“Wow, I’m amazed. You can even make chairs with that cauldron.”

Zeke looked at the alchemical cauldron on the table with great interest.

Could it be that there’s no alchemy in this world?

“If you have the recipe, you can make anything…”

“Is that so? I’ve never seen one before.”

When Zeke asserted this, the other two nodded deeply in agreement.

“I wonder how it works… I know this is a long shot, but would it be possible for me to have this? I’d pay any amount of money.”

“Sorry.”

I immediately replied to Cloud’s suggestion without a second thought.

“I see…”

Cloud sighed, but I absolutely can’t survive in this world without the alchemical cauldron. Plus, I’m planning to make potions to cover my living expenses.

“Ah. This alchemical cauldron can only be used by Mei.”

Hearing Ermine’s words, I was surprised, along with Cloud and the others, especially since Ermine’s mouth was sticky with honey.

“Is that so? I didn’t know.”

“Probably, you wouldn’t even be able to lift it.”

“Wow~”

I asked Cloud to test whether Ermine was telling the truth, but it still couldn’t be lifted.

“Would it not work even if the three of us tried?”

Upon my suggestion, the three of them decided to give it a shot.

“On three!”

With a shout, they attempted to lift the alchemical cauldron, but it still wouldn’t budge.

“Yeah, it really is impossible.”

“What on earth is this?”

When they released their grip on the cauldron, Zeke and Alex asked if I could lift it.

“Of course.”

I said this and lifted it.

It was a bit heavy, but not impossible to lift.

“What kind of mechanism could this be? Even if it can only be handled by its owner, how does it recognize that…?”

Muttering to himself, Cloud was observing the alchemical cauldron, patting it and tapping it with his fingers.

“More importantly, there aren’t any alchemists besides Mei in this world.”

“Isn’t that different from a healer?”

“Um, are you a healer?”

“I’m both a healer and a medic. I can use healing magic, too.”

Oh. So you can use magic.

That’s amazing~.

“Wow. I don’t quite understand, but that’s impressive.”

Ermine said this without much enthusiasm, and Alex leaned in, passionately explaining.

“That’s right. Originally, Cloud could use healing magic, but when he healed injuries with magic, um, what was it again? Natural…”

“Natural healing ability.”

Zeke quickly chimed in.

Just like brothers.

“Yeah, that! It gets diminished. So, for minor injuries, I used potions, but they were just awful. While trying to improve the taste, I somehow ended up becoming a medic.”

“Huh? Then the potions made by Cloud aren’t delicious?”

When I asked out of curiosity, Alex shrugged.

“I thought so until now, but both Zeke and Cloud rave about your potions.”

“Are they really that different?”

When I turned my face toward Cloud, he nodded vigorously.

“Oh, so they’re really that different.”

“Want to try drinking one?”

“Is that okay? Oh, then I’ll trade you one.”

In exchange, I handed Cloud a potion.

The shape of the bottles was almost the same, but Cloud’s potion bottle had a light blue tint, making it hard to see the contents.

Now, I wonder how bitter it is…

Cautiously taking a sip, I exclaimed—

“Yuck—!”

I thought it would be just a little bitter since it’s a drink, but it was unimaginably bitter.

It felt like I was drinking liquid bitter melon.

And it wasn’t just bitter; it had a pungent taste as well.

This is not something a person should drink!

“Even so, it’s one of the better ones.”

Alex was surprised after drinking my potion.

The other two had tasted it earlier, but it was Alex’s first time.

Wait, is it even possible to drink a potion that’s more bitter than this?

Wouldn’t that just make you feel worse?

“Really?”

By the way, is that really a drink? Isn’t it meant to be applied to wounds instead?

They say good medicine is bitter to the mouth, but there’s a limit to that!

“That’s why it’s said that potions can be a salvation for dying patients.”

“Does that mean it cures them…?”

“It means they won’t have to suffer.”

What?! That’s not a potion anymore!