"Ughhh…! Fuck!"
Applying a concoction to my wound after blending various ingredients, I sensed every fiber of my being resonating with agony.
This potion is entirely my own creation, ingraining a lot of ingredients into one flask. Even though the figure hasn't taught me anything regarding alchemy, I've read some books that could help me, especially since I don't know how to use Inner Soul Renewal Yet.
Hence what I need is a potion that could heal my injuries every time I wanted to.
But this was a big what if.
Impatience gripped me, leaving no room for second attempts. Time was scarce, and uncertainty loomed over the effectiveness of the potion I hastily concocted.
But I can't help it.
"This… shitty thing!"
After gradually emptying the whole flask to spread the liquid, I followed it up with clean water that detoxified the contaminants through boiling and distillation.
