The Doctor Cured The Villainess And Ran Away

“Then let’s get started.”

The Empress declared solemnly.

This is the Prayer Room, which is also used for gatherings. It’s a small church on the mansion grounds.

Our family’s attendant brought two transparent bottles. The liquid sloshing inside is holy water.

Father and the Empress have a serious atmosphere.

Each of them likely has different reasons.
The Empress has likely invested a fortune in a gamble, hoping that I somehow unlock the saint’s talent, making her shiver.

Father is worried about me messing up.

Everyone is too serious.
If they’re this tense, things won’t go well.

“Just give it to me quickly without stalling.”

I snatched the holy water from the attendant. He was worried the bottle might break and focused intently on my hand.

Don’t worry. I have no intention of wasting it.

I remove the cork of the holy water and take a sniff.

“Is it spoiled? It smells a bit sour.”

“Uh? It’s the finest holy water made by our family’s healers. Holy water can’t spoil…”

“Haha, just kidding.”

Without hesitation, I poured the contents of the bottle into the chalice in front of me.
This is part of the process to activate the chalice’s ability.
It doesn’t matter if the liquid inside is just plain water, but for some reason, they decided to go with the finest.

If I had the choice, I would have used orange juice. People in this era lack vitamins.

“The Prince will blossom his talent by drinking the holy water in the chalice. Whatever it is will be shown as a pattern on the surface left in the cup.”

The Empress explained.
So it’s revealed through a pattern here.
I guess I can see it through the status window.

“Well then, please recite the prayer.”

The Empress requested Father. He took out the scripture and opened the pages.

Doing that doesn’t change innate talent. Is this some kind of local superstition that ensures a five-star when you hold a ritual during a lottery?

The result is predetermined.

Without hearing more, I gulped down the contents of the chalice.

“Wait a second!”

“Ugh, it doesn’t even taste good.”

As I wiped my mouth with my sleeve, the Empress stared at me in shock, mouth agape.

Thud, I placed the chalice down on the floor.

“Alright, let’s check it now.”

The surface of the remaining holy water shimmered, drawing a pattern.
The Empress immediately prostrated herself and buried her nose in the floor. It’s amusing to watch.

Sakura? It’s a sakura!
A line I feel should be said instinctively rises to my throat. I barely hold back my instinct and focused on the status window.

Hmm.
Suddenly, snap, a headache struck, wrinkling my brow.
I narrowly restrained the urge to vomit.
It must have been the revolting taste of the holy water I just drank.
It tasted like vinegar that had been fermented for months.

Ah, I feel a bit dizzy.
The text on the status window distorts.
My eyes aren’t focusing right; my vision is blurred in double.

What the hell are they trying to give me?

[The effect of the Cup of Revelation is activated.]
[The lock on talent is released.]

Yeah, I get it. I just did a shot.
Hurry up and let me know what it is. I’m dying to know. I need to know what it is before I faint.

[Talent has been unlocked.]
[Medicine (S) skill tree is now available.]

“Wow.”
The talents I had were definitely two.

One of them is [Medicine].

‘Medicine is definitely not a skill tree that should exist in the original work, right?’
It’s a concept that doesn’t exist in this world at all.
Did my knowledge and talents from before reincarnation just transform into skills?
Now I understand why I had two talents.

‘I like it.’

Now to check the basic skills I currently possess.

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○ Medicine D

A skill to treat subjects based on modern medical knowledge.

· Diagnosis D

Partially assesses the patient’s condition.

· Prescription D

Improves the condition of the diagnosed patient slightly.

· Emergency Treatment Mastery E

Performs emergency treatment a little faster.
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‘Starting from D. It means there’s a system where I can level up by gaining experience or unlocking the next skill. I can raise it up to S.’

These are the best skills I can use in this world.
Though I only see Diagnosis and Prescription right now, won’t skills like Dermatology come out later?
After all, among doctors, dermatology is famous for its light labor and good earnings.

This is a jackpot.
The corners of my mouth naturally rise.

“I got it! This pattern is…!”

The Empress exclaimed as she looked at the cup.

Come to think of it, there’s also one more.
The talent that belongs to this body, Lars Gothberg, initially possessed.

‘I wonder what will come out here.’
The Empress, foolishly, is unaware that talents like that of a saint or a divine one do not exist originally.
Neria’s talent is just one of divinity, which increases her healing ability. Being chosen as a saint happens much later.

Since I’m getting this, I should use it well.
With a dizzy head, I scrolled down the status window to confirm the next line.

“What is this…? …What does it say?”

Anger spreads across the Empress’s face as she listens to the attendant’s explanation.
Naturally, it’s a reaction because I am not a saint.
Holding back a laugh, I confirmed my second talent.

[Talent has been unlocked.]
[Alchemy (S) skill tree is now available.]

‘Alchemy?’
Now that’s an unexpected item.
“Alchemy!? It has nothing to do with being a saint!”

The Empress jumped to her feet and started pacing frantically.
I shrugged my shoulders.

“Oh dear, I guess I’m destined to be an alchemist? Father, should I head to some mine to dig up copper now? Just rubbing my palms together, I’d become rich in no time!”

I tossed a joke, pretending to ignore the gravity of the situation, and the Empress grabbed the back of her neck.

“My God. How could I have trusted this brat… Oh dear.”

“Uh? Your Majesty, I think I just heard something strange?”
The Empress bit her lip in frustration.

“You heard wrong. Congratulations on unlocking your talent, Prince.”

“Ah, but then again, I have to take the attending physician’s exam. How could I use alchemy? They say it’s some awesome artifact, but it’s nothing much. Would you like to give it a try too, Your Majesty?”

I picked up the chalice.
As I did, the chalice began to melt and disintegrate starting from the handle I was holding.
Of course, it’s a one-time artifact.

“Oh dear, they said it was expensive, but why is it so flimsy? Hehehe.”

“…I must really be losing it.”

The Empress spun around and stomped out of the Prayer Room.
I continued checking the status window.

―――――――――――
○ Alchemy D

A skill that enhances or changes the properties or characteristics of substances.

· Enhancement D

One characteristic of a substance improves slightly.

· Compression E

Reduces volume while maintaining the properties of the substance.

· Synthesis E

Synthesizes into a substance with the characteristics of two substances.
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‘Huh? Wait a second….’
After reading the explanation, an idea popped into my head.
In this world, alchemy is a skill typically associated with a secondary job.
In other words, compared to skills like swordsmanship or magic, it can be said to be useless.
Usually, it’s only used on metals to improve the quality of iron when crafting armor and cut down on costs.
It’s typically a supporting profession for blacksmiths but…

‘It’s not limited to metal, is it?’
I can use it on all substances!
If I combine this with my knowledge of medicine…
‘It’s practically a pharmaceutical skill!’
Could I create medicine in a world where healing spells can only heal wounds?
I’d be raking in money hand over fist.
‘This is also a jackpot.’
Satisfied, I stood up from my seat.

“Lars, are you okay?”

Father asked with worry. I nodded my head.

“Yes. For now, aside from feeling a bit dizzy, I’m fine.”

“Let’s go get you some healing. I’ve prepared it.”

Father seemed to be worried about the side effects of the chalice.
I appreciate his trust, but I’d rather see it myself than receive the frustrating healing.

“I think I’ll be fine if I rest for a while. Don’t worry too much… cough cough, ahem. Don’t worry.”

“Hmmm… If you say so.”

“Yes. Cough cough.”

Strangely, I keep coughing.
I feel like I’m having trouble breathing.
I continued to check the status window.

[You’ve received a debuff.]
[Continuous Health Decrease E (Growth Type, Unremovable)]

What’s this?

“Father.”

“Yes, Lars.”

“It’s nothing major, but cough cough, I might need a bit of support… maybe….”

“Lars? Lars!”

I could not finish my sentence and lost consciousness.

*

[Health has decreased.]
[Health has decreased.]
[Health has decreased.]

“So, this means….”
Just by breathing quietly, my health decreases by 0.1 each time.
If my health reaches 0, I die.

“This is ridiculous. Cough cough!”

The next day, I woke up in my room, coughing up phlegm mixed with blood.
Currently, my maximum health is 4.
What’s left is about 2.8.
The only good thing is that while sleeping, the rate of recovery exceeds the amount being cut off.

“Neria is just a bit shorter and that’s it.”
Why am I on the verge of death in just a few days?
After all, I got engaged to a wicked woman who’s trying to kill me.
“Still, I’ve unlocked two talents.”
Alchemy and medicine.
One of them isn’t something that just sprouted from the ground.
It’s my knowledge from before reincarnation that crystallized into skills.

I always thought I was running in place, but somehow I feel pleased that my results are recognized.

“It seems easier to delete the bad ending.”
But before that, if I collapse first, it’ll be meaningless.
Is this the price for talent?

“Justice for talent? Nonsense.”
No matter how I look at it, this feels exceedingly unfair.
If the luck stat was displayed in the status window, it must surely be in the negatives down to the underground.

“Then I have to overcome it with talent.”
I have to heal myself.
After all, isn’t it just a matter of restoring health?

“Medicine, alchemy.”
Let’s write a prescription and make some medicine.
The patient is myself.
It’s the first consultation of a quack doctor.

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