Even Though I was the Real Saint, I was Exiled—Which Means my Country is Over

The rusty sword Philip gave me was to be deposited with Nigel for now.

"I only look like a rusty sword... a sword passed down to the spirits from generation to generation. I'll keep it safe."

Nigel said.

If you leave it to him, there will be no mistake.

One day, Nigel and I were summoned to the Magic Lab.

What is it?

"Mr. Robert. And Nigel."

When I went to the director's office, my director, Mr. Robert. And Prince Nigel was standing in front of a lot of potions.

"I wanted to talk to you about the advanced potions that Elaine made."

That's how Robert starts talking.

Ah, a potion...

I completely lost my passion for potions at this time.

I suddenly came to the poles as a pharmacist.

I've always been tired of doing something and... am I tired of it?

"Sure, stockpile it up and flush the rest to the merchants...."

"Yes, but until now, I had to mass-produce advanced potions and accurately measure their effects. I didn't have time to pay or find a merchant."

"Ah, that's what I mean...."

"Elaine, you don't seem very interested, do you?

As I was talking to Mr. Robert, Nigel strangely cut his neck.

"That's not true. I, Poshi-zukuri Sukiyaki."

"It sounds like a lot of rod reading....."

If Nigel was staring at me, I was going to see through the lies, so I quickly lost my sight.

"So... I'm going to present my research on the effects of advanced potions."

It's a lie to swallow hard spit... but it's strange that Robert is accumulating it, so it makes me fall preposterous.

I thought it was an advanced potion, but I made a mistake!

Wouldn't you say...?

Again, it's not uncomfortable to get "wow, wow," but it's kind of restless.

But my expectations were betrayed.

"Congratulations. This advanced potion was really positioned in the advanced potion."

... right?

It was somehow predictable that they would say so.

But that wasn't all...

"And I found myself in an even better category of advanced potions. Let's call it a superpotion."

The story was getting bigger.

Wow, happy.

"Isn't that a bar reading after all!?

Nigel goes into jail, but now I'm nothing. Nothing to be happy about, nothing to be sad about.

"But Elaine is amazing. I can't believe it wasn't just healing and boundaries, but also making great potions."

"No, it's not."

Speak to Nigel with a blank eye.

Mr. Robert keeps talking.

"And one more thing. That's the future of this superpotion. As I said before, some are going to flow to merchants. Is that okay?

"Yes, do what Robert wants."

Nigel's presence here means we've already talked about it.

The price is not very important to me personally.

The raw materials are just water, and even if you pay the spirits as much as you want, whatever you want is free.

However, if the right price is not set here, other items may collapse.

Free is great, but not everything is virtuous.

"So... that's the price for the merchant..."

When I hear from Mr Robert, my eyes are about to pop out at the price.

"So much!?

"Yes"

Mr Robert says without changing his expression.

What he told me about the price was because it was so crude that a house could be built with a superpotion.

"Can you sell at such a price?

"I suppose this will still kill the customers? And when I spoke to someone I could trust, I immediately raised my hand. I thought it was a little cheap, but I'll see how it goes for now."

No matter how much super it is, I wonder if it's okay with just one potion...

It's not the nobility who buys this, it's the adventurer who's going to be the center.

For those who cannot afford to pay as much as the aristocrats, I think the potion is a very unaffordable price.

Well, if you sell too much, you won't be able to keep up with the demand, and maybe this is the right amount.

But I was looking at it sweetly this time.

The potion I was making was far better than I thought.