It seemed like all the abilities were status abilities. … I might as well let the shield absorb them. Please read this chapter at for faster releases But hey, I was the Shield Hero, not the neighborhood pharmacist. In the end, I made six nourishing drinks, and a sizable portion of medicine.īut it was hard to make anything of a high quality, and so I don’t think I could make compounding into regular work. It was hard to know if I was coming out ahead. And the apothecary was buying them from me at a good price. Hmm… It seemed like I could make a variety of things from the grasses in the fields and mountains. Medicine: quality: fair to normal: helps cure sickness. Nourishing Beverage: quality: poor to fair: effective for fatigue: quickly nourishes the person who drinks it She might start yelling in the night, so I decided to try and finish up my compounding as soon as I could. She seemed, oddly, more upfront and honest than she had been yesterday. It said that my shield’s level wasn’t high enough. I let the shield absorb the hair and tried to keep Raphtalia from noticing. I was cleaning up the pile of hair when my shield started to react. Raphtalia spun around the room, smiling and giggling. The style seemed a lot more normal than how it was before.
I cut off hair that was too long, so that it fell around her shoulders, and that was it. I ran my fingers through her hair to get an idea of what needed to come off, then I took her knife and started cutting. Really, leaving it like it was would be the worst thing to do. I won’t give you a weird hairstyle or anything like that.” I decided to take care of it when we got back to the room. She seemed to really enjoy the food though, so I didn’t say anything.Īs we sat there, I realized that she had some other issue I needed to work on. I wanted to tell her to eat or nod her head, but not to do both. “We’ll be out in the fields tomorrow, so eat your fill tonight.” She looked hungry enough to eat my portion as well, so I ordered some more. Raphtalia ate in silence but held my hand the whole time. The waitress took our menus and went back to the kitchen. “Give us two Delia sets, and some Naporata.” I thought it was reasonable to give her a good meal. My wallet was finally filling up, and we would spend the next few nights out in the field. Raphtalia had never been to the restaurant, so she didn’t know what to order. The potatoes we had earlier were like a pre-dinner snack. Raphtalia’s stomach started to rumble again, and so we left the room to get dinner at a restaurant. The sun fell below the horizon, and it was night.