Hellbents
Chapter 147: A Glimpse of Hope
Contrary to what Ava was worried about, River's condition recovered quickly. Ten minutes after giving the antidote, the effect on the muscles limp and sleepy, until finally sleeping, River's face also began to have color. An hour later, the man realized.
He did not dare to look Ava in the eye.
"Don't you feel weird?"
"I-Ah, I'm fine, Princess," River bowed respectfully, his head lowered like a child who was afraid of being scolded.
Seeing such River even made Ava upset.
"Hey, it would be more polite if you looked into the eyes of the person who asked you to speak," the sharp tone that was involuntarily tucked out made Ava startled by her own words, let alone River who had been agitated from earlier, the man practically jumped out of the mattress so nervous.
"You're still a patient, don't move much!"
"Y--B-good, Princess."
The girl clucked.
Can't, the two of them won't be able to talk normally if it continues like this.
Maybe it's better that Ava comes back later, after River is no longer scared and she's no longer anxious not being clumsy, causing her to be "a little bit" sensitive.
"Rose, take care of him." Ava decides to stand up, leaving her personal servant in order to keep an eye on River's recovery. Ellijah follows Ava's steps without being asked, instead looking happy.
As Ava exited the room, the girl was immediately greeted with a capitalist smile Ezra.
Ah, true. The prince is here too.
"How's Mr River doing, Princess Eve?" Mr River? Pft, Ezra's intention to look good before him was clearly reflected, greed shining in the golden eyes of the third prince.
"He's getting better, he's been able to talk normally. However, dry skin that has been cracked and scratches obtained when acting aggressively need further treatment using different drugs."
"So .. the antidote worked."
This is Ezra's true objective, making sure.
"The process remains to be monitored as this is still the first case, but at least the patient's common sense is back to it."
Ava can see Roy secretly punching the air behind Ezra, a sign of victory.
"Truly good news, Princess."
"That's fine, Prince."
"If you don't mind, will the Princess take the time to have tea together? Ah, Duke Frost is also welcome."
"Thank you for the invitation, but it's a pity that I have an appointment."
Of course the new mayor doesn't have that brain.
With the antidote in place, now what reason would justify his planned execution mandate?
Whatever it is, Ava won't listen, because she knows everything just becomes nonsense.
He will crush the incompetent leader.
***
Unfortunately, Ava was not prepared to accept the response given by the mayor.
"Please, help us, Princess. Help me!" An elf who normally exuded elegance in their every move, was now prostrating despair at his feet. Tears and snot flowed freely from the messy face.
Ava initially intended to visit the mayor's office to give him a word about his reckless decision, if unsuccessful he would threaten his position as Oranera's new leader. But he was preceded.
It was the mayor who first met Ava in front of her inn. Apparently he had heard the presence of the antidote from the rampant plague. After finding out that the patient he was carrying, River, was in the process of healing, the mayor begged to be given the remaining antidote, it turns out his daughter was also exposed to a zombie outbreak, the mayor said, hidden in the basement of the house rather than being taken to a quarantine stadium.
Of course, the riots managed to attract the attention of people around. Not long after, Ava was surrounded by prostrating residents, asking for her help.
"Mr Princess may not remember me, but I once rode the same ship as the Princess when the frog monster attacked. Please save my family again!"
"Mr Princess and I once played cards together! Please give my brother back to how he was."
"I am the owner of the herbal shop that Mr. Princess visited. The Princess can take anything from my shop to cure my son!"
You know, the competition "who knows the Princess better" occurred, a little hope that the princess' sympathy was stirred and made them turn.
Hm, Ava does not intend to keep the antidote prescription secret. Despite being ignorant, he knew that this matter concerned the safety of many people. But the problem is of course the supply. Oranera alone already has a high demand, he believes the Uflaria side who heard the news here will also demand the stock of existing bidders.
Unfortunately, in the past week during her trip on the ship, Ava only managed to make 3 bottles.
He needs resource assistance.
Fortunately, Ezra showed up.
From the message sent by Roy, Ava already knows that the prince intends to invite her to work together in dealing with this zombie outbreak. Of course, this was included in Ezra's series of efforts to score in the struggle for the throne of Egoceolon. Freeing the whole world from the threat of a plague must be of great value.
The proposal is not bad either.
Only by submitting the antidote prescription, Ava will profit in the form of royalties as the owner of the patent. Let Ezra regulate manufacturing production, sales, and distribution. This way Ava will not be responsible for losses in making products, because she herself is still difficult to make. Imagine that Ava is able to concoct 10 bottles every day, and in a week only 3 are successful, meaning the success rate is less than 3%. Perhaps the possibility will increase if Ezra finds a reliable alchemist, after all Ava is only a clever trickster, not a chemist.
Starting that night, Ava had a passive income.