There was something the magicians used to make pills, and that was a pill furnace the Asians called a cauldron.
Meliora at least knew what was supposed to go in and what was to come out. It was going to be a difficult process since she didn't have enough mana to aid her.
[You would just have to request the Duke to assist you with his mana. Once you have healed your scar, the spell on you will break,]
Crucifix instructed her. Meliora nodded with a determined expression. It was now or never.
She turned to the Duke's daughter, her expression soft. She gave her a wink when their eyes met, and the daughter giggled, a faint pink appearing on her cheeks. Meliora couldn't help but admire her cuteness.
She faced the furnace in front of her, then turned to the Duke, her face serious. "I will need your help, Duke," she informed him. He raised his brows, confused about what she wanted.
