Fusing Top-Grade Medicinal Herbs

"How did you suddenly become the owner of this manor? Is it really okay for us to stay here?"

Zeke sat on the bed and carefully tore off the blood-stained cloth strips from his body. In the meantime, his scabbed wounds were torn apart, causing him to grimace in pain.

They were in a bedroom of one of Miles Manor's guards. The guards naturally did not share the cow shed with the farmers and had one room each to themselves. That was considered a benefit that Miles gave to his subordinates.

"It shouldn't be a problem."

Zenoah was also there. As he spoke, he glanced at the little golden lion pacing back and forth in the bedroom.

It was Watson who left behind that lion, saying that it would protect them and avoid anyone disturbing them.

When he met Zenoah's eyes, the little lion puffed out its chest proudly and patted its chest with his front paw. It was as if he was saying, 'You can rest assured with me here', like a dutiful guard.

What an intelligent magical beast.

Upon seeing the lion, Zenoah thought of Watson, who had just left in a hurry. He did know what Watson was up to, so he lowered his voice and asked, "Zeke, don't you feel that our Watson isn't quite the same as before?"

Previously, Watson was full of vigor and always liked tagging along with Scarlet's hunting trips. In the end, he always ran too fast and fell when he chased after his prey, causing his calf to break. He went home and cried for a long time. Watson also did not eat properly and always broke his bowl... Such similar incidents were aplenty, necessitating his older siblings to take care of him all the time.

As of then, Watson no longer followed Scarlet. On the contrary, it was Scarlet who became more and more attached to her younger brother, even going so far as to research magic. On that day, Watson even came alone to save them. His calm judgment and exceptional courage made him a completely different person from the crybaby.

"Big Brother said that Watson found a powerful master. The Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken was also given to him by his master. I don't think so!"

Zenoah looked at the lion on the ground again. He could sense an aura similar to that of the Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken from that magical beast, "Moreover, Watson's personality has changed too much. I've never heard that learning magic can change a person's personality. Watson is mature and wise, like an adult noble."

Zeke and Zenoah had always been known for their cleverness. There was basically no one who was smarter than them among their peers. That was something that the two of them were very proud of. However, no matter how proud they were in the past, they were now more confused as to why their bumbling eighth sibling would suddenly become smarter than them.

"It is suspicious when you mention it! But don't make wild guesses. No matter what the truth is, Watson will always be our brother. When it comes to that change in personality, all we can say is that our brother has grown up to be an outstanding person."

Zeke smiled slightly and continued to tear the cloth strips on his body. According to Watson's words, they had to first tear off the clothes that were attached to the wounds, and then wipe their bodies properly to remove the dirt. Only then would they not be infected.

Zeke did not understand what an 'Infection' was. Watson's later words, such as 'lack of antibiotics' and 'it could lead to tetanus', were completely incomprehensible to them. Perhaps Zenoah was right and their younger brother had changed a little.

However, these changes were all for the better. What was there to be unhappy about?

...

At the same time, in the next room.

"Lord Watson, these are all the medicinal herbs in the manor."

Alan pointed at the two bundles of medicinal herbs on the ground and said respectfully.

In this world, medicinal herbs were rare materials. There were not many of them, but they could be mixed into medicine. A good medicine could not only cure diseases, but also increase one's strength. Therefore, it was very expensive. However, only pharmacists knew the formula of the medicine. If an ordinary person was injured.., they could only wipe their bodies with medicinal herbs.

There were only around 200 sets of medicinal herbs in Miles Manor, and more than half of them were Dalman grass, which was only helpful for external injuries. This kind of medicinal herb grew in Misty Forest and could be sold for ten copper coins each.

Zeke and Zenoah had been beaten for so many days, and not only did they have serious external injuries, but they also had clots in their bodies. Those medicinal herbs alone would not be of much help.

After hesitating for a while, Allen said, "Lord Watson, why don't I go out and ask a pharmacist to come back?"

"Do you know any pharmacists nearby?"

"I don't know, but there must be one in Monte Town."

As the nearest town, Monte Town was very prosperous. It had everything.

"Monte Town is far from here. It's nearly four days' journey to and from here. I can wait, but my third and fourth siblings can't."

"But..."

Allen wanted to say something but could only sigh when he saw Watson's determined gaze. He wanted to say that even though bringing back a pharmacist might take a long time, it was still better than Watson personally doing it. Watson was only a ten-year-old child, so he could not possibly know anything about treating illnesses. If he were to act recklessly, Zeke and Zenoah would probably die in less than four days.

"If only I knew about healing spells, it wouldn't be so troublesome! Unfortunately, among the four major professions, healing can only be mastered by a priest, and priests can only learn it in the church in the town. It looks like I have to go to Monte Town when I have the chance," Watson whispered.

Injuries and illnesses were inevitable in the course of life. In order to let his family live a better life, he had to make early preparations.

As for now, there was no need for him to go through that much trouble.

Watson looked down, and the information herbs on the ground immediately appeared in his eyes.

[Iron-tier herb: Dalman grass]

[Effect: external use, accelerates the healing of wounds. Weak effect.]

Other than Dalman grass, there was also another Iron-tier herb called 'little lampgrass', which was used to treat weak bodies.

"These herbs are enough. System, fuse them for me."

[Congratulations, master, for successfully fusing 200 herbs into a Gold-tier herb: Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng.]

The two bundles of herbs on the ground disappeared in an instant and fused together, turning into a palm-sized ginseng with dense roots. It slowly floated in the air, emitting a pungent fragrance. As it swayed gently, it flickered with rainbow-colored lights, as if a rainbow had been cut from the sky.

[Gold-tier medicinal herb; Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng]

[Effect: after ingesting it, it can heal all injuries. It is the most effective for professionals below Gold-tier. The stronger the user, the weaker the effect.]

[Additional effect: after ingesting it, one's lifespan will increase by 100 years. One will gain 1,000 catties of strength. When ingested by a man, he will gain half an hour of combat strength in bed.]

Watson looked strangely at the effects of that medicinal herb, Watson's expression was strange. The first effect was not bad, but the last one, where a man could 'gain half an hour of combat strength in bed', would probably delight his father.

Plop!

Just as he was thinking about this, the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground suddenly came from beside him.

Watson turned around and saw Allen kneeling on the ground, staring at the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng in his hand with a trembling gaze. "This is... If I'm not mistaken, this is the king of ginseng, the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng that men dream of obtaining, right?"

Alan was only a bronze-tier warrior, so he did not know much about precious medicinal herbs. However, he knew about this ginseng. This was because the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng was very famous. Ordinary ginseng had the effect of nourishing the human body. One color would be added to it after every hundred years, turning it into Single-Colored Ginseng. The Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng had seven colors, which meant that it had been growing for at least 700 years. It was the best of all ginseng, and each one was worth a thousand gold coins.

Usually, the great nobles would treat men's hidden diseases or use it to cure erectile dysfunction. There was no need to consume too much ginseng. One bite was enough to ensure that a man's golden spear would never fall, and no man could possibly resist such temptation.

Watson frowned. "So what if it is? And, why are you kneeling again?"

It was indeed the Seven Treasures Glazed Ginseng!

Upon receiving the affirmative answer, Allen's lips began to tremble. He did not expect Watson to not only be able to fuse with Gold-tier magical beasts, he could even fuse with medicinal herbs. The magic that Watson had mastered was simply too miraculous.

"Lord Watson, Sir, my... My leg hurts! My Lord, can I have a bite of this ginseng? Just a little tiny bite."

"No."