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

76. I made holy water in a practical exam.

The written exam has been completed, and now the practical exam.

Several people entered the laboratory for the practical exam, and it seems that they were free to make potions and other medicines.

Practical exams are easier.

Entering the lab in a group of about ten.

That's right, it's narrow compared to the Magic Lab, and it doesn't have all the equipment... but that's enough.

I feel that the practical exam will work better than the written exam that I am unfamiliar with. Alarmy is a big enemy, though.

When you try to create different medicines,

"What should I do..."

I heard the anxious voice of the girl who was a student with the group.

"What's the matter?

I was calling out to the child when I realized that I couldn't see it too much.

"This year's written exam has been difficult... and we need to make up for the delay in this practical exam. Can I... really pass?

Oh, did you care about that?

Huh?

"If you do your best, you'll get the results. If you're nervous, you can't pull yourself out."

"You're not too nervous, are you?

Me?

That may seem so, but of course I'm nervous.

But if we get here, we can't go back.

You should have studied harder... no matter how much you regret it, it's already too late.

"Well, they told me not to be nervous, so I wouldn't have to struggle if I could relax...."

Do you have any good hands...?

Ah, yes!

"Here... let's write" person "in the palm of your hand and swallow it three times."

"Does that make you nervous?

"Yeah, I think it's a little better. Come on, think you've been tricked. I'll do it myself."

With a feeling of half doubt, the child wrote "person" in the palm of his hand and took it to his mouth.

This is a kind of travesty.

Originally, by writing "people" and swallowing it, the word "play" takes precedence over people around you.

But by telling yourself that you can stay calm--that you can stay calm, you can really get rid of the tension.

I've heard a long time ago that it works like that...

Anything you believe is saved.

... it got sexy all of a sudden, but she smiled when she was really anxious.

"Yes, there is! Looks like you're getting a little more nervous!

"Am I right?

"Good luck, too. You two passed!

"Yes, of course."

That's how the girl started making her own medicine.

This child is also known as a competitor in the qualification exam.

However, this exam is not a relative appraisal, and it seems that any person with a certain score or higher will pass the exam, and even if not, they will not have to take the trouble to directly kick it down.

I can't let them all pass.

But at least I wanted the people in my eyes to pass.

"Come on, let's get started too!

Tap both cheeks lightly to refresh the mood.

Incidentally, only one drug material is allowed in this study.

This is how you make your best medicine for yourself.

Of course, I brought it in...

"Spirit water —— Shall we use this to make holy water?"

Place the bottled Spirit water on the desk.

Well, if I think about it carefully, I think that holy water is an overkill for the qualification exam, but I can't let go of what they say is best for me.

Make a fine holy water to surprise the examiners.

I quickly used the Spirit's water to make holy water.

[SIDE examiner]

A student who perfectly described how to make holy water appeared in the written exam.

As a result, there was a battle between examiners, but in any case, the practical examination.

(A child named Eliane has a full score without complaining about the written examination. I'll pass unless I do all the hard work on the practical exam... but what the hell am I going to make?)

Bart was waiting in a separate room for the practical exam to be completed.

I wonder how many years it's been since I've had such a leap of heart.

I used to yearn for unknown medicines and was immersed in research.

Even now, I have been embroiled in the human aspiration of "holy water", but recently, the research has not advanced very far with headlines.

That's why... someday I forgot how excited I was like a boy, and I just kept working on it inertia.

(But... why? When I saw the description of a child named Eliane, I remembered how I felt a long time ago. Kukuku... thank you. I didn't expect a child who wasn't even a pharmacist to teach him.)

What the hell does she make?

We should be almost done with the practical exam.

Burt was still waiting for the end, but eventually...

"Okay, it's hard!

One of the examiners jumped into a separate room where Bart was.

"What's wrong? It's about time I finished my practical exam....."

"Yeah, I just finished. That's why I collected the medicine made by the students....."

The examiner puts the bottle in front of Burt.

The moment he saw it, Bart doubted his eyes.

"This glow... is being granted Holy Magic... no way!

"Yes! It's holy water! Only one student made holy water!

"Hmm, what!? Holy water by yourself!? Oh, hey. What is the name of the student?"