[‘The Architect of the Tower of Trials’ watches with great interest.]
[‘The Balancer of Harsh Words’ nods, impressed, saying it’s quite something.]
[‘The Eyes that Watch Over the Chaos of All Things’ opens its eyes wide in realization.]
<This? Ah!>
It seemed Agnes had figured it out too.
“I’ll need to process it a bit since I’ll have to use it in an urgent situation.”
I took out my alchemy tools. After pouring the potion into a flask and going through the process for a while, the potion condensed into a pill.
<It looks like it’ll taste like blueberries.>
“I’m not sure what it actually tastes like.”
Honestly, as long as it’s not bitterer than death, it’s fine.
“The medicine is ready; now, the next thing I need to prepare is…”
<What do you need?>
“Someone who will sincerely kill me.”
<You need that too?!>
I calmed the horrified Agnes.
“It’s the Demon King’s curse, after all. I can’t bypass it with just a superficial setup. It has to be enough to deceive…