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Alchemist Karen No Longer Compromises, Chapter 49

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Chapter Fourty-nine: Rank Promotion Exam

Karen, are you gathering medicinal herbs? We could sell them to you!”

I need to pick them myself for the rank promotion exam.”

“Oh, I see.”

“Good luck!”

“Thanks!”

As Karen picked herbs, she was approached by children who used the dungeon’s first floor as their playground.

The first floor of Earthfill’s Royal Capital’s dungeon was vast grassland. Looking up at the sky, there was a blue expanse with the sun and white clouds drifting by. You could see a forest, but you couldn’t reach it. Mountains were visible in the distance, but to get there you must pass through the dungeon gates. The forest area was the second floor, while the mountain peak was around the tenth floor.

Though geographically you climbed upward, in terms of floors, people used the term "dive." The shallower the floor, the weaker the monsters; the deeper you go, the stronger they become. Although everything appeared connected, one couldn’t move between areas without passing through the gates.

However, monsters didn’t pass through the gates. On the first floor grassland, you only encounter weak monsters. That was why children used it as a park, and Karen gathered medicinal herbs and other plants on this floor.

Believing that she could absorb the dungeon’s abundant magical power, she took a deep breath.

I wonder if I’ll pass the rank promotion exam…”

Karen absentmindedly pondered while picking herbs.

She learned at the commoners’ school that picking herbs yourself improves the magical efficiency when making potions. She’d heard the difference was minimal, and until now, Karen couldn’t tell any difference between potions made with self-picked herbs and others.

That was why busy Karen often bought herbs from children who picked them to earn pocket money. But now, even that tiny difference might determine whether she passes the promotion exam.

After picking the herbs, Karen headed toward the exit gate to leave while they were still fresh.

The dungeon gates were two pitch-black pillars. Passing between them, Karen instantly found herself inside a building. She moved away quickly in case others came out after her. Karen came out near one of those pillars, and near the second one, people lined up to enter the dungeon. While entry was possible from either half of the gates was, to prevent congestion, one half was designated for entry and the other for exit.

Karen walked straight ahead and left the Gate Temple.

Unlike the clear weather inside the dungeon, heavy rain was pouring down on the Royal Capital of Earthfill under leaden gray skies.

“…The herbs will spoil if they get wet.”

Karen held the basket of herbs inside her robe, feeling her feet grow heavy.

If it was obvious the herbs would spoil and cause her to fail the promotion exam, wouldn’t taking it be foolish?

As she stood hesitating to step into the rain even after putting on her hood, a carriage stopped in front of the temple.

Karen, let me give you a ride.”

Master Julius!”

Karen’s eyes widened at Julius’s appearance in the carriage. She couldn’t keep Julius waiting, and she was blocking the exit. Almost pushed along, she got into Julius’s carriage, and they departed.

I heard you’re taking the E-rank promotion exam.”

“Did you come to cheer me on?”

Karen asked while taking out the basket of herbs that had stayed dry inside her robe.

Julius smiled and answered:

I came to tell you not to worry—even if something strange happens in the capital after you fail the promotion exam, I’ll protect you.”

The neighborhood ladies had been saying something was odd about the dungeon.

If that were true, staying at F-rank would be dangerous.

She had already considered that if she sought help from the Ehlertt family, they would likely come to her aid, even before Julius mentioned it.

But that didn’t feel right.

Karen let out a small laugh.

“Thank you for the very sweet temptation, Master Julius. It’s quite alluring to think I could rely on you when my life is at stake—my resolve is wavering.”

“And yet, despite saying that, I don’t feel like you’re falling into my hands at all.”

“Thanks to you, I’m feeling motivated now.”

She had been worried about failing.

It would be embarrassing to learn that her F-rank magical powers were insufficient, that her aspirations were presumptuous.

She’d been holding her head, thinking it might be better to avoid the shame of facing her own incompetence, but with such a sweet compromise waiting after failing the promotion exam, she had no choice but to exhaust all her power until she could say she’d done her best.

It would be more shameful to stand before this man without giving it her all.

You always motivate me, Master Julius.”

I wanted you to compromise and just marry me, but it had the opposite effect.”

Julius’s tone was playful, and it was clear he wasn’t serious.

As Karen laughed, Julius’s eyes softened.

I’m rooting for you, Karen.”

“Thank you, Master Julius.”

After being dropped off at the Alchemists’ Guild, Karen bowed and went inside. She followed the sign for the E-rank promotion exam venue and went deeper inside.

Arriving at the alchemy workshop within the guild, she saw other alchemists preparing to take the promotion exam. Most were in their early teens, but some were in their late thirties, and there was even an elderly man.

As she entered, Natalia, who had been sitting in a chair, stood up and approached her.

Karen, you’ll be using that cauldron.”

“Ah, the old one…”

“The cauldrons are assigned by lottery.”

Cauldrons with higher magic resistance were more efficient for making potions.

The cauldron assigned to Karen was an iron one coated for magic resistance, but to be honest, it wasn’t the best among those in the alchemy workshop. Though it was much better than the regular pot she used at home.

Karen quietly sat down in front of her assigned cauldron and waited.

Eventually, Natalia stepped in front of the examinees and said:

“The E-rank promotion exam will begin when the third bell rings. To pass, you must make fifty minor healing potions by the third bell tomorrow. You can’t leave the room, but you have access to the adjacent washroom and rest area.”

“What about food?!”

“You can bring your own. Everyone brought some, right?”

“What?! We can’t buy any?!”

“People often forget during their first exam.”

The young examinee was panicking. Though this was Karen’s first promotion exam too, thanks to Natalia’s advice, she had prepared thoroughly. The boy was holding his head in dismay. However, the exam was held regularly, so even if he failed this time, he could simply try again. The same went for Karen—if she failed now, she could always take the exam again.

“We’ll refill your alchemy water when you run out, so you can drink that to get by.”

After delivering these merciless words to the lamenting boy, Natalia turned to face all the examinees.

At that moment, the third bell began to ring.

“The E-rank promotion exam will now begin.”

Everyone started making potions at once.

The Translator's Note

I noticed one mistake. I had it that Karen lives in “adventurers' town”, but she actually lives in “adventurers' district.” And most likely in the capital’s adventurers’ district. In my defense, the character for “town” and “district” is the same, T_T.

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Alchemist Karen No Longer Compromises, Chapter 48

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Chapter Fourty-eight: Job Description (Marian’s POV)

Marian formed a magical contract at the Commerce Guild’s meeting room, with guild members present as witnesses. Her hand glowed red as the contract mark appeared.

Looking down at the contract mark, Marian thought this was quite an elaborate process. If commoners made a magical contract on their own, and coercion was suspected, a court could order the contract’s nullification. That’s why it’s standard practice to have witnesses at the Commerce Guild.

But Sara is a member of the Ehlertt Earldom. When nobles make commoners enter magical contracts, they don’t need anyone’s permission. Even if commoners complain about unfair contracts, no one would care—yet she still followed proper procedures.

“As your master, I command you: from now on, never take any action that would not benefit Lady Karen.”

It was a vague command. How strictly one must follow such ambiguous orders depends on the intelligence of the recipient. For idiots, you need to give specific instructions, but for someone like Marian who can understand the nuances, a single vague command can significantly restrict her actions.

“Would you mind telling me what work you’ll be assigning me, Lady Sara?”

Waiting until the guild members left the meeting room, Marian smiled. She had anticipated Natalia would interfere when she tried to sell herself to Karen, but she hadn’t expected the House of Ehlertt to get involved. Still, Marian adjusted her mindset—perhaps having Sara as her master was better than wasting time idly under Karen. After all, there’s no guarantee Karen can keep creating potions. Not every alchemist can produce new types of potions. Rather than working alongside Karen, whose abilities are uncertain, this might be a blessing—getting to work under someone connected to the Ehlertt Earldom.

Ten years from now, Marian will still be in her thirties. Still young enough to work for Gubert Trading Company. The more she could take away from this, the better.

“Though Lady Karen’s potions haven’t seen the light of day yet, they will eventually take the world by storm.”

“If it involves business, that’s my specialty.”

Marian smiled inwardly. If Karen’s power proves genuine, then she would make amends—no matter what it took. Even without being involved in alchemy directly, there were countless ways she could support Karen.

She’s different from those beasts who left her kindhearted brother to die. Marian clenched her jaw behind her fake smile, trying not to notice how that bottomless kindness she remembered in her brother resembled someone else. She’d been irritated since first seeing Karen. Back then, she hated seeing Karen diligently taking care of Lyos, who wasn’t worth keeping alive. When she saw Karen giving Lyos soap that she’d made "by accident" while "playing with mud and fire," Marian thought it was unforgivable.

Unforgivable to give something valuable to someone worthless. Unforgivable to have hidden something of value.

At that moment, Karen reminded her of both her dead brother and the refugees who had hidden the potions they got from him. Before she knew it, Marian had taken the soap recipe back to Gubert. At the time, she felt like she was reclaiming what the refugees had stolen from her brother. But what if what she did was exactly the opposite—

Marian, over the next ten years, you will destroy the Gubert Trading Company that stands in Lady Karen’s way.”

Marian’s smile stiffened at Sara’s stated job description.

“Wait, please. That’s a metaphor, right?”

“It’s no metaphor. I’m saying we plan to crush your family’s company.”

“What…!? My family has nothing to do with this!”

Everything was Marian’s doing. It was her own mistake, and Gubert Trading Company had nothing to do with it. That’s why she sold herself—to keep it that way.

“They have everything to do with it, Marian. Your father and brothers knew from the start that you weren’t the one who created the soap. According to our investigators, this happened years ago, so they had no idea they were being investigated now. They freely admitted that their daughter, their sister, had done well, calling it quite the clever move, knowingly dealing with stolen goods while patting themselves on the back.”

“That can’t be…!”

After returning from Ehlertt’s recovery celebration, Marian had immediately warned her father and brothers about the trouble brewing. So everyone should have been tight-lipped about anything related to the soap since then. This meant the Ehlertt Earldom had eyes on Gubert Trading Company even before that. Marian broke into a cold sweat, wondering how long they had been under surveillance.

I became an indentured worker—wasn’t that supposed to make you forgive us!?”

“We’ll forgive the creation and sale of the soap. However, that does not mean we cannot destroy something simply because its existence is unforgivable.”

K-Karen wouldn’t want this! That softie would never—urk!”

Her heart made a strange thump and hurt intensely. Unable to continue speaking, Marian doubled over, clutching her chest while breaking into a cold sweat.

Looking down at Marian, Sara spoke matter-of-factly:

“When you start to violate a life-bound contract, your heart hurts terribly… it’s very, very painful, isn’t it? I understand because I once had the same magical contract. If you endure this pain as it gets worse and still try to break the contract, your lungs will collapse and you won’t be able to breathe… Feel free to try if you’re brave enough. Though it’s very, very painful.”

“Ugh…”

Still bent double, Marian clutched her chest as tears dripped down. The pain was already unbearable—she couldn’t even imagine enduring worse pain. She didn’t want to imagine it.

I’m glad you’re intelligent, Marian. Glad you can understand that telling Lady Karen about this wouldn’t be in her best interest. Someone like you should grasp it, right? That the continued existence of a company that stole from Lady Karen and brazenly carries on without remorse cannot be good for her.”

“We won’t… get in her way…!”

“Won’t the Gubert Trading Company eventually come to see Lady Karen as an obstacle? After all, it’s a company that grew by devouring its competitors.”

“Ugh…!”

Her father and brothers all loved Johan. That’s why after Johan’s death, the people of Gubert abandoned mercy. They pursued strength alone, even if it meant cutting down and trampling the weak.

All for the adventurers. To become the finest trading company for warriors.

And so Marian realized—there was a real possibility that things would unfold exactly as Sara had said.

I was deeply moved by your company’s philosophy of serving knights and adventurers who risk their lives. We’ll make sure those who fight to protect our nation don’t suffer any disadvantages when the Gubert Trading Company falls. So feel free to destroy it with peace of mind.”

Looking down at the pale Marian, Sara narrowed her purple eyes and smiled.

You wanted to work for Lady Karen’s benefit to avoid facing your own sins, didn’t you? Then go ahead—give it your all.”

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Alchemist Karen No Longer Compromises, Chapter 47

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Chapter Fourty-seven: Postponement Decision

“Finally, a proposal worth listening to, it seems.”

“What are you going to do, Karen?”

When Sara and Natalia asked her, Karen let out a sigh.

I don’t want it.”

“What do you mean, you don’t want it?”

Marian raised an eyebrow.

Looking at her, Karen said:

I don’t want you, Marian.”

“What!? Do you have any idea how much resolve it took for me to sign this contract?!”

“Well, that’s not really my problem…”

Becoming an indentured worker means dedicating oneself completely. It could be considered the ultimate way to show remorse.

Lady Karen, what other form of atonement did you have in mind for Marian?”

At Sara’s question, Karen scratched her cheek and said:

I just wanted an apology, that’s all.”

“…I’m sorry. Happy now?”

“Yes, I’m satisfied.”

It was an apology from Marian, who would normally rather die than apologize to Karen. Even if it was said somewhat sulkily, Karen nodded in acceptance.

“With this, I’ll call it even. That’s all.”

Lady Karen, that’s far too lenient.”

“That’s right, Karen. Those who commit crimes must be punished. Even if you don’t mind, having your honor stolen and being insulted without consequence affects our reputation. The Ehlertt family’s reputation, who supports you, is at stake too.”

“It’s not that I don’t care…”

Sara and Natalia were glaring angrily. Feeling there might be some misunderstanding, Karen tilted her head, searching for the right words.

“If Marian becomes an indentured worker, what would she do? Would she be involved in my work? I don’t want that. I don’t trust Marian, and I don’t want her anywhere near my alchemy.”

Marian had stolen her recipe once. Even if she forgave the past theft because of the apology, there was no way she could trust her going forward.

“…I won’t steal any more recipes. If you’re worried about that, you can put it in the contract. You can order me not to.”

“This isn’t about how to make you trustworthy. It’s about the fact that I don’t trust you in the first place.”

Marian bit her lip hard. She had stolen Karen’s soap recipe when they were young. Since it happened when they were children, Karen didn’t want to keep holding it against her. And while it was frustrating that Marian still used that recipe to make soap, she had no intention of telling her to stop her volunteer work of selling soap to adventurers at near-cost prices.

So when she heard Marian was under pressure, she wanted to help. She tried to draw out excuses, looking for points of sympathy. But if it meant involving Marian in Karen’s future, that was a different story.

I think keeping you away from me would actually be more of a punishment for you, Marian.”

“…What’s that supposed to mean?”

“You see, Marian, my family didn’t have money. That’s why I still use household pots for alchemy, and until recently, I didn’t have an appraisal mirror, even a common one. My special potions… could have been identified even with a common mirror.”

The descriptions were inconsistent and vague. But with a common appraisal mirror, it would have been possible to realize that her cooking and handmade soap were actually potions.

“If I had money, I could have discovered my talent sooner. If I could have released that soap recipe as my own. If I could have used those earnings to get proper alchemy equipment. I would have realized much sooner that I could make potions that affect Bloodline Blessings.”

“That’s…”

“If there were people with Bloodline Blessings who died while I was unaware of my talent… couldn’t that be considered your fault, Marian?”

“Ah—”

Karen tried not to think about the lives lost before she began to realize her talent. She hadn’t been lazy. Karen had definitely worked hard. Even though she couldn’t realize it then, there was nothing to be done about it, and since she managed to save Sieg after discovering it, she should be satisfied with that.

But when she thinks about how she could have realized it earlier, what comes to mind is the soap and Marian.

Marian turned pale at Karen’s words.

Though it was a hypothetical situation, she wanted Marian, who had talked about her adventurer brother, to really think about it.

“Stealing something valuable from a talented person out of self-interest, and holding them back…”

“Just like those who left your brother to die.”

“Our family… we only take from those who hide valuable things despite having no talent… I didn’t… I never meant to…!”

Marian held her head in her hands at Natalia and Sara’s words. Turning away from Marian’s vacant expression, Karen looked at Sara and Natalia.

I think I’m going to create many new potions from now on. Honestly, I’m confident. Because I’ve realized my own power. But I have no intention of involving Marian in any of it. I want you to watch my success from afar, Marian, biting your fingers as you realize exactly what you interfered with.”

If becoming an indentured worker was the ultimate form of atonement, Karen was saying she had no intention of giving Marian that opportunity. Because she thought that would be the most painful punishment for Marian. While this might be difficult to understand for the two who seemed to think Marian should actively make amends, Karen wouldn’t budge on this point.

Eventually, Natalia was the first to nod.

“I see. That certainly would be a more effective punishment for Marian, and it’s uniquely Karen-like.”

I understand your feelings, Lady Karen, but the problem is that it appears to others as if you’ve forgiven her crime without consequence.”

“Is that bad?”

“Not only might you be seen as someone easy to take advantage of, but the family, who introduced you as one of their own, might be seen as lacking the power to retaliate and be looked down upon.”

“It’s one thing if it only involves me, but I don’t want to cause trouble for the Ehlertt family.”

“In that case, would you allow me to take on Marian’s indenture in your place?”

You, Ms. Sara?”

“Just Sara—Marian, would that be acceptable?”

When Sara asked coldly, Marian slowly raised her head.

“…If I sell my indenture to you instead of Karen, will the Gubert Company be forgiven?”

“If Lady Karen agrees, we will forgive the crime of stealing the soap recipe and its unauthorized use until now, and permit its continued sale.”

I don’t mind.”

Karen was angry at Lyos, and Marian made her blood boil. She even felt like grabbing the Gubert Company by the collar and shaking them. But she had a list of things she wanted to do more than revenge, and she had just started enjoying alchemy. She didn’t want Marian, an element of uncertainty, anywhere near her. She wouldn’t compromise on this point at all.

“Then I’ll sell myself to you, Sara. It would be the same if I sold myself to Karen and she transferred my indenture to you anyway.”

“Address me with respect, Marian. I am to be your master.”

Saying this, Sara wrote the duration on the contract and signed it.

It said ten years.

“That’s quite a harsh number!?”

I kept it modest, thinking it might trouble you if it were longer, Lady Karen.”

It was the kind of duration given to minor criminals.

Karen glanced at Marian with slight concern, but Marian didn’t seem fazed by the number.

“Well then, I’ll convert this contract into a life-binding magical contract and manage it responsibly. Come along, Marian.”

You’re leaving?”

“Yes. Though I’m reluctant, I have work to do now.”

“It’s not much of a party anymore anyway, why don’t we postpone it?”

Natalia said, tightly corking the opened wine.

Ms. Sara, this was meant to be both a celebration for completing the request and a consolation party for Karen failing her promotion exam. Let’s properly celebrate when Karen passes her promotion and becomes an E-rank. That’s when we should all celebrate together, including you, Ms. Sara.”

Sara’s face lit up with joy.

Natalia winked at Karen.

Karen, you’ll pass next time, right?”

“…I’ll do my best!”

“Seems like a tough road ahead.”

Marian’s sharp comment earned glares from everyone as she left Karen’s home.

“If only she had apologized from the start…”

If Marian had just apologized when Karen first confronted her after realizing she had stolen the soap recipe, Karen would have likely forgiven her readily. She might have even offered ideas about how to make the soap solid.

That woman really has quite the personality.”

I’ll make sure to properly educate her, so please don’t worry.”

After Natalia spoke, Sara bowed politely to Karen and followed after Marian.

Natalia sat down heavily in a chair.

“Well, let’s just make this a normal dinner then.”

“The food won’t be much different anyway.”

“We’ll save the toast for when Ms. Sara can join us.”

Having said that, Natalia stayed for dinner as usual, making herself at home at Karen’s place.

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Chapters 46-48 must be read together, so I translated those too. Or rather, chapters 45-48 should be read together, but I didn’t have the energy to translate everything by the last release :D. Anyway, enjoy the read.

Chapter Fourty-six: A Tale of a Kind Adventurer

My eldest brother Johan was a C-rank adventurer.”

It’s said that just gaining experience will only get you as far as a D-rank. To rise to C-rank or above requires talent. That’s why Marian’s brother Johan must have been a very talented adventurer.

Johan became a C-rank adventurer at a young age, and everyone looked up to him. Yet he was kind and treated everyone equally, sometimes too nice for his own good… Even without a formal request, if he heard about a dungeon collapse somewhere, he’d go out of his way to help with rescue operations. Father and my other brothers would help him too, though they found it exasperating. He’d even share our company’s supplies to feed those F-rank and below who had nowhere else to go.”

I could tell Marian was choosing her words carefully. Still, her hatred for those ranked F and lower seeped through.

“One time, my brother fought a monster that had escaped from a dungeon—a C-rank Cyclops. Though he was C-rank himself, it was the kind of monster you’re supposed to fight as a party. He managed to defeat it but was badly wounded. When we received the letter about it, Father and my brothers were away, and I was the only one who could go. I was ten years old at the time.”

Marian was two years older than Karen. Karen had likely met Marian right after that incident.

With her red eyes wide open, Marian trembled as she recalled the past.

“So I went. When I arrived, my brother was barely breathing. He had been treated, but his wounds had worsened. They hadn’t used any healing potions. We had sent plenty from our house, but they claimed they had run out. Then he died shortly after. He’d held on for so long, but his wounds had gotten worse… It was terrible.”

Shaking with anger, Marian whispered, "But you know what?”

“She had it. The woman who was taking care of my brother. She had one of the healing potions I had arranged to send him! She was acting suspiciously, trying to hide her belongings from me. I knew something was off, so I had our servant restrain her and search her belongings. And sure enough, it was there!”

Marian slammed her fist on the table. The table shook, but no one reprimanded her.

“She said my brother had given it to her. She said he’d distributed them. She didn’t use it on my brother who was suffering because she wanted to save it in case her refugee husband came back injured! When we investigated, we found many others like her.”

Marian glared at Karen.

“Those worthless F-ranks and below, who couldn’t even fight, who only dragged others down—they hoarded the potions, refusing to use them on my brother who fought to protect them, saying they might never get healing potions again!”

“So that’s why you hate F-ranks. Is that why you stole my soap?”

“…No, that’s not it. Back then, I didn’t know if you had any talent or not. I just couldn’t wait. I couldn’t spare the time to get your permission. I thought this might have saved my brother.”

Karen found this reason quite sympathetic. Seeing soap that might have saved her beloved brother, Marian couldn’t help but steal the recipe. She wanted to use this recipe to prevent other adventurers from dying like her brother. That motivation itself was admirable, Karen thought. She could even understand Marian’s contempt and hatred for F-rank Karen.

To be honest, Karen no longer felt angry about having her soap and Lyos taken away. Neither was necessary for her life anymore. Now that she understood the reason, she felt more pity than anything else. After all, when Marian stole the soap, she was just a child around elementary school age. Karen had always thought she would forgive her if she just apologized.

But Natalia and Sara still seemed unconvinced. Even so, Marian continued honestly.

“So when I saw you staying F-rank even after becoming an alchemist, I felt relieved. I thought I hadn’t been wrong. F-ranks only think about themselves, so even if I told them we needed to distribute this quickly for the adventurers’ sake, they’d just cling to their own profits and refuse to listen.”

Marian, are you really saying that? Are you even trying to be convincing?”

More than convincing Karen, she needed to win over Natalia and Sara. Karen glanced at the two of them standing behind Marian, in a way only Marian could see. Marian sighed wearily.

“There’s no point in telling comfortable lies. You really are sickeningly soft-hearted, Karen.”

“Hey, Marian. Maybe you should watch your words a little?”

This was hostile territory for Marian. She scoffed at Karen’s warning.

“Then what? If I had a sympathetic past, you forgive me? If I apologized in tears, you’d overlook the fact that I stole enormous profits and fame from you!? Don’t be stupid! Even if you forgave me, those two never would!”

“At least we agree on the ‘don’t be stupid’ part.”

“With all due respect.”

With Natalia and Sara nodding in the background, Karen looked at Marian with a troubled expression.

“So, what do you plan to do, Marian?”

I thought I might be able to deceive you with pretty words since you’re so naive, and I was half-seriously considering it… but originally, I intended to give you this.”

Having said that, Marian thrust a single piece of paper at Karen. Karen’s eyes widened at what was written on it.

“If you forgive me for selling the soap without permission, I, Marian Gubert, will sell myself as indentured worker to you as compensation.”

“Indentured worker… that’s…!”

Karen frowned. As far as she knew, that status was practically slavery. It was for people in debt or criminals.

In this world, places free from monsters were precious, so there were no prison-like facilities for rehabilitating criminals. While monasteries served a similar function, they were facilities for minor criminals of high status. Of course, conditions could be attached when selling oneself indentured worker—but the contract Marian presented had no clauses protecting her rights. Moreover, while Marian had already signed her name, the number of years was left blank.

“Write whatever number you want. I came prepared for at least that much.”

Karen swallowed hard, unable to imagine the resolve it must have taken to speak those words.

The Translator’s Corner

Since plurals are difficult to detect in Japanese, it's not clear whether the woman was hiding one potion or several. But logically, it was probably one.

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Alchemist Karen No Longer Compromises, Chapter 45

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Chapter Fourty-five: Persuasion

You should have sent her away. Why did you let her in, Karen?”

“That’s right, Lady Karen. She’s not someone who should be at a celebration.”

Natalia was well-informed, but Sara was quite knowledgeable, too. Before Karen could introduce Marian, they had already recognized her face and looked at her coldly. Usually, Marian wouldn’t stay quiet after such comments, but today she remained silent with a stern expression.

I’m sorry, both of you. But I have something I need to ask Marian.”

Karen closed the entrance door and turned to face the silent Marian.

“What’s the matter…? Is it about Lyos? Were you alright that night?”

On the day of the recovery celebration at the Ehlertt estate, Marian and Lyos had a dispute. If Karen’s eyes hadn’t deceived her, it looked like Lyos had been trying to choke Marian.

Glancing at Marian’s neck, she saw no traces of injury and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Karen’s reaction, Marian’s face twisted.

You’re still as naive as ever. That’s why both your soap and Lyos were taken from you.”

“Ugh…”

“It’s precisely because Lady Karen is this kind of person that so many want to help her.”

Sara stepped forward and spoke as Karen struggled to respond. Marian’s face tensed up when she saw Sara.

You’re… from the House of Ehlertt?”

“Yes, I am Sara, a messenger sent by the Ehlertt family.”

It seemed Sara had come to Karen’s place on behalf of the Ehlertt Earldom. As Karen tilted her head wondering what business it could be, Marian looked at her with a desperate expression.

Karen, I know I wronged you. I’m apologizing, so won’t you forgive me?”

“Huh? What are you talking about?”

“Everything, of course!”

“Is that how one should apologize to others?”

Natalia commented wearily from her seated position.

Sara shook her head as well.

Lady Karen, there’s no need to listen. She’s only clinging to you because the Ehlertt family is putting pressure on the Gubert Company.”

Ms. Sara? What pressure?”

“Just Sara, please.”

“This is unreasonable!!”

Though Karen had many things she wanted to say to Sara, seeing Marian grinding her teeth, she decided to focus on the key point.

“Seriously, Sara! So what’s this pressure about?”

“The Gubert Company stole the soap recipe you invented, Lady Karen. The Ehlertt family, having accepted you as one of their own, cannot allow this. I visited you today to inform you of our stance on the matter.”

“You should have issued a warning first, then made your demands! Applying pressure out of nowhere is too much!”

Lady Karen must have felt the same way when her recipe was suddenly stolen.”

Marian, red-faced, rummaged through her shoulder bag. She pulled out a bundle of papers tied with string and thrust them toward Karen.

Karen! Please read this!”

Lady Karen, there’s no need to look.”

“That’s right, Karen. It’s probably just written to gain your sympathy. You’ll only worry needlessly.”

I’ll at least take a look.”

Despite Sara and Natalia’s protests, Karen accepted the papers from Marian, only to find they contained a list of numbers.

“Let’s see…”

I’ll explain… Please let me explain! Those numbers show the survival rates of adventurers injured in dungeons over the past ten years!”

“How do you have such information? This kind of data should only be available through the Adventurers’ Guild.”

When Natalia spoke suspiciously, Marian glared at her and said:

“The Gubert Company can get this information. The improved survival rates, especially among novice adventurers, are thanks to our—no, thanks to the soap!”

“Oh, is that so?”

Karen looked down at the numbers with interest. Though they were difficult to read, now that she knew what they represented, she could see they were categorized by types and severity of injuries, showing whether the injured adventurers had survived.

Karen, when you first created the soap for Lyos, you said it yourself. That washing with soap removes harmful things that make people sick… That’s why when we started selling soap to adventurers, more injured people survived.”

Following the numbers, around eight years ago—probably when Marian had started selling Karen’s soap recipe as a Gubert Company product—the survival rate of adventurers began to improve. The survival rate of lower-ranked adventurers, in particular, showed remarkable growth.

“Thanks to the soap, Karen, some adventurers can survive even without potions. If we stop selling soap, adventurers who could have been saved won’t make it! So please, stop the House of Ehlertt! Make them stop pressuring our distribution network. Let us keep selling soap as we have been. Of course, I’ll apologize! You can do that, right? Karen?”

“That’s out of the question, Lady Karen. The Gubert Company doesn’t need to be the one selling it. If you are concerned about the adventurers, we can have another company that deals with the Ehlertt family produce it.”

Sara coldly declared, ignoring Marian’s desperate pleas.

Karen, knowing how kind you are, you’re probably feeling sympathetic toward Marian. But don’t forget that showing leniency to someone who stole your recipe would be disrespectful to everyone who has dealt with you honestly.”

Karen nodded at Natalia’s words.

You’re right, Natalia.”

Karen…!”

Marian gazed at Karen desperately. Looking down at Marian, Karen spoke:

I can’t be lenient with you, who took from me unilaterally, because it would disrespect the sincerity of all the other people who are kind to me. So, I’ll have to be strict.”

“…Yes, that’s… normal.”

Marian sank to the floor and hung her head. Karen squatted in front of her and peered at her face.

“So, will you tell me about your deceased older brother?”

“!”

Marian raised her head sharply. Whether from sadness or anger, she stared at Karen, making an inarticulate sound. Karen spoke to the fixedly staring Marian:

You’re so committed to working for adventurers because of your adventurer brother who died when I was around nine, right? Tell me about him. I’m sure it’s really painful for you, but I’m going to be strict about this.”

“…How did you know about Brother Johan? Even at home, no one talks about him anymore.”

Marian spoke in a hoarse voice. Even just saying his name seemed extremely difficult for her.

I heard adults talking about it normally around when he passed away. So I’ve known ever since I first met you at Lyos’s house.”

Marian had been brought to one of Frieda’s frequent home gatherings by some of her relatives, regardless of her own wishes. They probably thought it would help cheer her up. Karen had heard from adults’ hushed gossip about the girl who was depressed after losing her eldest brother.

That’s why Karen had gone through considerable trouble mediating between her and Lyos, who was agitated due to his Bloodline Blessing. Making soap was partly to ease the tension in that situation.

Karen stood up and made tea. She was careful not to let it turn into a potion.

“Sit down, Marian. You’ll have to tell me everything. If you want to keep working for adventurers, if you want to continue making and selling soap, you’ll need to convince me.”

Karen would need to show that she was convinced by Marian’s story to persuade Natalia and especially Sara. If she made a potion to calm Marian down, Marian’s true feelings wouldn’t come through completely.

Marian, pale and trembling, sat down in the chair at Karen’s urging. She remained looking down. Karen thought for a moment that she might give up everything and leave without speaking, but after taking a sip of the tea Karen had served, Marian began to speak in a trembling voice.

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Alchemist Karen No Longer Compromises, Chapter 44

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Chapter Fourty-four: An Overflow of Visitors

Karen, here are the results regarding the research paper on your new potion recipe that you submitted to the Alchemists’ Guild.”

Natalia came to Karen’s home, and after being served tea, she placed an envelope on the table. Karen sat down across from her and took a deep breath to calm her racing heart.

For Karen, an F-rank alchemist, there were two ways to advance to E-rank. One was to make more than fifty minor healing potions in a day. The other was to achieve something worthy of promotion.

Having failed at making fifty potions the other day, Karen had attempted the alternative method. What she submitted to the Alchemists’ Guild for promotion was one of her fever-reducing potion recipes.

This potion suppressed fevers caused by the Bloodline Blessing. According to Sieg, although there were other symptoms, just reducing the fever made him feel much better. It was a potion that would likely be in demand going forward. Rather than monopolizing it, it would be better if everyone could use it.

Though she had thought there might be a flood of customers after the debut at the recovery celebration party, there hadn’t been much response…

I’ll open the envelope now…!”

“Yes, go ahead.”

Natalia sipped her tea.

Karen nervously opened the envelope and checked its contents.

She was stunned by what she saw.

“P-Promotion denied!? Natalia, why!?”

“Well, the fact that it uses non-magical materials is the issue.”

Natalia sighed, resting her chin on her hand.

“While examining your potion does show its fever-reducing effects, we can’t detect if there are any other side effects. The Alchemists’ Guild can’t easily approve this potion.”

“That’s why I included the recipe! When I submitted the whole formula, wasn’t the guild’s alchemists supposed to make it and verify its safety?”

If a potion is useful enough, there might be situations where people have no choice but to use it, even while accounting for some risks. That’s why she had heard there was a high chance her paper would be approved.

“About that… none of our contracted alchemists could recreate your potion.”

“What!?”

Karen, did you forget to write something? Are there any omissions in the recipe? Did you leave out any explanation about the ingredients?”

I wrote everything I could think of…!”

You must have left something out. We even have A-rank alchemists among our staff. For normal recipes, they can recreate them with their overwhelming magical power even with some omissions.”

“No way…”

Karen slumped back in her chair.

For an alchemist, getting recognition while keeping a recipe confidential was a crucial challenge.

She had submitted a recipe for fever-reducing herbal tea made from a single type of herb to minimize information leakage, so there shouldn’t be any confusion about different ingredients.

I thought I wrote down all possible effects… are there really omissions?”

In theory, if others had the same knowledge as Karen, they should be able to make the same potion since she could make it.

“Or perhaps only you, with your exceptional talent, can make this potion.”

“That’s flattering, but not in a good way…!”

“If you want to reach E-rank, you’ll have to increase your magical power and make fifty minor healing potions in a day.”

“Noooo!”

As Karen held her head in despair, Natalia opened the lid of the basket she was holding and pulled out a wine bottle that was half-sticking out.

“Well, shall we start our consolation party?”

I thought you brought that wine to celebrate…!”

You saw it? Oh my… I tried to hide it with a handkerchief. Sorry for getting your hopes up, Karen. But hey, we can still celebrate completing the request.”

As Natalia uncorked the bottle, Karen dejectedly took glasses from the cupboard.

I thought I’d be flooded with the Bloodline Blessing-related requests from now on. Does this mean people don’t trust my potion?”

“Pretty much.”

“Waaah!”

Just as Karen was holding her head again, there was a knock at the door.

“Coming!”

While Natalia went to answer the door for Karen, Karen started preparing snacks with a gloomy face. As she was pulling out her treasured chunk of prosciutto from the cupboard, Natalia returned with a tense expression.

Karen, it’s someone from Ehlertt Earldom. Can you handle it?”

Karen broke into a cold sweat, thinking of one particular person who might come here. That person valued Karen as an alchemist and was apparently trying to win her over. Even though she said it would melt her brain. And yet, he had insisted he would stay within the limit where her brain wouldn’t melt.

The most troubling part was that Karen wasn’t completely opposed to the situation deep down. Being pursued by him was far too enjoyable. She was fully aware of how materialistic that made her. But if she gave in to desire even for a moment, her dream would never come true.

Karen nervously went to greet the visitor at the entrance, and let out a sigh of relief when she saw who it was.

Sara, welcome! What brings you all the way here? No, first please come in.”

“It’s been a while, Lady Karen. I see you have company, so I’ll come back another time.”

Sara, who was standing at the entrance, gave a small bow. This was on the fifth floor of an apartment building in the adventurers’ district.

Wondering how she had found this place, Karen spoke up:

“No, no, please come in! That’s just my friend inside. You don’t mind, right, Natalia?”

“That’s fine with me. But are you sure it’s okay for me to be here?”

Ms. Sara, would Natalia’s presence be a problem for your business here? If not, we’re about to celebrate completing a request—why don’t you join us?”

“Would that really be alright?”

“Of course! I’d be happy if my friends could become friends with each other.”

“Friends…”

Sara’s purple eyes widened.

Before Karen could feel anxious about that reaction, Sara broke into a smile.

“If you say so, I’d be delighted to join.”

Karen invited Sara inside and asked:

“So what brings you here, Ms. Sara?”

“It’s nothing urgent, so it can wait. It’s not as important as celebrating your success in helping Master Sieg.”

“We’re not bound by the request anymore, so you don’t need to be so formal with me, Ms. Sara.”

You are someone Master Sieg calls sister. I can’t compromise with that. However, please drop the formality when addressing me.”

“Isn’t that a bit one-sided?”

“You two really are friends!”

Natalia burst out laughing and took another glass from the cupboard.

Just then, there was another knock at the door.

“Wonder who it is this time?”

When Karen went to answer the door without thinking much of it, she found Marian standing there with a stiff expression.

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