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Alchemist Karen No Longer Compromises, Chapter 228

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Eight: Meeting the Family 4

Karen, would you like to take a walk with me?”

I’d be delighted.”

“Hmm?”

Even after dinner, Karen still sounded tense, and Julius tilted his head slightly at her reply before narrowing his eyes in a gentle smile.

“Tonight’s sky-blue dress suits you very well. You said I would think you beautiful no matter what… and while that may certainly be true to some extent, I think sky blue is the color that suits you best of all. I truly feel you’re beautiful, Karen.”

“I-I see. I had a feeling that might be the case.”

Previously, Julius had chosen sky-blue fabric for Karen’s dress. The light blue dress prepared for Sieg’s recovery celebration party. It was still carefully stored in her closet. At that time, even when told it suited her, she thought it was a type of flattery or perhaps teasing, but if that wasn’t the case, when had Julius started thinking of Karen that way?

Karen looked up at Julius walking beside her with a strange feeling. Julius escorted Karen to the garden while occasionally smiling bashfully as he received Karen’s passionate gaze. The night garden was lit up. Magical tool lamps decorated with glass flower petal ornaments illuminated the garden fantastically. Julius seemed to know the garden had been beautifully decorated in advance and was trying to guide Karen somewhere, so she silently followed.

They arrived at a gazebo that became hidden from the building by trees as obstacles, surrounded by nothing but flowers in full bloom, overlooking a shining pond with floating luminous flowers. There were even out-of-season flowers. They were probably made to bloom with magic.

Seeing flowers of all four seasons blooming wildly together outside a dungeon felt even more fantastical, and Karen narrowed her eyes at the surreal scene.

“It’s beautiful.”

I’m glad you think so.”

Julius spoke as if relieved. When she thought it might be Alise’s arrangement, it seemed this garden was prepared by Julius.

Karen walked around the gazebo, trying to engrave everything visible from it into her memory. Seeing Julius following along after her, she laughed.

“Ahaha…!”

After laughing aloud, Karen released the tension from her shoulders.

“Alright.”

She psyched herself up lightly, then turned back to Julius with a smile.

And she knelt before him.

Karen? What’s wrong?”

“Please become engaged to me, Mr. Julius.”

On one knee, Karen took a small box from the pocket hidden in her dress’s slit and opened it. Julius widened his golden eyes and looked back and forth between Karen and the content of the offered box. Inside the box was a ring that shone with a golden brilliance.

“This ring is a token of my promise of marriage to you, Mr. Julius. We can’t marry yet, but it’s a form of vow that we will definitely marry someday.”

It was no wonder Julius was bewildered. This world didn’t have the custom of exchanging rings for marriage. But for Karen, it was one of the dreams she’d wanted to fulfill someday from her previous life.

“If you’ll get engaged to me, please accept this ring.”

He must have understood that this ring was a special gift from Karen. Julius grasped both the ring box and Karen’s hand, then pulled up Karen, who had been on one knee.

With his golden eyes sparkling, Julius said:

“Of course I’ll accept it, Karen.”

“Then please let me put it on the ring finger of your left hand.”

When Karen held out her hand, Julius honestly surrendered his left hand.

Taking the amber-colored ring shining gold from the small box, Karen gently slipped the ring onto Julius’s left ring finger.

“Wow, it’s perfect! As expected of Mr. Urgo!”

Karen, this ring—could it possibly be… orichalcum?”

I splurged.”

Karen puffed out her chest. It had cost far more than the so-called three months’ salary, but the expense had been worth it for a ring that would last a lifetime.

It was an item she’d had custom-made at Urgo’s magical tool shop, spending almost all the money she’d received as compensation from the dungeon investigation, and naturally, it was also a magical tool.

“It’s also a magical tool that stores magical power. If you ever want to avoid magical intoxication, Mr. Julius, please store magical power in this orichalcum ring. Oh, but when I’m by your side, feel free to get drunk without restraint, okay?”

Grinning, Karen took out another small box.

“There’s another matching ring, so please put this one on my left ring finger, Mr. Julius!”

Julius, with a bewildered expression as if bewitched by a fox, put a ring on Karen’s left ring finger in the same way.

During the time the ring was being put on, only Karen was grinning with completely relaxed cheeks.

“Ehehe. Now you are mine, Mr. Julius.”

“Does the ring have that meaning? Is it a commoner custom?”

“Nope. This is my personal charm! Hehehehe.”

While spilling unstoppable laughter, Karen gazed at her own left ring finger with dreamy eyes. Receiving the brilliance of the lamps brightly illuminating the garden, Karen’s ring also sparkled.

Watching Karen bounce around the garden as if trying to gather all its light onto her ring finger, Julius also raised his left hand and narrowed his eyes at the sparkle gathering on his ring.

“…Thor, what are you doing?”

I’m innocent. But he’s got a face like a girl, so I feel like I did something bad anyway, and I’m accepting the rope to show my sincerity.”

When she visited Helfried’s office, Thor, tied up with a rope for some reason, said something incomprehensible.

From context, the person who "has a face like a girl" was probably Sieg. In the brief time she’d taken her eyes off them, he seemed to have become friendly enough with Sieg to fool around.

Karen, please persuade Thor. It pains me so much to have a guest in this state.”

Thor seemed to be imprisoned of his own will, tied up with a serious expression. Helfried was holding his head at the sight.

Thor, don’t trouble Lord Helfried.”

“Okaaay.”

At Karen’s single word, Thor easily loosened the rope.

Toward Helfried, who hung his head dejectedly at Thor being so obedient to his sister, Karen called out with a tense expression.

“More importantly, Lord Helfried! Do you have time now?”

“It’s rare for you to have business with me.”

Helfried raised his face, widened his eyes slightly, and said:

“What is it regarding?”

“Could you please permit the engagement between Mr. Julius and me!?”

Karen!?”

At Karen, who had bowed her head, Julius showed an expression of shock more than Helfried.

I don’t mind.”

B-Brother?”

Julius also widened his eyes at Helfried, who had given permission so readily.

“What are you surprised about? As head of the Ehlertt Earldom, I had hoped for your relationship from the beginning. Karen is an excellent alchemist, after all.”

“We were just talking about that ourselves—the future of both families and all that.”

“Though I must admit I couldn’t focus on the discussion at all.”

Helfried and Thor had apparently been talking about something, as Julius and Karen’s respective relatives.

“Whether Karen marries in or Julius marries out, the House of Ehlertt has no objection.”

“Either way’s fine with me. I’ll go with whatever you want, Sis.”

“That’s hard to decide! But whichever path we choose, a wonderful future awaits, that’s for sure!”

While Helfried, Thor, and Karen proceeded with the discussion smoothly, Julius had been dizzy, but eventually said quietly:

I want to become Karen’s husband.”

Mr. Julius?”

“…I want to become yours, Karen.”

At Julius, who gripped his ring finger’s ring as he spoke, Karen showed a gentle smile and narrowed her eyes.

“Then someday, please become my husband.”

“Why not take him as your husband tomorrow?”

Helfried said lightly with a straight face. Karen struck a pose decisively.

My path in alchemy begins here! If I marry Mr. Julius now, my brain would turn completely mush!”

“Yeah. If Sis gets married, she’ll probably be in no state for alchemy for a while.”

“The ‘brain melting’ thing, is it?”

Thor and Helfried both showed sympathetic smiles.

No matter what they said, this was the one line Karen refused to cross, and she stubbornly folded her arms.

From beside her, Julius leaned in to peer at Karen’s face.

I’d marry you right now if I could, Karen.”

“Ungh…! Sweet temptation…!”

While Karen writhed, Julius added, almost bursting into laughter:

“—I want to reach the place you’re striving for together with you. So I’ll endure for now.”

I’ll endure too…!”

Seeing Karen speak, half-crying, Julius couldn’t hold back and laughed aloud.

Helfried also burst out laughing, and Thor started laughing while holding his stomach.

Having been thoroughly laughed at, Karen sulked, saying she’d go cry to Sara before bed.

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Seven: Meeting the Family 3 (Thor’s POV)

Master Sieg, would you like to talk with me for a bit?”

“…I don’t mind, Thor. Let’s talk in my room.”

When mealtime ended, there was a break period. Tonight, they would be staying at the estate. And Thor had been told to visit Helfried after finishing his evening preparations. In other words, it was an invitation to speak frankly with each other in a disarmed state. Before that, Thor decided to talk with Sieg.

“Well then, Julius. I’m counting on you to look after Sis.”

You can trust me with that.”

“Will you two be okay? Thor, make sure not to be rude to Master Sieg, okay?”

Looking displeased that Karen was only cautioning Thor, Sieg hid his sulky feelings behind a smile and said:

Sister Karen, I’ll be magnanimous no matter what Thor says to me, so it’s fine.”

“Well, if the ever-so-grown-up Master Sieg promises that, then I can relax.”

Karen walked away with Julius, looking relieved. It seemed those two had their own things to sort out, so letting them be alone was what a younger brother should do.

Thor followed Sieg toward his room.

Whether it was trust or lax security at the estate, there were no servants in the room, nor any shadows standing guard. If this was a sign of trust, it wasn’t trust in Thor but trust in his sister Karen.

Thinking about it that way, Thor felt awkward about having provoked Sieg and roughly scratched his head.

“Ah, well…”

As Thor searched for words, Sieg spoke first.

“Sorry.”

“Wait, why are you apologizing, Master Sieg?”

Then, right in front of the startled Thor, a tear slipped from Sieg’s eye.

Thor panicked in alarm.

“Why are you crying!? No wait, it’s my fault, isn’t it!?”

“It’s not your fault. I, on my own…!”

Sieg seemed to be trying to hold back tears, and for that reason was biting his lip hard enough to nearly bite through it.

Instinctively, Thor checked the potions he carried. He should have brought a large healing potion.

“As Sister Karen’s younger brother, I wanted to beat youI thought such a thing. Even though you’re an honored guest, I took a terrible attitude, I’m sorry.”

“No, no, no, no.”

While preparing to take it out in case of injury, Thor broke into a cold sweat.

“Honestly, I knew you guys were being kind to Sis. But part of me still thought you were nobles looking down on us commoners… so I ended up provoking you.”

Assuming the other side saw them as “mere commoners,” Thor had in turn dismissed them as “just nobles.”

“Part of me wanted to put you in your place because you’re a noble… But the only reason that taunt worked was that you genuinely care about Sis.”

Nobles sometimes tried to take in commoners. If that commoner had useful power, nobles skillfully executed this. And Karen had that useful power and the personality to give it away without limit to those she considered family.

There had undoubtedly been those who saw through that side of Karen and tried to worm their way close to her. But although he knew genuine feelings suited to the bond they were forming were certainly there, he couldn’t help but needle him anyway.

Master Sieg, I’m the one who should apologize.”

At Thor’s bowed head, Sieg nodded with red eyes.

In the awkward silence that fell, Sieg eventually spoke.

“…Why do you address me like that?”

“Huh?”

You call Uncle Julius just ‘Julius,’ yet you insist on calling me Master Sieg. Why?”

Thor scratched his cheek at Sieg’s bloodshot-eyed question.

“No matter what I say to Julius, his feelings for Sis won’t change, so it’s fine. Rather, if they’d change over something like this, I’d like him to exit stage immediately.”

My feelings for Sister Karen won’t change, no matter what you call me, either.”

“Then I’ll call you Sieg.”

When Thor said this, also dropping the polite language, Sieg nodded while looking sulky.

“Well, that’s fine. You are Sister Karen’s younger brother after all.”

“But hey, Sis calls youMaster Sieg,’ right? Why just me?”

I thought it would be too much to get ahead of Uncle Julius.”

“Huh?”

Recalling the interactions between Karen and Julius, Thor tilted his head.

“But if Sis plans to enter this noble house, won’t that way of addressing you stick forever? That’s why I’ve been putting on a polite front.”

“Who knows? It depends on what Sister Karen wants. Whatever path she chooses, I intend to support her.”

Even though the Ehlertt family surely had its own objectives, Sieg spoke calmly.

Seeing Sieg, Thor realized that the boy before him was truly Karen’s ally.

“…You’re a good younger brother.”

Sieg looked up as if startled, stared at Thor, then looked away bashfully.

You’re a pretty good younger brother too. If Sister Karen had a B-rank adventurer as a younger brother, she could hold her head high. Unlike me, you’re strong, so you can protect her from various dangers.”

“But doesn’t Sis seem like the type who’ll make enemies even a B-rank adventurer can’t handle?”

“Ah…”

Sieg made a complicated face, and Thor gave a wry smile, realizing this brother also understood Karen well.

“That’s why I’m aiming to become an A-rank adventurer. Well, not just for Sis’s sake—I want it myself too. Anyway, while I’m gone, I’m counting on you to look after her, Sieg.”

I can’t fight, though?”

“There are enemies that can only be dealt with by the authority of the next head of an earl’s house, right? The kind that a B-rank adventurer couldn’t handle if they attacked indirectly.”

Sieg narrowed his intelligent blue eyes and nodded with a serious expression.

“…That’s certainly true.”

“Let’s divide the roles.”

Thor grinned with dilated pupils.

“There are guys like Lyos in this world. I’m keeping quiet because Sis isn’t saying anything, but to protect her from guys like that, one younger brother isn’t enough.”

It was a fact that became clear as soon as he left the dungeon and talked with old acquaintances and friends in the royal capital of Earthfill.

Karen was probably trying to hide it to prevent Thor from retaliating. Remembering how things were in the dungeon, the relationship didn’t seem that bad, so Thor chose to stay silent, but if he got the chance, he intended to repay the favor.

Sieg narrowed his blue eyes and said with a cheerful smile:

“Crush Lyos? Our family hasn’t made a move so far, but if we wanted to, we could even kick him out of the Royal Knights.”

“Nah. Sis doesn’t like relying on people, but for some reason she thinks it’s fine to trouble Lyos as much as she wants. If possible, push him up to a position where she can work him like a mule. It’s annoying, though.”

“…Uncle Julius would probably hate that if he knew.”

Sieg, who was like a younger brother to Karen yet Julius’s nephew, looked conflicted.

Thor declared as purely Karen’s younger brother:

“It’s just right to make him think she might be snatched away from him if he neglects her even a little. That way, Julius will treasure Sis like a jewel, right? Actually, she is in high demand. Her junior disciple, whom she got recently, apparently likes her too.”

“Eh, what, I didn’t know that!? Uncle Julius probably doesn’t know either!?”

“Everyone who was at the alchemy workshop that time has tight lips, huh.”

The fact that the information hadn’t reached the Ehlertt family’s intelligence network likely meant exactly that. Thor, who intended to leave this place eventually, felt relieved at that fact.

I’m putting Sis first no matter what, but what are you going to do, Sieg?”

“Hmm.”

Sieg’s hesitation lasted only a moment.

“Rather than everything in this world going Uncle Julius’s way, I feel like Uncle Julius would be happier if things went Sister Karen’s way, so I’ll put her first as well.”

Julius does seem like he has some wishy-washy parts.”

“Despite how he looks, he’s surprisingly delicate.”

Thor raised his fist. Seeing it, Sieg widened his eyes in surprise. Thor, a commoner who usually conformed to noble customs, decided for once to do things his own way—or, tracing it back, Karen’s way.

According to Karen, it was called a high-five. Karen was a palm person, but Thor was a fist person.

Thor took Sieg’s right hand without permission and lifted it, then made him grip it into a fist. Bumping his own fist against it, Thor grinned.

“Looking forward to working with you, Sieg.”

“Y-Yes, looking forward to it, Thor! …Big Brother.”

Thor ruffled the head of Sieg, who had added that in a very small voice. The moment Sieg shouted "Stop it! Thor!" with a red face, the maids came tumbling into the room.

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Six: Meeting the Family 2 (Thor’s POV)

You became B-rank a year ago—is that correct?”

“How did you know? My information should be confidential.”

“That’s exactly why. The time when your information trail went cold makes it easy to tell when you were promoted.”

“Ah, I see.”

The dinner party proceeded peacefully.

Karen had a tense expression, but that was concern about whether Thor might commit some blunder toward the Ehlertt family. It did not look like she feared becoming part of the household.

To reassure Karen, Thor demonstrated proper etiquette and manners while eating, even if his speech remained casual. However, that only unsettled Karen further, and for some reason, Sieg Ehlertt—the heir of the Ehlertt Earldom—glared at him.

Thor grinned at Sieg and then looked at Karen.

Sis, isn’t this super good?”

“Do you want my portion as well?”

When Thor said something was delicious, Karen would very naturally try to share her portion with him. It had always been like this. Long ago, when their father was absent, she would take Thor’s hand with her small one, and when they shared meals in the corner of the neighborhood tavern, she would try to let Thor eat as much as he wanted of whatever he wanted.

Not just food—everything. If someone close to her said they wanted something, she tended to give it away. Thor had long predicted that someday someone would appear who would take advantage of this aspect of Karen and try to take things from her.

“Yeah, give me some.”

Thor begged with a smile. He deliberately asked for a dish made with aromatic vegetables Karen did not particularly like, showing off his privilege as her younger brother to Sieg.

“Say ahh.”

Karen seemed unaware that this was considered a breach of manners. Though she was supposedly learning etiquette at the Ehlertt family’s estate, the teaching seemed quite lenient.

Thor had learned etiquette when he was a C-rank adventurer. From C-rank onward, noble clients increased. He didn’t prefer taking requests from nobles, but there were requests from the guild that had to be accepted. For that reason, Thor and his party were forced to learn etiquette.

He learned it, thinking he’d be killed by nobles if he made a mistake. Some even told him to his face that they would kill him if he messed up. Not all nobles were like that.

But in fact, Thor’s party at the time—Crimson Thunder party, including Thor himself—had encountered situations where they would indeed have been killed as promised if they’d messed up. By the hands of nobles who saw not the slightest value in the lives of low-rank commoners.

—Even the comrades who once said they would prove those nobles wrong when they rose in rank ended up claiming that low-rank people looked like trash once their own rank increased, becoming sympathizers with the nobles.

It seemed that rather than rank itself, climbing the steps and gaining greater magical power caused people to become like that. But whether fortunately or unfortunately, Thor felt something was off about that way of thinking. Somehow, he felt he was this way thanks to Karen, so it was probably a fortunate thing.

The current Karen seemed free from the tension Thor had once been forced to endure. Neither Helfried nor Alise had applied that kind of pressure to Karen. They had protected her.

Even now, they were just watching Karen and Thor’s interaction with warm smiles. Though the mother had noticed her son’s state and was smiling wryly.

“Heh.”

In the corner of his vision, Thor could see Sieg trembling with his girlishly cute face bright red, and finding it amusing, Thor laughed with the mouth he’d been about to open.

The only miscalculation was that the gaze from Julius, sitting on Thor’s other side, was also painful. That gaze was not condemning a breach of manners either—it was blatant jealousy.

In any case, it was just amusing, and Thor opened his mouth wide as if to show off his relationship with Karen.

But the next moment, a maid inserted herself between Karen and Thor and plopped food onto Thor’s plate with a thud.

It was exactly the dish he’d been about to receive from Karen.

“If you need seconds, there’s still plenty more, Mister Thor.”

The silver-haired maid smiled cheerfully, but her eyes weren’t smiling.

Since she was the maid who frequently delivered letters and packages from the Ehlertt family to the alchemy workshop, Thor at least knew her name.

Sara, let’s talk later.”

“Yes, Lady Karen. Later, then.”

“Actually, would late at night be okay?”

“Any time is fine. I’ll be waiting.”

She was not merely a maid—she was Sara, Karen’s friend. And she was also the loyal maid of the future earl.

She seemed to have seen through Thor’s prank on Sieg and come to stop it.

When Thor, having been neatly thwarted, looked toward Sieg, Sieg wore a thoroughly satisfied evil smile. It was truly the smile of an evil noble in the making.

“Good thing you got plenty, Thor.”

Karen peacefully resumed her meal, and Thor crunched through the mountain of vegetables piled on his plate.

Thor had fully expected that during the meal, only he would be made to answer questions. That it would be the so-called “commoner appraisal” that he not-so-rarely experienced when invited by nobles.

If you assumed you had simply been invited as a guest, you would be caught off guard. If you failed to realize you were being treated like livestock in human form whose pedigree was being evaluated at an appraisal meeting, you would surely respond the wrong way.

However, even without Thor asking, Helfried and Alise spoke about various things. About the Ehlertt family, about their territory, about troubles there from the present to the past. They spoke of things that shouldn’t be told to outsiders, much less to commoners.

What impressed Thor was that Karen showed no surprise at their stories and seemed to already know about them. What interested him most was the story of how the alchemist they’d hired for their son became their great benefactor.

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Five: Meeting the Family

Thor, the Ehlertt family is nobles, but they’re all good people, so you don’t need to be too nervous. But still, they are nobles, so I’d be happy if you could treat them a bit more politely than usual.”

I know. Leave it to me, Sis. As a B-rank adventurer, I deal with nobles pretty often, you know?”

“I see.”

Thinking back on the Thor she’d seen from their reunion until today, his words were dubious, but surely the people of the Ehlertt Earldom would forgive a little rudeness.

Karen let out a breath and adjusted Thor’s cravat one more time.

As she did, the sound of a carriage approached.

“Looks like our ride is here.”

“…Right.”

Karen nodded with a tense expression.

Tonight, Karen and Thor had been invited to a dinner party at the Ehlertt family.

If it had been just Karen, she wouldn’t have been this nervous. But tonight, even Thor was invited. The implication behind that made Karen feel tremendous pressure.

“It’ll be fine. Since it’s a favor from you, Sis, I’ll handle it well.”

Thor, clad in formal attire, flashed the same cheerful grin he always had. The wild orange hair he usually let run free had been carefully slicked back today, leaving his forehead exposed.

His outfit was noble formal wear, tailored from scratch for tonight. He looked quite good in it, though that might be Karen’s favoritism as his older sister.

Karen’s dress was also tailored the same way as Thor’s. Though there were still some dresses Alise had given her that she hadn’t worn yet, it felt wrong to wear those tonight, so Karen had prepared her own dress.

When Karen gripped the invitation tightly, the bell rang.

“Let’s go, Sis.”

Thor held out his arm. At least he seemed to know the conduct of escorting. Feeling just a little relieved, Karen was supported by Thor’s arm and, seeing off by Harald, left the house.

Karen, Thor, I’ve come to pick you up.”

Julius, who had descended from the carriage, was also dressed up in noble formal wear.

“How’s this dress? I chose it myself—is it strange?”

At Karen’s desperate question, Julius’s eyes narrowed.

You’re very beautiful today too, Karen.”

“Hmm. You’d think that no matter what I wore, wouldn’t you, Mr. Julius?”

“Ah, perhaps so. After all, you yourself are the most beautiful.”

You’re no help either, Mr. Julius!”

“Alright, alright, quit flirting with me stuck in the middle.”

Thor pushed Julius aside and helped Karen into the carriage.

Thor climbed in after her and took the seat beside Karen, while Julius sat opposite her.

The carriage proceeded straight toward the Ehlertt family’s residence.

Earl Ehlertt, Countess, thank you very much for inviting me today. My name is Thor, a B-rank adventurer and the younger brother of Karen, a B-rank alchemist. I am honored to make your acquaintance.”

Karen looked up at Thor with a face like a pigeon hit by a peashooter.

Seeing Karen like that, Helfried, who had come out to greet them, smiled wryly.

I am Helfried. I’ve heard about you. You can behave as you normally do, Thor.”

“This is simply my way of showing respect to the members of the Ehlertt family who have treated my sister so kindly. Please do not concern yourselves—I am not forcing myself.”

Your sister seems to be the one forcing herself, Mr. Thor. Hehe.”

At Karen’s blank expression that wouldn’t return to normal, Alise burst out laughing as if she couldn’t hold it in.

Thor looked down at Karen and returned his speech to normal, saying, "Come on, Sis.”

I can do at least this much, you know? You totally didn’t believe me, did you?”

“W-Well…”

You’re the one who kept reminding me over and over not to be rude to nobles. So I’m being courteous, but what are you getting surprised for, Sis?”

Sister Karen looks troubled, so you can just act normally. Father and Mother said that’s perfectly fine.”

“Sister?”

When Thor looked down at him with a puzzled expression, Sieg—who had come out with Helfried and Alise—looked back up at him with a deep frown.

Looking down at Sieg, Thor put on an amiable smile.

“However, it appears that the future head of the house finds my manner displeasing. I would gladly adjust my behavior so as not to trouble you.”

“Not really. I don’t care about your attitude at all.”

Sieg turned his face away with a huff.

Alise frowned at his behavior.

I’m sorry, Mr. Thor. I am Alise. My son has been rude to you. I’ll have him correct it. Sieg, didn’t I tell you to treat Mr. Thor as someone older than you?”

“Please don’t worry, Countess. Though I am a B-rank adventurer, I am a commoner.”

Karen felt a chill as she noticed the sarcasm that had seeped into Thor’s words. Even nobles were expected to show respect to a B-rank adventurer. Yet there were surely nobles who would still look down on someone simply for being born a commoner—and that, too, was unavoidable.

However, Alise smiled gently without any sign of noticing the poison Thor had mixed into his words.

“Neither being a commoner nor being a B-rank adventurer matters. You are the younger brother of Ms. Karen, who is precious to us. So please allow us to show you our heartfelt respect.”

At Alise’s words, Thor’s eyes widened slightly.

Sieg, isn’t Ms. Karen important to you too?”

Sister Karen is important, but…”

Sieg, unusually sulking like a child his age, suddenly glared at Thor.

“As Sister Karen’s younger brother, I won’t lose even if we’re not related by blood!”

After declaring this loudly, Sieg turned around and walked away briskly.

Thor watched his retreating figure with a blank expression.

Thor, I apologize for my son. He seems to be burning with rivalry toward you. I’ll scold him well later, so please forgive him for now.”

“No, it’s fine. You don’t need to scold him. If he was looking down on me for being a commoner, that would be one thing, but he doesn’t seem like that kind of guy.”

“Looking down on someone for their status is absolutely unthinkable. Our great benefactor, Karen, is also a commoner.”

“…I see.”

At Helfried’s firm declaration, Thor blinked.

Sieg really adores Karen, Thor.”

“…Seems like it.”

Responding to Julius’s words in a murmur, Thor looked at Karen, who had been watching the direction Sieg had disappeared with an affectionate expression.

You really are amazing, Sis.”

“Hm? Did you say something?”

“Nothing.”

Thor turned back to Helfried and Alise and bowed.

“Then I’ll take you up on your kindness and behave as I normally would.”

At Thor’s words, Helfried narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, and Alise smiled warmly.

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Four: Panacea Request 2

“Now that you’re feeling better, soup alone isn’t much—want some bread too? There’s salad as well!”

“Ah… I don’t feel like I can eat solid food yet, so don’t trouble yourself.”

“If there’s no extra charge, I’ll have it.”

Urte wiped her tears roughly, and her stomach rumbled loudly.

“Crying made me so hungry!”

“Everything except the panacea is just regular food, so eat freely.”

Since Karen hadn’t appraised them, there might be dishes that had become potions, but it was trivial to Karen, so she clapped her hands without mentioning it.

I’ll join in as well. Harald!”

At Karen’s signal, Harald brought in the dishes he had prepared in the kitchen.

“This bread is from my friend’s bakery. It’s really delicious!”

“So it really is just a regular meal… Won’t eating it together cancel out the panacea’s effects?”

I wonder?”

“’I wonder,’ you say…”

“Originally, I made it because I liked the taste, and it just happened to become a panacea, and aside from the portions I’m giving you, I just made it as dinner, so it’s fine even if the effects disappear.”

Karen sat across from Urte and took a deep breath of the aroma from the soup curry Harald had brought.

“Ahh, I’m getting hungry. Once you smell this, you definitely want to eat it.”

Noticing Urte’s astonishment at Karen’s attitude, Karen grinned.

“Enjoy your meal, okay? Ms. Urte!”

I’m starting to understand what kind of alchemist you are.”

Just then, Thor peeked into the reception room, carrying a tray with a soup curry set.

I can eat with you too, right?”

“Of course, Thor!”

I’ll intrude too!”

“Just like an elf. Not a shred of remorse.”

Paying no mind to Thor’s bitter words, Yuluyana sat in the seat of honor at the head of the table with a natural expression. Aaron, who ended up sitting next to him, recoiled in shock, but Yuluyana didn’t care at all.

After placing the soup curry set in front of Yuluyana, Harald looked at Karen.

Lady Karen, Mister Ahim is waiting—what should I do?”

“Prepare a portion for him too.”

“What!?”

As Ahim, who had been peeking into the reception room, showed a surprised face, Harald nodded with "Very well" and returned to the kitchen.

“Hey, is it okay for me too? How much is it? Can I pay later?”

“It’s a welcome gift from your senior disciple, Ahim. Don’t worry and just eat.”

“…I’ll gratefully accept your welcome.”

“Cleaning up after my master feels like my job anyway.”

“It’ll become my job too from now on. Let’s do our best together, Karen.”

“Yeah.”

Karen and Ahim nodded at each other earnestly.

The person at the center of the conversation was once again engrossed in reading Karen’s paper, not even noticing his disciples’ melancholy.

Lady Karen, the table seems full, so I’ll stay in the kitchen.”

“Come sit next to me! Come on, Thor, move over!”

“Okay.”

“…Eating among such an illustrious group will probably make me lose my sense of taste.”

Since Thor had been made to move over, there was apparently no escape, and Harald came over with his own tray, looking dejected.

Speaking of which, everyone here except Harald was C-rank or above. Two C-rank adventurers, one B-rank adventurer, two B-rank alchemists, and one S-rank alchemist.

“Even so, you’re my disciple, so you have to eat with us.”

“…Yes.”

Harald sat between Karen and Ahim with a complicated expression mixing tension and joy.

“Now, everyone, put your hands together.”

“Hands?”

“It’s Sis’ mysterious custom. Just go along with it.”

Since it was a group meal for the first time in a while, Karen had involved those around her in the ritual she usually did alone, just like in the old days.

Gratefully accepting Thor’s support, she continued with a smile:

“Itadakimasu.”

“Itadakimasu!”

When Thor said it loudly, Urte and Aaron, who had already started eating, said "Itadakimasu?" in unison as if drawn in.

Since Karen always did it, Harald had long followed her example. Yuluyana misunderstood and said, "Is this a necessary action before eating the panacea?" Seeing that, Ahim also put his hands together, saying, "So this is for the panacea…”

When Karen began eating and dipped pieces of bread—naan she had asked Fiene’s bakery to make long ago—into the soup curry, cries of "Eek!" rose from all the alchemists except Harald.

“T-To so casually destroy the panacea…”

“H-How terrifying…”

Yuluyana and Ahim turned pale, but Karen munched away with a calm face.

“This bread—I call it naan—is delicious when you dip it in curry and eat it. I recommend it.”

“If so, I’ll follow your suit, Lady Karen.”

Ahim, in the opposite seat of honor, frowned as he watched Harald tear bread and dip it in the soup curry, following Karen’s example.

Karen, this guy’s an E-rank alchemist, right? And I heard his magical power is E-rank too. Sure, becoming an E-rank alchemist with that magical power is impressive, but you’re still letting him eat a panacea?”

Harald is my disciple. Besides, he’s an E-rank alchemist, but he can make potions that neither you nor Master can make, Ahim.”

Karen placed her hand on Harald’s shoulder, whose expression had become tense at Ahim’s contempt, and said:

“If anyone comes closest to making a panacea after me, it’s probably Harald.”

“—What exactly is this panacea you make?”

At Ahim’s question, Karen nodded thoughtfully.

“When I make a potion with multiple overlapping effects, it feels like the goddess upgrades it into a panacea.”

“Upgrade… a potion. Certainly, when making medium healing potions or large healing potions, there is that kind of feeling.”

It had long been known that when multiple non-magical materials were used in a potion, the potion’s name would change. If there were about two or three types of materials, when appraised, it would have a name reflecting those materials. However, once the number exceeded four ingredients, the name became vague about the materials. If the effects were similar, even potions made from different ingredients would be grouped under the same vague name.

By using rarer ingredients, it became possible to produce potions with two or more effects. Karen suspected that when the number of effects increased further, they would eventually merge somewhere along the way and become a panacea.

“You have to understand the properties of the ingredients you use and have the goddess acknowledge that the multiple effects overlap naturally. Just throwing ingredients you understand into a pot won’t work. …And there’s one more important factor for making a panacea, but the goddess has restricted it so I can’t tell anyone.”

When making panaceas, Karen always put in medicinal herbs. Herbs could transform into things other than potions—they compensated for something still missing when Karen’s curry was elevated into a panacea. If she understood completely what was lacking, she would eventually be able to make a perfect panacea.

Because she couldn’t teach Harald this important part about medicinal herbs transforming, Harald had no choice but to realize it on his own.

“Well, read the details in my B-rank promotion paper.”

Although no one could reproduce it, the fact that she couldn’t write everything was due to the goddess’s restrictions, so, apparently, this was fine. It was the privilege of a high-ranking alchemist.

However, she was able to write it in Japanese, which no one else could read. Even with the goddess’s restrictions, writing in ciphers that no one else could read was apparently allowed, which was why high-ranking alchemists recorded their research in coded form.

The Japanese parts looked like obvious code to other people, so she could only hope someone might decipher them someday. It was questionable who could ever decipher text written in a language and script that didn’t exist in this world, but Karen lacked the ability to turn it into elegant poetry or create her own code within the goddess’s limits.

I’ll decipher it someday, Ms. Karen.”

“Please stop trying to decode it while eating.”

Karen said sharply.

“Since it’s such delicious food, please eat it properly and enjoy it!”

“Indeed—it is a precious panacea, after all.”

Yuluyana suddenly stopped reading Karen’s paper, and Ahim also resumed his meal. After swallowing a spoonful of soup curry, Ahim said:

“This is good.”

“Right?”

“…I could eat this every day.”

“Every day is a bit too extravagant for a panacea.”

While Karen laughed merrily, Ahim devoured the soup curry and finished it completely.

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Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty-Three: Panacea Request

“Then I’ll take this man as my disciple! That way I can eat the panacea, right!?”

This guy…”

Thor’s face showed utter disbelief. Karen also turned a cold stare toward Yuluyana. To Yuluyana, the promise with Ahim truly didn’t matter at all.

He had the resources to take on a disciple. It was just that he didn’t want to accept one because it was a bother, and even that bother was a trivial matter he could take on in exchange for eating Karen’s panacea.

Ahim, he’s saying this, but do you still want to become this person’s disciple?”

“…I want to.”

Ahim answered with an extremely complicated expression.

Karen let out a sigh and turned back to Yuluyana.

“Since Ahim is saying this, I’ll prepare a plate for you too, Master. But this time you absolutely mustn’t break your promise, okay?”

“It’s a promise I made in front of you, Ms. Karen, so I won’t break it.”

Yuluyana answered in an extremely light tone.

Though there was very little sense of trust, it seemed to be true that he held Karen in high regard, so she had no choice but to believe him for now.

Ahim hung his head dejectedly.

“…I couldn’t find Lord Yuluyana, and I thought if I asked you, I might learn something, but to think you were actually Lord Yuluyana’s disciple. I heard the rumor that Lord Yuluyana had finally taken on a disciple, and when I heard that, I thought it was about meI’m disgusted with how pathetic I am.”

Ahim spoke with a dry laugh. His eyes looked desolate, but suddenly light dwelled in them.

“…Hm? So that means you’ll be my senior disciple?”

“Heheh. You can honor me if you want, you know?”

Your B-rank promotion thesis isn’t available for review yet. I can’t judge until I’ve read it. But earlier… did you say something about a panacea?”

Even while being toyed with by the worst master, Ahim had apparently caught the word panacea with sharp ears.

Perhaps it was because, as an alchemist, he was drawn to the very idea of a panacea—Karen found it impressive that he could shift gears and smile even in this situation.

Just as Karen was about to explain, the bell rang again, and Karen closed her mouth.

Harald greeted Urte, who was carrying Aaron on her back.

“Sorry, Ahim, I have to go.”

“Don’t worry about me. I’m the one who barged in suddenly.”

“Wait just a bit, okay?”

Seen off by Ahim, Thor, and Yuluyana, Karen went to welcome Urte.

I came a bit earlier than the promised time, but if there’s a problem, I’ll wait outside. I got a bit eager.”

“It’s totally fine! Come in, come in!”

“…There seem to be more presences than when I came before—do you have guests?”

“It’s just my master and junior disciple, so don’t worry about it.”

When Karen guided Urte to the reception room, Urte made a puzzled face.

“Dinner time? Sorry about that. I’ll leave right after receiving the panacea.”

“This is your portion, Ms. Urte. This one is Mr. Aaron’s portion.”

“Why…?”

Aaron, carried on Urte’s back, weakly interjected.

Two plates had been prepared in the reception room. To anyone who didn’t know, it would only look like soup with chunky chopped vegetables had been prepared.

Neither of them knew at all what kind of potions Karen made.

While patting the sofa chair to encourage them to sit, Karen said:

“It’s because my potions are cooking potions.”

“So this is a potion? Even so, why is there a portion for me too? I don’t have money to pay for my portion too, you know?”

“The money is fine. As my guard, I thought I’d have you taste my potion once. Uncle Sepl has already eaten it—if you don’t know what I can do, you won’t know what you need to protect me from or how, right?”

“…I see. As a guard, you mean.”

Urte herself didn’t need the panacea. So this was purely prepared to let her know what Karen could do.

“Today’s panacea is Japanese-style soup curry with kelp broth!”

“Japanese-style? Today’s panacea?”

“Well, don’t worry about it. Shouldn’t you hurry and let Mr. Aaron eat?”

Urte gasped and lowered Aaron onto the sofa. After gently laying him down and stacking cushions behind his back to slightly raise his body, Urte picked up the soup plate.

“Let him drink just the soup first. When he gets some energy, let him eat the soft vegetables.”

“The soup first.”

Urte scooped up a spoonful of soup and slowly brought it to Aaron’s mouth. When Aaron took the soup into his mouth, he put strength into his trembling body and eventually managed to swallow it.

Opening his eyes wide, Aaron turned his head while trembling to look at Urte.

“Give me more, please!”

“Y-Yeah!”

Urte nodded with tears blurring her voice and brought the soup to Aaron’s mouth.

Karen let out a relieved breath as she could see Aaron’s body relaxing visibly.

Urte continued assisting with the meal while tears streamed down her face.

Aaron looked up at Urte and smiled.

“Don’t cry, Urte.”

“Shut up. I’ve been holding it in all this time. I can at least cry now…!”

“…Sorry, Urte. Thank you for not abandoning me.”

“We’re husband and wife! When we got married, I prayed to the goddess for the right to be with you for life! There’s no way I’d abandon you over something like this…!”

Aaron slowly sat up, his movements still awkward, and embraced Urte.

Urte clung to Aaron’s back with one hand and began crying out loud.

Karen tried to retrieve the soup plate in Urte’s other hand so she wouldn’t drop it, but Urte gripped the plate firmly and wouldn’t let go.

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