40 Healing potion (2/2)
He knew what it was. It was the gift that Howen had handed over to them as a token of gratitude for saving his son. He just did not know what was inside. It was sealed tight and he never bothered to find out what it was.
”Don't be surprised. This is amazing.”
”What?”
”This is healing potion!”
Joonbum let out a laugh, doubting her words.
”Haha, that's funny… or. No?”
Joonbum looked puzzled. He started to realize that his mother was not joking.
'H-healing potion?'
It was unbelievable. He watched the silver bottle for a moment and suddenly shouted, ”Do-Doral! Doral!”
He stood up and quickly looked around to find Doral. He was up on the watchtower, smoking. Joonbum ran towards the tower.
”Oh, hey. You want cigarette? Or beer?”
”Both!”
Doral offered both his hands as Joonbum replied. Doral grinned and handed over the beer, which Joonbum drank. He gulped it down as he regained his calm.
”What's going on?”
”Oh, yeah. Uh, that bottle. Remember the bottle you gave me with the watum extract? What is it?”
”You mean the healing potion?”
”Healing potion?”
”Yeah. Healing potion.”
”The one you use to heal?”
Doral nodded as Joonbum asked again.
'Maybe it's different from what I know.'
Joonbum remained unconvinced as Doral seemed to be certain about his answer.
”The effect?”
”Effect? It's the best you can have for a physical wound. Even the big wounds can be healed in an hour. You know, when your arm is cut off or something…”
”What? Does it connect the arm back?”
Joonbum was astonished. It was a medicine that worked miracles. Doral nodded casually.
”Why? You seem like you've never seen it. It's not that common, but I'm pretty sure nobles have a bunch stacked up in their bedrooms. Good to have for emergencies, you know.”
Doral stopped and drank some more beer. He continued after letting out a burp.
”It's good for diseases too, but it can't heal everything. Say, if your arm is cut off, you'll bleed to death before it connects it back. Also, if you don't have the part with you, it's not going to grow it back. If you die instantly the moment your neck gets cut off or a bow penetrates through your head… it might heal the wound but you'd still be dead. It also doesn't grant you immortality.”
Doral explained its cons. Even with all of its cons, it was still astonishing.
'This- this is amazing.'
”How much is this worth here?”
”Worth? Hmmph. We have one for each family. I heard that it's only the nobles who have them for humans. Or some rich merchants, knights, and those sorts. I think the ones humans use are the weaker versions unlike the one Chieftain gave to you.”
”Weaker?”
”Yeah. Remember I told you it's good for disease?”
”Yeah.”
”The ones that the humans use don't have any effect on diseases. It's only for physical wounds. I heard even that costs them a small castle.”
”A castle?”
”Yeah, a castle.”
Joonbum took out a notepad from his pocket and started going over the pages, looking for the picture.
”This castle?”
It was a picture of a medieval castle.
”Oh, wow that looks amazing. Yeah, but not anything crazy like that. Much smaller and dull. I think this kind of castle is worth at least ten middle-grade healing potions. But you probably can buy about two of these castles with the one you have.”
Joonbum glanced back and forth between the picture and Doral. The cost of the potion he had was not easily conceivable.
'So, these people have one or two of these potions in each of their households?'
He always thought he was being very generous with all the gifts. He even thought he wasn't being treated well compared to how much he had given.
'What I gave them doesn't even come close!'
The potion was worth two big castles. The castle that was used for comparison wasn't some old, ragged place – it was a well-decorated giant castle that was still being preserved on Earth.
'What if I sell a few of these?'
He imagined how much he could bring in just by selling a few of them.