in her heart, but Luwei only shook her head at her.
“This New Healing Potion adopts an entirely new alchemical process.
Therefore, it requires a dedicated production line to support its manufacture,” Luwei added to the Duke.
“As for the effects of this potion… you can find some wounded soldiers to test it on.”
“I can only tell you that the value of this New Healing Potion might far exceed your imagination…”
Seeing Luwei’s confident appearance, Duke Roy, sitting in the main seat, seemed to develop a deep interest.
“Oh? You two little ones actually achieved such a result?”
Hearing this, Luwei nodded calmly.
“Correct. Floxi has a very high talent in Alchemy. You can verify this with her Alchemy Tutor.”
At these words, the Duke looked at Floxi with a smile.
The latter was clearly already walking on air.
“I-I’m not as amazing as Her Highness says…”
Floxi waved her hands repeatedly.
Her small face had turned quite red.
‘Why is Her Highness putting all the credit on my head?’
Floxi didn’t quite understand.
In the past, the princess always liked to show off in front of the Duke, even taking the initiative to claim credit.
But this time, Her Highness even pushed the credit for that New Healing Potion recipe onto her.
“Haha, whether it’s amazing or not… we will know once we try it.”
As he spoke, a sharp light flashed in Duke Roy’s eyes.
He rose from the main seat.
That single movement alone stirred a small Magic Tide within the hall.
His robes fluttered without any wind, and every step caused the ground to vibrate slightly, clearly displaying his formidable power.
As Luwei felt this violent mana rushing toward her, she subconsciously began biting her nails.
‘Why is her father designed to be so powerful?’
Not only was he a Contractor for a Mountain Dragon, with terrifying Strength and Defense stats, but he was also a Level 7 Arcanist.
He was practically a “hexagon warrior” with no weaknesses, the kind of existence that could steamroll a country alone.
‘And when it comes to me… why did I become a decorative daughter with no magic talent, a Strength of only 2 points, and someone who struggles even to kill a chicken?’
The more Luwei thought about it, the angrier she became.
She secretly swore that if she ever returned to Blue Star, she would definitely find out which screenwriter wrote such an illogical, brainless setting.
Then she would expose them online and let them taste the feeling of being blasted by the public!
***
Duke Roy led the two of them to the wounded soldiers’ camp in Linbei City.
The air was thick with the scent of blood, and the low groans of pain were endless.
Most of the people passing by were hurried Priests.
They entered carrying rolls of bandages soaked in medicine and left carrying basins filled with bloody water, severed limbs, and shredded meat.
Seeing all this, Luwei’s expression didn’t change.
After all, she was long used to these realistic game details.
In the game Bonds, late-stage players could even hold great power and launch wars that swept across the entire continent.
To fully depict the cruelty of war and serve as a warning to players, such wounded soldiers’ camps could be seen everywhere during wartime.
But Floxi was different.
She covered her mouth in shock, her body already trembling before they had even truly stepped into the camp.
Just after the three of them passed through the tent flap, the injuries of the soldier in the very first bed were enough to make them stop.
“Who… is here?”
a weak voice asked, barely sustained by some shred of willpower.
Luwei looked at the soldier.
He hadn’t even had time to take off his armor, which was covered in dust; he had likely just been sent back from the Frontline.
A gash stretched across his entire face.
The wound was deep enough to see the bone.
A bit of emerald-green medicine had been applied as an emergency measure.
The bleeding seemed to have stopped, and one could faintly see new granulation tissue forming.
It was unknown if his eyes could be saved.
Looking at the scene, Luwei couldn’t help but calculate.
An Elementary Healing Potion couldn’t regrow limbs, but it was very efficient at treating cuts and slash wounds.
“Priest! We need clean water here.”
She called out to a Priest passing by.
The man’s face darkened with annoyance, and he was about to scold the brat who had barged into the camp.
But in the next second, he saw the man standing beside Luwei.
“D-Duke Roy?”
“Why are you here!?”
His shout was like a switch being flipped in the camp.
Not a single soldier wailed anymore.
A solemn atmosphere spread through the crowd.
Seeing this, Luwei couldn’t help but glance sideways.
‘Is Duke Roy’s reputation among the soldiers really this high?’
The Priest quickly brought clean water, though he didn’t know what this young noble lady intended to do.
When he saw her cleaning the wounded soldier’s injury and then picking up a bottle of what looked like a frenzy potion to pour into the man’s mouth, he shouted, “Hey, wait! His wound hasn’t healed yet… How can you use a buff-type potion?”
The Priest immediately warned, “He’ll hemorrhage!”
Seeing this, the Duke also showed hesitation and couldn’t help but turn his gaze toward the pale Floxi.
“Lord Duke… it’s fine.”
After receiving her affirmative answer, the Duke finally signaled Luwei to continue.