Nalant breathed a sigh of relief. If Lucky Girl's potion became a popular commodity, how could he, the lord, live?
Also, is it difficult to prepare the awakening potion?
Sir, why don’t I think that it’s enough to just find all the medicinal ingredients, throw them into the pot and cook them randomly?
Of course, Narant suddenly figured out that this must be due to the benefits of the system.
Otherwise, it would be extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive for a talented pharmacist like Winnie to prepare some special potions.
"Lord, everything I just said is true. If there are any lies, I am willing to be cursed by the gods and be struck by lightning to death!"
"So, I ask you to please let me and Bessie go for the sake of the goddess. As long as you stay away from the nobles' territory, it will definitely not bring bad luck to the nobles!" Old White didn't know that the lord in front of him was
With the help of the system, he had become a 'prophet man'. He was still worried that Nalant would not believe his words, so he immediately beat his chest and swore.
Hearing this, Nalant smiled slightly and said to Old White: "Old White, sir, I only promised not to hurt you and Bessie, but I never promised to let you leave!"
"Since you are my lord's serfs, you should stay in the territory and live a stable life from now on. My lord will not treat you badly!"
"This..." Old White felt that his ears were hallucinating. Otherwise, how could he hear such outrageous words? Knowing that Bessie could attract dark creatures, he still kept them in his territory.
He also said that he would not treat them badly.
"Old White, you said that the prophetic goddess can communicate with the gods and obtain the potion that allows the goddesses to awaken their talents. Have you heard of that divine man?"
"God... Godly man?"
"That's right, a divine man favored by the God of Glory!" Nalant nodded with a smile.
"No...no!" Old White was shaking his head like a rattle, having no idea what the young lord wanted to express.
"Well, I guess you haven't seen it before, but you are very lucky, Old White. Now you have seen it. This lord is the divine man who is favored by the God of Glory!"
"..." Old White didn't know how to express his current mood.
If possible, he would like to give this narcissistic lord a roll of his eyes, and then make this lord sober up, but given his identity, he dare not do so now.
"My lord, I know you don't believe it now, but my lord has given Bessie the potion to awaken her talent. I believe that tomorrow at the latest, you will be able to see your granddaughter become a goddess!"
"By the way, in the Storm Territory, the name of the goddess is no longer the goddess, but the daughter of luck!"
"Really...really?" Old White looked at the serious look of the lord, and finally became a little doubtful.
"Really! So, Old White, please stay in the territory with peace of mind and don't make this matter public. You can see your granddaughter again tomorrow!"
"Yes, yes, thank you Lord Lord for your kindness, thank you Lord Lord for your mercy!" After receiving such a solemn answer, Old White finally believed it.
After all, is it necessary for the lord to joke with an old serf like him who has no fighting spirit?
His mood also fluctuated greatly. He originally thought he was about to face death, but now he was able to stay alive and safely in the Storm Territory.
What's more important is that if his granddaughter really becomes a goddess, she will definitely be valued by the young lord. Isn't it because he has been living for so many years just to raise his granddaughter safely?
With the goddess' magical talent, even if the lord does not marry her, he will still win her over.
"Okay, there's no need to thank you. Old White, you go back first. The master will send someone to find you tomorrow. By the way, remember not to lie down on the newly built bed, it's not completely dry yet!"
"Yes, Lord!" Although he was very reluctant to give up, this was the best ending. Old White still followed the instructions and left the castle.
Of course, Nalant was so relieved to let him leave on purpose. He turned around and found Shirley and sent bees to monitor Old White.
Although there is a high probability that Old White is really as miserable as he said, Narant still needs to be on guard in order to be on the safe side.
Let him leave now just to see how he will react after getting the news that he also has the potion.
…
Time turned and it was the next day.
"Sir!" Nalant just got up from the bed when he heard a call from outside the door.
"Come in!" This call was not from Lilia, who helped him get up every day, but from Vivian.
Vivian was arranged by Narant to rest in the study last night so that she could better comfort Bessie when she woke up.
Now it seems that his fifth lucky girl has woken up.
Sure enough, after receiving the order, Vivian followed Lilia and walked in. While helping her sister serve her master, she said: "Sir, Bessie has woken up this morning. I will deliver the lucky girl as you ordered.
I told her what happened."
"She is following Shirley and the others downstairs for breakfast!"
"Well, okay!" Nalant nodded, quickly dressed up under the service of the little maid and Vivian, and then went downstairs.
As a lord, he naturally needs to be calm in his behavior, so Nalant was not in a hurry to find his new lucky daughter.
Instead, he went to the restaurant and had a sumptuous breakfast in a slow and orderly manner.
After finishing breakfast, Nalant went to the vestibule.
"grown ups!"
"grown ups!"
"Lord Lord!"
When Narant came to the front yard, several girls were basking in the warm winter sun. Shirley was the most happy and affectionate, pulling Bessie, who was still a little restrained, to chat.
"Well, you all know each other now?"
"Yes, sir, Bessie said that she is willing to stay in the castle like us!"
"Oh? Bessie, is it true?" Nalant looked at the newly acquired lucky girl with satisfaction.
"Yes...yes, Lord, Bessie is grateful for the talent given by Lord, and is willing to help you!" Bessie lowered her head and sighed.
"Very good, Bessie, let's try your talent now!"
With that said, Nalant led a group of lucky girls out of the castle.
Although he could roughly understand Bessie's ability from the Lucky Girl illustrated book, he still didn't know exactly how effective it was.
Soon, Nalant took the girls to the sugar cane forest not far from the castle.
He chose a sugar cane forest that was only half as tall as a man, and told Bessie: "Bessie, go over and get close to these sugar canes and see what will happen!"
"Yes, Lord Lord!" Bessie nodded upon hearing this, and then approached the sugar canes with some anxiety.
Although she heard Shirley and others talking about their magical talents, she really didn't know how to use or display this talent.
However, before Bessie could feel uneasy for a long time, she suddenly trembled as she went deep into the sugar cane forest.
Because she actually felt that a sugar cane next to her seemed to be whispering to her, welcoming her arrival.
"Is this...is this the magical talent given by the lord?" Bessie was like a dream at this moment.
Although she had never seen sugar cane in the Northern Principality before, she also knew that plants could not speak, and all they had was the sound of the leaves rustling in the breeze.
But now she can clearly tell the difference. This is not the sound of swaying branches and leaves.
"Are you talking to me?" Subconsciously, Bessie asked softly towards the sugar cane.