I Became the Fiancé of a Crazy Heroine - Chapter 12-2

The mansion of the Marquis Laird, the family-only kitchen.

If the family is of a certain size, the kitchen is categorized separately according to its use.

One for family use, one for servants.

Usually, the ingredients and dishes used in each kitchen differ, and some families even strictly distinguish between the kitchen manager and the chef.

In the case of the palace, it was even more finely divided into royal-only, bureaucrat-only, and servant-only.

“I’ve got everything you asked for.”

“Thank you for your hard work.”

Sion looks through the herbs on the table.

The leaves were tinted green, and the roots seemed to be infused with a yellow hue.

As the leaves were split into two branches and the roots into three, Sion was confident that it was Limpia Macina.

“It was quite expensive… Is it okay?”

“It’s alright. Money can be earned always.”

Sion calmly answered Kaltz’s question and slowly stepped back.

There was no need for him to pick the herbs himself.

As the master of the mansion, he only needed to watch his employees work.

“Are you ready? Let’s begin.”

At Sion’s command, the waiting chefs quickly brought the herbs.

Then they put them in a pot and filled it with water.

As they turned on the heat, the chefs waited quietly until the water boiled.

‘I wish I could find it at once…’

Sion looked around as he peered into the pots from time to time.

There might be a chance that it may not be what he was looking for.

Then he would have to get more Limpia Macina again and repeat the same process.

‘All I can do is hope for luck.’

It is said that man spent several years searching for effective herbs.

It took a lot of time to verify the types and selection methods of the herbs one by one.

Since Sion looked at the diary he wrote in the novel, he was able to use his methods immediately.

‘You need to find the one that turns red. It’s useless if only the leaves or roots change.’

Sion repeated the same words and moved busily.

As the water in the pot boiled, the herbs began to show changes accordingly.

The chefs carefully stirred the pot, trying to find the herbs Sion mentioned.

“It’s not here.”

“It’s not here either.”

“It doesn’t seem to be here.”

Reports were heard from various places.

Sion checked the pot one by one, and her anxiety was gradually increasing.

Now there were only a few pots left, and if they were not them, it would be a waste of effort.

“It’s not here.”

“It’s not here either.”

It wasn’t that there was no reddened Limpia Macina at all.

However, most of them had separate colors for leaves and roots.

The herb Sion was looking for had to turn both leaves and roots red.

“Here… huh?”

One chef stopped and tilted the ladle.

Then some herbs appeared in a row attached to the ladle.

Sion confirmed it herself and finally shook off his anxiety late.

“Okay. Just take it out.”

While other herbs had already turned into a mushy texture, this herb maintained its full form even though its moisture had disappeared.

The blue leaves and yellow roots had turned red, and its unique scent wafted faintly in the air.

Sion checked the herb that had turned red several times before placing it in the bowl.

“Now, grind it. Bring out what we have prepared.”

The chefs dispersed and worked quickly.

One of them began to grind red herb, while the others brewed the pre-made potion.

Sion had already prepared the potion beforehand, and it was to be consumed with the finely grounded Limpi Makina.

“Sion, I’m only asking now, but why are we eating that?”

Kaltz cautiously asked while looking at the almost finished potion.

Sion thought for a moment, and then gave a sly smile.

“This? Because it’s a good for vitality”

“What?”

“…?”

Hanette, who was standing in the back, flinched at the sudden response.

Kaltz couldn’t bring himself to speak and just glanced at Hanette.

“That was a joke. Do you really think I would go through so much trouble like this just for my vitality?”

“Haha! I knew it was a joke. I already knew.”

“Haa…”

Hanette glared at Sion in irritation.

Sion felt her gaze and looked down at the powdered Limpi Makina.

‘With this, I can gain immunity to mind control and just by drinking the Holy Water… I can freely wield the Dark Sword.’