Life within the Apothecaries' Guild had settled into a steady rhythm, with new patients arriving each day. I focused on building my knowledge and reputation, working alongside seasoned members like Alara and gradually proving my value with each case.
One evening, as I finished preparing a fever remedy, the system flashed a notification:
> System Alert: New Quest Available
Quest Level: S-Rank
Objective: Treat 1,000 patients within the span of 30 days.
Reward: Magical Inventory (20-item capacity, endless storage).
Accept Quest?
The challenge was staggering, but the reward—a magical inventory capable of storing 20 items—was priceless. This quest would push my skills, and yet, the idea of reaching so many people ignited something within me. Taking a steadying breath, I accepted.
The very next day, the city was struck by a wave of illness. People were falling ill rapidly, their symptoms marked by a high fever, weakness, and difficulty breathing. A few cases soon became dozens, and by nightfall, it was clear this was no ordinary sickness—it was a plague.
Within hours, panic swept through the streets, and city officials placed the guild on high alert. With so many ill, the demand for remedies and medical help became relentless. Alara gathered the guild members, her expression grave as she issued instructions. I knew this was my chance to tackle the quest, not by announcement but by action.
Together with a team of assistants, I set up makeshift clinics across the city, aiming to isolate the infected and treat the afflicted before the plague could spread further. Working alongside the Healers' Circle, I distributed herbal treatments to manage fevers and instructed guild members in hygiene methods unfamiliar to them.
Frost stayed by my side as the days turned into a blur. Patient after patient, I focused on managing symptoms, advising on preventive measures, and refining my remedies to maximize effectiveness. It was exhausting, but with each person treated, I edged closer to completing the quest.
Days passed in a feverish rush, and finally, as I prepared the thousandth dose, the system flashed again.
> Quest Complete: Magical Inventory Granted.
Relief flooded through me, not only for the reward but for having aided so many. This task had cemented my place here, and with the inventory's help, I could now carry essential supplies without restriction, ready for whatever came next.