The Prince's Beloved Servant

Orcis Flower Potion

Yurika came out from inside a hut wearing dry clothes given to her. Apparently, the prince's loyal bodyguard stayed at the place. Meanwhile, Prince Adrian himself stayed at the residence of the Nobles of Jansen.

Outside the cottage, the man was lighting the fireplace. He was wearing his black clothes. The long black hair that was originally severed was already tied back. He is so handsome with his current appearance.

"It's over?" he asked when he realized the existence of yurika who had been standing in front of the cottage door.

Yurika walked closer towards the fireplace. He sat next to the man.

"Drink!" Ezra gave him a glass of drink.

Yurika received the drink. A glass of warm drink that has a very fragrant aroma like the smell of roses. He immediately drank the drink.

"Geek!" Yurika immediately spewed out the drink that went into her mouth. He thought it would taste as good as it smelled. As it turns out, the resulting aroma is really deceiving. It was as if he had just drunk raw bitter melon juice. It tastes really bitter.

"You don't like it?" ask Ezra astonishment. "But this drink is very good for the recovery of our people's energy. Especially for the worker elves, this could restore stamina."

"It feels a little strange. But, if you're used to drinking this, it doesn't feel that bad." Ezra sipped a drink in his glass.

Yurika looked at her drink. Just this time he felt something that was bitter, yet it smelled very fragrant. His body still feels very sore after working all day. He still doubts whether the drink can really cure aches in his body.

"This drink is made of Orcis flowers that are widely found on the banks of the river. The shape is small clustered and purple. In addition to being used as a drink, Orcis can also be pounded to heal wounds on the body. Try drinking!"

Yurika looked back at her glass. It was also impossible for Ezra to tell a lie or to deceive him. He pinched his nose with a finger and drank a little by a little drink in his glass. It was as bitter as drinking a glass of bitter melon juice.

"Well! Huh!" Finally one glass of bitter drink he managed to finish.

At the beginning of being an artist, Yurika had studied in the department of pharmacy. Little did he understand about drugs and chemicals along with their benefits. In his present world, medicine processing technology did not yet exist. People make medicines still with traditional ingredients available in nature. He became curious about what kind of orcis flower Ezra meant.

"So, why did you want to kill yourself?"

Yurika turned towards Ezra. He was also confused to explain how. If he said he was from the future, maybe he would be considered crazy or possessed by an ogre.

"I ... actually ... Actually I'm not strong enough to be a worker elf!"

Ezra laughed again at the answer. "Have not each of us been created according to our own abilities and destiny?"

"I don't think this is called ability, but compulsion." Yurika looked seriously at Ezra's eyes. "We are forced to work hard just to be able to eat to survive."

What Yurika said was truly from the heart. All day working with the workers, he saw their blank stares. As if his life was meaningless, they worked tirelessly like a machine that had been tuned for power.

"Aren't you the one who said that if an elf killed himself it would turn into an ogre? Working elves like me have no choice but to continue to work hard while waiting for death naturally if they do not want to be reborn as the damned creature."

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