As the blood-red liquid was poured into the wounded soldier’s mouth, everyone present could clearly feel a refreshing coolness diffusing through the air.
“Lady… are you giving him a potion with analgesic effects?”
The priest watched as the expression of pain on the wounded man’s face gradually softened, and a hint of joy couldn’t help but rise in his heart.
His eyes widened specifically when he noticed that the small box beside Luwei contained many similar potions.
“The pain-relieving effect is so good, it must be at least an Elementary-grade or higher potent painkiller!”
His gaze shifted between Luwei and Duke Caris.
“Duke Caris, if I may be so bold, the supply of painkillers on the front line is already quite scarce…
We have even resorted to using sugar pills as painkillers to deceive the soldiers,” the priest said, lowering his voice slightly.
“I believe we should purchase the pain-relieving medicines in this lady’s possession.”
He looked around at the surroundings.
Although the soldiers had braced themselves because of the Duke’s presence—clenching their teeth even when the pain from their wounds was agonizing—some with more horrific injuries still couldn’t help but let out muffled groans.
However, after hearing the priest’s words, Roy only gave a faint smile and did not rush to answer.
Seeing this, the priest couldn’t help but clench his fists.
In his anxiety, he was just about to say something more when his gaze inadvertently fell back onto the wounded soldier’s face.
“My God, Lord above…”
Shock instantly flooded the priest’s face.
“How is this happening? Lady, did you cast healing magic on him?”
He stared in astonishment at the wound, which was already 70% or 80% healed; only a faint scab remained on the surface.
“I am truly sorry! My eyes failed me. I apologize for my previous arrogance, beautiful Lady.”
The priest saluted Luwei with great excitement, his tone carrying a deep sense of respect.
“You must be a healing Great Archmage invited by the Duke!”
Luwei merely looked at the priest, who was desperate to save lives, with a hint of amusement.
She packed away the potion bottle and then turned her gaze to Duke Caris beside her.
She seemed to be waiting for him to make a decision.
“How much does this potion cost to produce?”
Roy asked in a deep voice.
His tone lacked some of the indulgence he usually showed toward his precious daughter.
“50 silver coins a bottle,” Luwei said calmly.
“If a suitable production line can be built, the cost can be further reduced to under 30 silver coins.”
Upon hearing Luwei’s words, expressions of shock appeared on everyone’s faces.
According to common knowledge, even the most basic Rank 1 elementary potion would cost at least several gold coins.
For example, the most common Elementary Healing Potion on the market was actually a Rank 2 potion, and its price fluctuated around 5 gold coins.
Potions that reached intermediate, high, or even legendary quality could easily cost thousands or tens of thousands of gold coins, putting them completely out of reach for ordinary people.
After all, in the Kingdom of Avalon, the average daily wage of an ordinary person was only 25 copper coins; one would only earn 90 silver coins after a year of hard work.
When usually injured, they could only buy diluted, low-quality potions or request treatment from a low-level priest.
As for graded healing potions… those were undoubtedly luxury items!
But now… Luwei actually claimed the cost was only 30 silver coins?
“Luwei, do you realize what you are saying?”
Roy’s voice carried a hint of irrepressible excitement.
“Allow me to confirm once more. You used an ‘Elementary Healing Potion’ on this soldier… at a cost of 50 silver coins. Then, the knife wound on his face was restored to its original state within 20 seconds. Am I correct?”
But before Luwei could answer, the priest beside them let out a disoriented cry.
“An Elementary Healing Potion!? Such a healing effect is only the result of a Rank 2 potion? That’s impossible!! For a wound to heal in such a short time… that could only be achieved by a healing spell cast by a Rank 4 Great Archmage!”
As Luwei gave a gentle nod, Roy’s gaze instantly became more solemn than ever before.
Immediately following that, a powerful surge of mental energy erupted from his body, covering the entire barracks in an instant.
“The conversation you have just heard is now classified as a top-secret military matter. Do not spread it… Anyone who leaks military secrets will be dealt with by military law!”
His voice was transmitted accurately into the ears of everyone in the wounded camp.
The priest before them clearly realized the importance of this matter as well.
His knuckles turned white from clenching, and he could not hide the surprise on his face.
‘Is this war… finally going to end…?’
***
Luwei felt that her father’s attitude had undergone a subtle change.
“I have seen the value of this new type of potion…”
The loss of the relaxed and cozy atmosphere between father and daughter made Luwei feel as if she were sitting at a negotiation table.
“The cost is only one-tenth that of a healing potion, yet the effect is dozens of times greater! Hahaha, good, very good!”
Roy’s hearty laughter almost shook the Duke’s mansion to its foundations.
“The potion you have brought me is vastly different from a ‘healing potion’ in terms of effect, quality, and usage. Have you two considered giving this potion a new name?”
As he finished speaking, Roy and Floxi both looked toward Luwei.
A new name?
Hearing this, Luwei smiled faintly.
“It is as red as blood, and it brings the dying back to life while regrowing flesh on bone… Let’s call it a Life Potion.”
“Yes, yes! Let’s call it that!”
Floxi’s small face was flushed, looking quite excited.
In the past, Floxi would have hidden away the moment she saw Her Highness’s wicked smile.
But today, she actually felt a sense of handsomeness from Her Highness.
“Good!”
Roy slammed his hand on the table.
Suddenly, a faint ripple of mana emanated from his body.
“On behalf of the Human Federation Northern Seventh Army Command, I request a contract with the noble Lady Luwei Caris. In exchange for funding the construction of a Potion Workshop, our side will obtain the exclusive right to use ‘Elementary Life Potions’ for a period of 6 months. Our side must provide sufficient funding and manpower, while your side must not refuse reasonable order requirements for any reason; nor may you sell the ‘Life Potion’ to a third party without consent…”
Seeing this, Luwei appeared somewhat surprised.
‘A Soul Contract? Is he really making it this formal?’
However, it was no wonder.
With a bit of thought, one could understand that if the human coalition forces suddenly pulled out such a bottle of Life Potion while fighting the Orcs—as long as it wasn’t a severed limb or a short-term fatal injury—it could heal wounds in just half a minute, and at a low price that allowed every soldier to be equipped…
One could imagine how the situation of the war would turn!
Luwei knew what Duke Roy valued more…
Compared to the military value of the Life Potion, the small profits from selling it were completely insignificant!
“How about it, my dear daughter?”
Roy’s face wore the same terrifying smile as Luwei’s.
Facing such an important occasion, even Luwei was a bit nervous.
As for Floxi beside her… she was already too shocked to speak.
“I agree, respected Lion of the North, Duke Roy Caris, Commander of the Seventh Army.”
As her voice fell, an invisible sense of constraint flashed by, as if reminding Luwei to abide by the terms of the contract.
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