The Last Sky Kingdom Twin Princess My Destiny Belongs to You

The Nameless Potion

"The end of my call is understood by you! I've been waiting for this meeting for a long time, why don't you go back to Lady Cristal? " say that figure.

"Stop all this! Isn't everything you have enough, so what's all this going on for? " ask Clara turning her body.

A torch in the hands of the figure made the face of the figure clearly visible, now the eyes of his two clashed. Sharp and cold, though, the two of them stared at each other without anyone wanting to budge even though the figure displayed a slight smile on the tip of his lips did not make Clara change her stiff facial expression but there was a part of her as if missing the figure in front of her, noah what happened to him until still fixated in the depths of the figure's eyes.

"Didn't becoming the Ruler of All Nature become the Desire of All?This is just a simple wish "answered the figure.

Silent....

"Join with me? No one has ever escaped my palace except you" said the figure again.

"Meeting in vain, Your intentions are absolute. The next meeting will be the real one! " clara replied with her eyes closed.

"This road is my breath, don't you know it's my fairy? For the same reason your droplets of blood became the beginning of my goal, did you forget it was my Fairy? " said the figure raised his facial expression.

Wusshs....

The figure's words have been a definite answer that the figure will not change anything and indeed the path he hopes will stop the war is now no longer expected, he said,meeting that figure is the same as wasting his time and whatever his speech does not need to be included because there are other things that are more valuable to think about. No matter which figure it was, it would be angry or upset at him, it would be better for Clara to leave that gloomy place and stop expecting endless things while the figure is still gawking because of the actions of the girl who captivated her heart.

"Whether it's you or not my elf. But if it's true I'll have to come back to face you later, Lady Cristal. "murm the figure and leave the gloomy place.

.................

In the middle of dozens of people who were sprawled saw people who could still stand shoulder to shoulder, treating one by one without distinguishing from any aspect. The fog that looks thicker makes a coughing sound heard from every corner alternately as if scaring each other, his eyes looked for someone who had been given the responsibility of solving the problem in this place. But among his many people who are sprawled like a sunfish on the coast makes it difficult to find his teacher, it is, it was precisely his heart that felt sorrow and pain hearing the groans of pain with a desperate heart voice.

Braaks... (Sound of someone falling into a table)

"Let me help you, please show me where the potion is. " said Clara trying to pick up a young man who had been limp helpless with his clothes that had smelled of rancid and bloodstains at some point.

In a hurry a girl helps him to finish off the young man and takes him to a cottage that looks like a hall for a gathering in the village, after sitting down the young man quickly the girl entered the cottage. A moment later the girl took someone else out of the cottage and told him what had happened to the man about the young man lying down and Clara had already saluted her teacher with sign language.

"Bring the urn and give everyone one glass of water from the urn" said the Reverend.

"Okay sir" replied the girl and hugged the urn that the Priestess referred to.

"Greetings Lady." said the pastor.

"It was the priest. I don't want to get any more attention, how's it going here? Like it was so bad" said Clara cutting Salam the reverence of the Priest for her.

"This fog is getting thicker and thicker day by day, even on the first day I entered this region the fog is still only in the starting place. Some of the herbs I have made but still have not healed them, even the ingredients of the herbs are very limited" said the Reverend while giving the potion to the young man.

"The honey that's left is just a little, it won't be enough for everyone here. There must be another way to cure them all without exception, right here must add ingredients of herbs that live some. "the pastor replied with a sad and guilty look because he felt failed to treat people.

"Is there a special room for the priest? Let me help you and let's get this thing done together" Clara said gently.

Without answering Clara, the Reverend walked into the cottage followed by Clara by passing through several rooms until finally stopping in a room with a pungent aroma, a small fireplace that burned the furnace boiling stuffing in the cauldron. The bitter aroma mixed with his other scents signified the room of making potions and sure enough on the table that his height was limited to his stomach was lying ingredients that were quite recognizable by Clara, Clara, The priest who was still checking in with occasionally added ingredients into such a large cauldron.

*Blue Light Door* said Clara and touched the back of the door.

Back of the wooden door was slowly coated with Blue Light perfectly evenly, made Clara smile and entered the door and after a while she returned with a bamboo in her hand with some of the materials she needed. Approaching the priestess who was still stirring the potion in the cauldron, her sad and grim face made the priest unaware of Clara's actions.

"Let the Pastor rest, Let me help" said Clara after putting the bamboo and materials in her hands on the table and helping the priest to go to the Blue Light Door.

"Why is it different? This air is not as crowded as the air in the previous place" said the Reverend who was just aware of the change in air flow in his breathing.

"Let's rest, this door will open until I disappear. Let me make potions, Master is already very tired and needs rest" replied Clara who felt sorry for her teacher.

"But." said the pastor.

"It's Order! Remember the health of the teacher as well, let me do my duty as a student. This is my devotion to my Master, Pastor and Grandma. So let me do my duty" Clara said firmly and left the pastor.

"All be an excuse for you son, even calmly cover up our shortcomings. Suppose that Risa still exists would definitely be a happy mother to have a daughter like you" muttered the Reverend.

After making sure the Priestess did her Desire, she now focused on the potion in the cauldron where it looked very deadly despite alleviating people's pain. By replacing one other cauldron on the stove, Clara began concocting a potion with ingredients that were certain to be sufficient for Everyone, making the dosage as it should be. One by one the ingredients were added and several times the potion looked discolored, until a few hours the potion was finally finished and only needed one last ingredient.

"I think this is enough for everyone. This plague must stop because Sana has started to become a blood red color and hopefully Starla can protect all of it" said Clara and opened the bamboo lid and poured it into the cauldron.

Curer...

The herb which was originally a deep black color is now turning golden yellow, a change that occurs after mixing the ingredients with the last ingredient. A stranger's startled voice rang out in his ears, with the person's panicked face approaching the cauldron and repeatedly opening his eyes as if in disbelief.

"Relax the priest, this potion will stop the plague in this region. I've made an antidote potion as well as a cure. Just give one person a tablespoon for adults and a teaspoon for children, surely no one drinks more than that otherwise the consequences will be bad. " clara said to divert her teacher's disbelief.

"Son, isn't that the Honey of life? " ask the priest pointed at the bamboo on the table.

"We'll talk about this later Pastor, I have to go back to the Palace. And one more thing, pastor, make a shield after everyone gets this potion. Excuse me, Pastor " said Clara.

Wuush...