The Villainess Hides Her Wealth - Chapter 83.2

Chapter 83.2

Fortunately, the guild members came to their senses upon hearing Yuria’s words.

They even realized that they were showing such a messy appearance in front of the crown prince…

‘What should we do?’

‘Did you know?’

‘How would I know?’

Even though they had come to their senses, they did not know how to show respect to the imperial family.

The awkward situation continued as they stared at each other.

“It’s my fault for coming so suddenly. Don’t worry about it.”

Crown Prince Enoch, who had noticed the atmosphere, comfortably told them to just be at ease. It seemed that they would be even more uncomfortable if he told them that they didn’t need to be polite.

“A-ahem.”

Yuria gazed at the sight quietly. When things quieted down, she opened her mouth.

“I want to tell you the reason why I invited His Highness.”

When she got to the point, the guild members closed their mouths and waited for her next words.

She felt like she could hear how focused they were.

“I know what you’re worried about these days. Everyone must be afraid that they will be mistaken for heretics when the medicine is presented to the public.”

Crown Prince Enoch said that he would take care of this part himself.

It was at this moment that his sincere attitude, which had been hidden by his bright face, was revealed.

“I heard from Lady Primrose how hard you are working for the people. I came here to help with what I can.”

“…”

“The Imperial Merchant Guild is in the cosmetics business with Yunette. Starting with cosmetics, to ointments, and medicine. I’m trying to lower the hurdles so those things can reach everyone.”

The crown prince said he was moved by Yuria’s willingness to come to him.

Even as he stepped forward, he still regarded her as great.

“I’m also interested in the health of the imperial people. I will do my best to make sure that you will never be branded as heretics, and that you can show the results of your research to many people.”

“Oooh!”

“Long live His Highness the Crown Prince!”

“Long live the duchy of Primrose!”

The alchemists raised their hands and cheered.

Even Ukene and Chris, who quarreled, hugged each other.

“Thank goodness!”

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that earlier…”

“No, no. I know. Isn’t it because you were worried about me?”

Even the people who were fighting reconciled with each other.

There seemed to be nothing to worry about now.

Research funds, lacking facilities, materials… and the public’s gaze.

Everything had been solved.

But…

Among them, only one man quietly bit his lips.

That evening.

One person quietly came looking for Yuria.

“I have something to tell you.”

“Alchemist Danitel.”

“I devised a recipe and thought that this would probably have a big effect… but I haven’t tried it yet.”

It was the alchemist who had visited Yuria in her previous life. He had a resolute expression.

“So I have a favor to ask of you.”

“What is it?”

“You said you would make rare herbs bloom too, right? Lady Primrose—I mean, Guild Leader, Please make Eledenias bloom.”

A legendary herb that was hard to find and hard to handle.

He said that even after devising the recipe, he thought about what to do if he was caught making it because of the temple, and how to present it to the public.

“I kept telling myself I was satisfied with my current situation, since I was still doing research anyway. I didn’t need to make the Elixir. I also didn’t have the ingredients anyway… I was running away from it like that.”

“…”

“But I’ve been thinking about it since the moment you came to the alchemy guild. I keep thinking, isn’t this destiny?”

There was a ray of light in the eyes behind the glasses. It was the man who mediated the fight between Chris and Ukene earlier.

“Everyone’s struggling… I can’t run away alone.”

“Then am I the only one who can obtain the Eledenias?”

“Yes. Give me only that herb. If you do, I will make the Elixir.”

The Elixir.

Something not even a high-ranking priest could do.

The vision that made the saintess in the prophecy do what she could.

The legendary medicine created by an alchemist that was said to be able to reattach a severed leg.

T/N: Danitel had been previously described as a middle-aged woman but this chapter and the past one mentioned him as a man who wore glasses so, for consistency, I will keep referring to Danitel as a man. I apologize for any confusion! ;-;