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Chapter 52: The Miracle of the Red Potion
In this world, elves apparently occupy the position of a servant race to the superior race known as the High Elves. The relationship resembles that of lord and vassal, similar to the relationship between royalty and commoners in the Kingdom of Cainliese. However, while humans are ruled through political power, the relationship between elves and High Elves is said to be determined at the genetic level.
“A High Elf?”
“Yes. There are so few of them that people from distant countries may never have heard of them, but High Elves are essentially the royalty of the elf race.”
High Elves, also known as Origin Elves, possess enormous magical power and unique forms of magic. Just as nobles and royalty tend to have a greater aptitude for magic than commoners, High Elves surpass even ordinary elves, who are already naturally gifted in magic.
However, their population is extremely small. If they existed on Earth, they would likely qualify as an endangered species.
Е̄.ňu̇m ӓ
Ordinary elves have become relatively common in nations surrounding the Forest of Gadja, thanks to the development of international exchange. High Elves, however, remain hidden deep within the forest. Even nations and individuals who maintain close relationships with elves are strictly forbidden from entering their depths, and audiences with High Elves are virtually impossible.
“However, this girl named Aria has a rather complicated background, and last year she suffered severe injuries during a battle against monsters. She has remained unconscious for over a year now.”
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The High Elf known as Aria Faynchis was not born from a normal High Elf lineage. She was an accidental High Elf, born through a form of atavism—a rare occurrence where ancestral traits suddenly reappear—which made her position extraordinarily complicated.
Even in Asphial, marriages between close relatives are taboo. It is believed that excessively concentrated bloodlines produce curses. Because so few High Elves remain, many elves fear what they call the curse of Blood Too Thick.
Then Aria appeared, a High Elf born not through an established High Elf bloodline, but through a rare genetic throwback.
“Lady Aria's position has always made her the center of controversy. There are even rumors that the pureblood faction among the elves orchestrated the attack that left her gravely injured.”
Ӗ n u ma. і.ď
Among the nobility and royalty of Cainliese, magical talent and ability are generally valued more highly than lineage itself. High Elves, however, developed the opposite philosophy. Since they already possessed the highest-class magical aptitude, they became increasingly obsessed with preserving the purity of their bloodlines—in other words, promoting a doctrine of pureblood supremacy.
Picking up where Banc's explanation left off, Eula began speaking about her mistress Aria's circumstances.
“We elves are now divided into two camps. One wishes to welcome Lady Aria into the royal family because she stands far removed from the curse of blood. The other considers her a counterfeit and seeks her elimination. There is a real possibility that pureblood extremists may attack Lady Aria again in the future.”
Even after giving Eula the red potion and taking her on as a slave, the original agreement required me to shelter both Eula and Aria. Perhaps Eula's honesty was the reason she revealed this before finalizing the contract. At the very least, this clearly wasn't going to be a simple matter of handing over the potion and walking away.
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“Personally, I believe the danger will be minimal if you live quietly in the royal capital. Simply avoid going near the Forest of Gadja.”
Even if the pureblood faction existed, it seemed unlikely they would travel all the way to a distant foreign kingdom to attack someone. The Forest of Gadja lay beyond two entire countries from Cainliese, making the distance considerable.
E numǎ
Thus, Banc concluded that remaining in the royal capital would be relatively safe.
“Are you truly certain?”
“Yes. Please proceed.”
As Banc's personal physician examined the red potion one final time, he asked for confirmation.
Not far outside the royal capital's black market stood an enormous building. Inside one of its rooms slept Aria, Eula's mistress. Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating her face clearly. Despite having been unconscious for nearly a year, her appearance looked surprisingly healthy.
“Even now, her magical power is less than half of what it was before her injury. She has survived this past year only by consuming the magical power she still possessed.”
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“Less than half?”
The moment I entered Aria's room, a dense aura washed over me. The source was obvious. It came from the sleeping girl lying in the bed, who looked no older than an elementary or middle school student.
Comparing different kinds of magic power wasn't straightforward, but for someone called elven royalty, I had secretly thought her magic felt weaker than Saioji's. Then Eula revealed that Aria's current power was less than half her original level. That was difficult to believe. Even in her weakened state, while she probably couldn't match Sakakibara, her total magic power would likely surpass both Rey and Saioji by a significant margin.
Eula gently took Aria's thin, lifeless hand into her own. Then she pressed her forehead against the back of it as if offering a prayer. The sight was so beautiful it looked like a dramatic scene straight out of an animated film, but there was no time to admire it.
After Eula had sold herself into slavery, Aria's attending physician had taken over her care. Maintaining a professional demeanor, he poured the red potion into a container similar to a laboratory beaker.
Potions were generally administered orally when treating internal injuries rather than external wounds, but this case would be no different.
Ŵе̌bn̈о̄v еl̇ Ėnü m̄ а́
The physician inserted a metal tube into the container, and attached to it was a balloon-shaped pump. By squeezing it, he drew up the potion. The mechanism strongly resembled a hand-operated kerosene pump.
The crimson liquid moved through the tube into a long resin-like hose that had been placed in Aria's mouth. Slowly, the red potion was administered.
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“Lady Enrifea... If this fails... what am I supposed to do...”
Leaning weakly over Aria's bed, Eula clutched her hand tightly and prayed.
“...Doesn't look good?”
Several minutes passed after the potion was administered. Aria showed no signs of waking. There was no groan, no movement. Only her faint breathing could be heard.
W е bn o_v̌.ė l Е̃ n ǔm̈a
Unable to bear the suspense, Banc cautiously addressed the physician, whose expression remained severe.
“Huh?!”
The physician, who had been staring intently at Aria, suddenly noticed something. He immediately reached out and placed his hand against her neck.
"D-Did something happen?"
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The physician still said nothing. An uncomfortable silence filled the room. Banc reacted nervously to every tiny movement. Finally—
“...As expected of a medicine said to be divine.”
Е̃ nů m̊а.ї_d
His voice trembled slightly.
“Lady Aria's magic circuits are returning to normal. She is still asleep, but she will awaken soon.”
The physician did not react dramatically, yet the emotion in his voice made it clear how unbelievable the result was. The oppressive silence vanished instantly, and in its place, cheers erupted throughout the room.
