The Regret Novel Female Lead with Unbreakable Mentality Chapter 50

“G-Grandma!”

 

However, the situation inside the room was quite different from what he had imagined.

 

“Giyet, is that you? It’s late, where have you been?”

 

Grandma was sitting there with her eyes wide open, leaning against the wall. Just a moment ago, she looked like she was on the brink of death!

 

“Grandma! How are you feeling?”

 

“Thanks to the potion this young lady gave me, I’m feeling much better!”

 

“Yup~ That’s right!”

 

To his shock, a woman with honey-colored hair was lying on Grandma’s lap! Her giggling smile and curly yellow hair made her look just like a poodle. The woman whistled and chuckled.

 

“I gave her a potion I’m quite familiar with!”

 

He had no idea how Grandma let this woman in, or how she convinced her to take the potion. It was infuriating.

 

“Grandma! You shouldn’t just take potions from strangers. Remember how much trouble those quack doctors caused you last time?”

 

Yet, after examining Grandma for over an hour, she really did seem perfectly healthy. In disbelief at the situation, he sank to the floor.

 

“W-Who are you exactly? Where did you get this potion?”

 

“Hey, Giyet, you rascal. Watch how you address her! Ah, come to think of it, I don’t even know this baby’s name.”

 

The woman with honey-colored hair scratched the back of her head and mumbled to herself. “Um, baby’s name…”

 

“Huh? What is it?”

 

“This baby’s name is Wh…at,  I mean, it’s Wot. Wot!”

 

“That’s nonsense!”

 

“Don’t shout at Wot.”

 

Wot giggled on Grandma’s lap, looking just like a real poodle. But he was Grandma’s real grandson!

 

“It’s been a while since I’ve been able to sit like this without coughing up blood. I’m so happy.”

 

“Yes, Grandma, aren’t I the best?”

 

“Of course! You’re the best!”

 

What’s with this woman’s charm? Giyet blinked and looked around, unable to grasp the situation. Grandma, who had been lying down sick, seemed like a completely different person now!

 

Is it magic? She must have used some kind of dark magic. I’m sure of it!

 

Wot, lying there, spoke as if she could read his mind. “Thinking it’s magic or dark magic? You’re wrong.” As if answering his doubts, she gently held Grandma’s wrinkled hand and whispered affectionately.

 

“Grandma, do you think Wot used black magic?”

 

“Is there really such a kind mage?” Grandma chuckled with her wrinkled face, as if watching her grandchild’s antics.

 

Giyet checked Grandma’s fingertips once more. Her once darkened fingertips had turned normal again. Even her face, which had seemed on the verge of death, had regained its color.

 

“I’ll be in the inner room. The baby has something to say to you, Giyet.”

 

* * *

In the end, Giyet was left alone in the living room with the woman suspected to be a mage, Wot. While keeping an eye on Grandma’s condition, Giyet glared at the suspicious-looking woman and asked. “Wot, do we know e-each other from before?”

 

“Hmm? No? We just met, right?”

 

“And with Grandma?”

 

“To~tally the first time.”

 

I was only away for half a day. They couldn’t have known each other for even half a day. Could someone really be this sociable? Giyet felt like he was sinking deeper into confusion, his eyes widening.

 

Wot, or rather ‘Giselle’ in disguise, grinned at Giyet’s bewildered expression. Yeah, it’s understandable to be surprised. Now it was time to explain what was going on and state what she wanted.

 

“Let me get straight to the point. The reason Grandma was sick was because of a substance called ‘Modly’ used in the hat.”

 

Many hat makers used Modly in the finishing process of hats, completely unaware of its toxicity, because it made the hat fibers shine more!

 

“In tiny amounts, it’s fine for short-term use. But prolonged exposure becomes problematic.”

 

“That’s…”

 

“Hat makers have been exposed to Modly for decades, so that’s why it happened. It’s been used for so long that it was hard to pinpoint the cause.” Especially in this world where magic is advanced, if something goes wrong, people often think it’s a ‘mana circuit’ issue.

 

I tilted my head slightly as I looked at him. He bit his lip as if he had suspected something.

 

“I didn’t know it was Modly, but I had guessed it was a toxic substance. I just couldn’t find a way to detoxify it.”

 

“Duke Kalinos’s family.”

 

“…”

 

“No one knows this, but the Kalinos family has developed the best detox potion. I secretly took it away.”

 

By now, his expression was openly skeptical.

 

“There are more than a few suspicious things, but if you’re going to scam someone, at least do it properly.”

 

“What?”

 

“Duke Kalinos’s family is known for selling swords and magic artifacts. They have nothing to do with potions. Their territory is literally called the Land of Death.”

 

“Isn’t that something a doctor trying to save lives on Death Island, Blue Lagoon, shouldn’t say?” I retorted lightly, leaving him speechless.

 

“I get what you mean. But how can I trust you?”

 

“I’ll leave a bottle of the potion that cured Grandma.”

 

“What?”

 

I placed the potion, <Goblin Phlegm>, down with a sly grin. “Study it. See if it’s really effective or not. And if it is…”

 

“If it is?”

 

“Apologize to me and help me with what I’m trying to do.”

 

“What if I don’t help?”

 

To think he would propose such a condition to the person who saved him, how shameless.

 

I lifted my chin and replied arrogantly. “I’ll tell Grandma.”

 

He was at a loss for words.

 

I smiled sweetly and glanced toward the room. Grandma was looking at us with a gentle expression. It’ll be hard for him to resist my words. After all, I’ve got a strong backing!

 

“I’ll come back in three days. By then, you should have completed the research on this potion and Grandma’s health. I’m in a hurry too.”

 

* * *

A few days later, on the eve of the appointment Giselle had unilaterally set.

 

Giyet left Blue Lagoon Island. He wanted to do the final test of that horribly named potion <Goph>.

 

It truly was an incredible medicine. Grandma had become remarkably healthy.

 

As a doctor and pharmacist, his observations concluded that Goph seemed like an all-purpose antidote made with an extraordinary formula. If not used for detoxification, it could even serve as a powerful fatigue reliever, capable of revitalizing someone who had worked 69 hours over a week.

 

I wonder if this potion is being sold anywhere. Giyet pulled his hat down low as he arrived at the pharmaceutical wholesale district. This area, located near the Medical Academy, was a place where doctors and pharmacists gathered.

 

“Are you selling <Goblin Phlegm> here?”

 

“Huh? Goblin Phlegm? Cough, cuh. You mean like this?”

 

“…Never mind.”

 

“Are you here looking for Marquis Berto’s potion too? You’re out of luck. Everyone’s scrambling to hoard it. You might as well go beg over there.”

 

He headed towards the square. There, he saw a tall man managing a ‘Potion Tasting Event’ booth, surrounded by a crowd. Judging by his impressive attire, is it a noble personally promoting his wares? In an era where businesses were often run under assumed names, it was quite something to see a noble directly involved in a tasting event.

 

“Marquis, did you add spices? Camendium? Mint?”

 

“Ah, yes. It’s a blend of mint and pepper. After returning from my voyage, I combined spices to create a tonic.”

 

“Thanks to this, I feel so much healthier these days! I even prescribed it to weak patients, and they got better.”

 

“The mint scent in that tonic happened to be an innovative ingredient, haha.”

 

Listening to the flattery from the people in the pharmaceutical district, Giyet frowned at Marquis Berto’s potion. Just from the smell, I can tell how poor the quality is. It’s just mint. And it’s irritating to see him acting so high and mighty while selling this trash potion.