When the protagonist of the otome game is unintentional strategy [system]

Just when Kolusta puffed up her cheeks in anger, and was about to fight the system, Wende in the distance suddenly spoke. Although she was talking to her, his eyes were still glued to the long-necked glass under his hand. On the bottle, the tone said lightly: "Have you finished the Rucao Flower Juice?"

Kolusta shuddered like a conditioned reflex, and quickly responded, "It's done!"

"Pour the juice into it, and then start to preheat the crucible." Wende put the cleaned glass bottle aside, raised his chin to motion for Kolusta to come and get it, but the pair of blue eyes still refused to lift up After half a minute, he turned around and looked at a piece of light brown parchment in his hand.

It was the fake potion formula and detailed manufacturing process given to him by Kolustamer.

Because they are homologous potions, many materials and manufacturing methods of the fake sickness potion and the antipyretic potion are quite similar.However, the former is an ancient prescription researched by the goddess herself. No matter how high the degree of overlap is, it still has seven or eight more precious raw materials than the antipyretic potion.

Although Kolusta, a student who is not good at reading books and listening to lectures, can't understand how expensive and rare those materials are, but after she mentioned them to Wende, it can be seen from the latter's reaction that "it still takes a few days to prepare". The thing that embarrasses even the Duke's heir must have reached the level of being hard to find.

Leaving aside whether the potion can be manufactured, just talking about these priceless materials, I am afraid that it will be able to make Kolusta's forehead bald and shiny.

However, fortunately, Celentdis's family has a great career. Even though there were some difficulties, Wende still collected all the materials needed for the first day of brewing the potion in the shortest possible time.

For the remaining ones, you can wait until the progress is about to be reached, so as to save time.

Kolusta fumbled to light the fire, set up the cauldron, and waited until the orange flames licked the bottom of the platinum vessel before turning around, carefully following Wende's instructions, and pouring the water into the grinding bowl. Pour all the green grass flower juice into the long-necked glass bottle.

The liquid mixed with fine grass clippings swayed in the bottle for a while, splashed a few drops, and landed on the inner wall of the transparent glass.

While waiting for the crucible to heat up, Kolusta seemed to have finally calmed down a little after finishing the work in hand. She managed to get out of the embarrassment just now, and began to try to talk to Wende on her own initiative.

"Is there anything else I can do for you?" she said knowingly. "It's better if it's a really easy job...or I might just screw it up."

Because of her straightforwardness, Wende glanced at the straight-faced brown-haired girl with some surprise, raised her brows slightly, and after pondering for a moment, Wende arranged a fairly easy matter for her.

"It is written in the cooking process that after adding the grass flower juice and powdered fig peel, you must immediately pour in water at a ratio of three to one." Wende looked at Kolusta's pair of honey like With bright golden eyes, he paused for a moment, then slowly retracted his gaze, and calmly ordered, "The water in the Potions classroom is mixed with detergent, so it's not clean enough, so go outside and get some water for later use."

Kolusta blinked, looking very satisfied with the paddling work, and said with a smile: "Simple and simple."

Then, she blatantly sat directly on the chair in front of the console, raised a finger under Wende's eyelids, and slowly drew a circle in mid-air, her joints were arched, her wrist was slightly raised, clearly made a "hook" motion.

A few seconds later, Wende, who was near the door, immediately heard the sound of water coming from a distance.

Those sapphire blue eyes were a little darker, and they glanced at the girl in a long skirt who was standing beside the cauldron with a relaxed and casual posture, raising her hands.

The water magician with a smile on his face tilted his arm slightly, and a long stream of water deftly turned around following her movements, bypassing the half-open classroom door, like a transparent ribbon , drifted towards the place where Kolusta pointed, and every drop fell into the small water tank she had prepared.

"Okay, done!"

Kolusta clapped her hands and looked at Wende with a smile, expectant eyes, waiting for this recognized potion genius to praise herself, so that she can show off if she has the opportunity in the future.

Wende looked back cooperatively, his eyes were indifferent, until the two looked at each other for a while, and then said slowly: "Your—"

The magic is great, the talent is very high, and your sister is a good match?

Kolusta stared wide-eyed and pricked up her ears, intently waiting for the silver-haired boy's next words.

"...Your cauldron is going to burst," the ruthless second son of the Duke said blankly, ignoring the substantial gaze of the opposite girl, which was full of "seeking praise", "Hurry up and add the grass juice, After 15 seconds, put the fig peel powder and water, pay attention to the time and ratio, and don’t make mistakes.”

Kolusta: "..."

Oh man.

Sure enough, Gloria who would praise her to coax her is the best... There is really no hope for something like a younger brother, and it is more valuable to be used as a tool person.

Kolusta—an empathetic exploiting class who just realized the reality—rolled his eyes secretly, followed Wende's instructions without complaint, and began to pour a flask full of green liquid into the cauldron. Pour the grass flower juice into it.

She didn't start counting the seconds until the last drop of flower juice was poured into it. Holding the jar containing fig peel powder in her left hand and the water ladle in her right, she stared unblinkingly at the slow Slowly bubbling white cauldron.

"Put the powder on."

A slightly cold male voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Kolusta was so frightened that her hands shook, and she poured a small half bottle of powder into it boldly in the blink of an eye, smashing one of the blisters with a "pounce".

In the next second, Wende quickly took over the water ladle in her hand, leaned down neatly, scooped up a ladle full of clear water, and without blinking, quickly poured it into the weed flower juice that was about to swallow the powder in the crucible among.

"That... that..." Kolusta looked at the other party's flowing movements in amazement, and stammered, "Did you add too much water?"

The formula clearly states that only [-]ml is enough... But just now, according to Kolusta's visual inspection, Wende poured at least [-]ml into it.

Will it dilute the medicine?If you can't pretend to be sick by then, you will overturn the car.

However, history and experience tell us that for a student who has problems sleeping in class, it is best never to question those geniuses easily.

"The [-] milliliters of water is just in the correct proportion to the fig peel powder that you added too much," Wende said coldly, "It's quite a grand gesture—the excess powder that has sunk in the medicine, conservatively estimated If so, it can be sold at a high price of five gold coins at least."

Kolusta: "...Yes, I'm sorry!"

Don't scold, don't scold, if you scold again, you will be stupid.

Wende glanced at her with a sneer, and he didn't continue to taunt after all, but lightly instructed: "After a while, you can smash some grass flower juice and add it... Although the steps are slightly messed up, at least it can be saved. The finished product is too much for me to see."

Kolusta kept silent with guilt, admitted her mistake with a good attitude, and immediately actively reached out to grab the grinding bowl beside her.

However, when she had just thrown Rucaohua in, Wende, who had been silent for a moment, spoke again:

"...Actually, a long time ago, Gloria was often scared by me."

This extremely plain sentence immediately attracted Kolusta's attention. Under the latter's very interested gaze, the silver-haired noble boy paused for a while, and then continued, "At that time She is also not very good at potions, and when helping me brew, she always puts less of this and more of that... just like you just now."

Kolusta, who inadvertently dug up the black history of top students, rushed to the system with great interest: "Did you hear that? Even Gloria can't do anything about potions-so I, an IQ person, can't handle it, really. It's a very normal thing!"

... Is this an excuse for your sophistry?

The system cautiously remained silent.

"...So, I always have to help her deal with the aftermath. Over time, I learned how to quickly find a way to repair the destroyed potion in time." Wende looked at the cauldron that was gradually boiling, raised his jaw, and signaled Kolusta added the flower juice in her hand, and turned around quickly, "However, compared to potions, Gloria's better subject should actually be herbal medicine."

Herbalism?

Oh - the one who grows flowers every day.

"When Gloria was young, she seemed to have some magical powers, but all the flowers and plants planted by her were miraculously capable of growing gratifyingly."

"This sounds like something a wood magician can do." Kolusta couldn't help but answer while pouring flower juice into the crucible.

"...It's a bit similar." Wende was stunned, watching her cautious movements, his expression seemed to be softened a little because of the mention of his sister, "That was something before I can remember... …This kind of strange feature was spread so miraculously at the time, it even attracted some herbalist scholars who encountered some research bottlenecks——Master Lysa came to visit the Celentides family in person.”

"Master Lysa?" Kolusta exclaimed, and said in surprise, "Is that our professor of herbalism? Li Chacha, a contemporary flower grower?"

Li Cha is a character in a folktale in the Kingdom of Nobili. She is a female elf who loves to tend flowers and plants.According to legend, the first adventurer who walked out of the forest of elves spent 190 years, leaving flower seeds on the entire continent that could be said to be barren of grass. nothing.

The lifespan of an elf is 200 years. At the end of the story, it is written that before Lichacha was about to die, the Nobili continent finally ushered in the most beautiful spring. The barren land was full of colorful flowers within a day. Green grass and big trees also began to grow and sprout at the same time. With Li Chacha praying to the tree of life when she was dying, the barren continent was successfully decorated into a vibrant appearance.

Because of this, Li Chacha was qualified to become a god, that is, the God of Life who was later assigned to the camp of the Goddess of Light.

No one knows whether this legend is true or not, but the students of the Holy Light Academy of Magic are happy to carry forward this name as a synonym for the always gentle Professor Lysa.

Wende raised his eyebrows, and did not express anything about Kolusta's blatant calling of the teacher's nickname, and even said in a tone of approval: "She is indeed very similar to the legendary goddess of life—whether it is character or ability. During the period when Master Lysa was a guest, Gloria followed her to cultivate herbs almost every day... My father told me that by the time the stubborn and serious herbalist left, the greenhouse in the Duke’s mansion had been destroyed. Filled with all sorts of strange plants."

Kolusta put down the grinding bowl in her hand, and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

She didn't know why Wende suddenly told herself the old things about Gloria... But it didn't prevent her from feeling a slight wave in her heart, itching slightly, as if being shuffled by someone with a feather It is full of strange and subtle feelings like a lake in my heart.

At this moment, Kolusta suddenly realized that he was now faintly participating in Gloria's past through Wende.

Perhaps before, after the silver-haired boy saw the fake sickness potion formula produced by Kolusta, which was enough to shock the entire continent, the tolerance that did not go to the bottom of it... It was also because he saw the relationship between his sister and her. It's an unusual relationship.

"At that time, Gloria loved flowers very much, and loved planting flowers by herself even more," Wende said softly, "There was a pot of golden beach roses on the bedside table in her bedroom, which was cared for by her every day and bloomed year after year. , exudes a refreshing fragrance that evokes the feeling of being on the edge of the ocean."

Beach rose?

Kolusta froze for a moment.

Sandy beach rose is a special product in the seaside area of ​​Nobili mainland. It is famous for its unique growing environment and fresh fragrance. Towns on the west coastline will specially cultivate it.

However, Wende specifically mentioned the "golden" beach rose...

In the early years, there was probably only one place where beach roses of this color would grow in the entire Nobili continent——

That is in the small garden that Kvitt's mother took care of in the town of Seaside.

Kolusta frowned slightly, and looked at Wende probingly, but the latter's expression did not show guilt or panic at all. Instead, there was some imperceptible expectation that made Kolusta even more suspicious. Then he continued inexplicably:

"You can come and guess, Miss Breviu.—Guess who actually gave this potted flower to Gloria?"

The author has something to say: There are many foreshadowings in this chapter... One of them is linked with Chapter 25, you can guess it.

Li, the goddess of life, is just one of the important figures in Baifang in the era of the gods. Her legend is very suggestive. If you write an extra episode of the era of the gods, I will talk about it in detail.

Finally, I still want to shout, thank you for supporting the genuine version! ! !