I Reincarnated as a Noble Bastard, So I'm Seducing All the Villainess
Chapter 36: Asking A Favor For A Genius Moth Alchemist

Chapter 36: Asking A Favor For A Genius Moth Alchemist

I’m pretty messed up after that fight with Lord Karthak, because honestly, there’s no other explanation. If my physique were even slightly better, I wouldn’t need that slut Leliana helping me heal and giving me medicine, but scaring her a little has good.

Now what? I can’t speak properly, in fact, trying to would be more painful than anything else.

Oh, I wish I had a pair of soft thighs instead of this pillow, this is making me miss Ravenna. Instead, I’m lying here staring at the ceiling, getting treatment, which makes me feel like shit.

Leliana explained earlier that assassins did indeed try to slit my throat, but both she and Leonhardt took care of them. Even the food brought into the room wasn’t put into my mouth unless they were absolutely sure it had no poison.

However, this makes me worry about the witch. Did the same thing happened to her? And what about the king? From what Leliana told me, after the terrorist attack, they took the old man away so no one would have a chance to kill him. The same goes for his children and the queen.

As for me, I’m just lying here, incredibly lazy, thinking about what to do with my life. The treatment itself is awful, with my stepmother trying to shove pills and herbs down my throat without wanting to hear what I have to say.

Thinking about it, I guess there’s a diary in a drawer nearby.

I open one of the drawers and pull it out along with a charcoal pen. Leliana raises an eyebrow, clearly wondering what I’m doing.

Well, hopefully she understands this, my handwriting isn’t the best. I hand her the diary.

"Are you trying to summon a demon, Darius?"

Ugh, thanks a lot for not being able to read hieroglyphs, you hag!

I take it back and rewrite all very slowly, being careful with every nuance of the letters to make it as legible as possible.

"Thank you, I’m not the best at understanding unknown languages... Let’s see... ’Call Moriah here, I need to talk to her urgently’. If you’re thinking about some elixir or potion for your recovery, forget it. We’ve tried everything, and now all you need is to rest for a while. Obey."

Argh! Stop being so stubborn, you damn woman! I snatch the diary back and write something again, handing it back.

" ’I want to give Moriah a recipe for an potent elixir. She’s the best alchemist right now, I’m sure it’ll work’... Hah. You give me so many headaches, boy. I don’t understand why you’ve changed so much in such a short time and why you remain so stubborn."

She runs her hand through her bangs and tidies them, but that’s enough for me to see a pair of heavy bags under her eyes. Wait a minute, Leliana lost sleep helping me? What the hell is this? Ugh, this is all so weird. You should realize with who you’re messing with, woman.

"I also didn’t expect you to retort to what the prince said at the table either. Your behavior changed a lot in recent weeks, especially inside the palace and regarding the royal family... you’re more uninhibited, less quiet about them. Before, you wouldn’t even look Kristia or her father in the eye, and now you had the guts to call your cousin small-dicked. This worries me greatly. Did you suffer some serious brain damage?"

I hate that every two words out of her mouth, ten are insults. Damn it, I know exactly how to improve my situation though! There’s a super badass potion in Sword of The Iron Maiden, it can help me recover overnight.

" ’Doesn’t matter, just bring her here! It’s an emergency, do you want to see your son agonizing longer?!’... What audacity, I hate when you call me "mother" or even call yourself my son, it’s an absolute disgrace... but fine, I’ll send a servant, if that’s what you want so badly."

Yay! Thanks, beautiful stepmother! I never criticized you, in fact, I love that you’ve taken care of me this far and are going to such lengths to help!

She calls one of the maids and orders her to fetch Countess Moriah immediately. As for me, I lie back down on the bed, feeling lazy from this victory.

It takes a few minutes for a response, which is good for me, because it gave me time to strategize how to get that large insectoid woman wrapped around my finger!

I still haven’t forgotten that I had to hit her to protect myself, and that maybe, just maybe, she still wants to turn me into some kind of taxidermied doll and have babies.

The second part isn’t bad, but the first is definitely the worst of both worlds. I don’t even want to know if I’ll have any trace of virility left when she dries me out...

Anyway, the doors finally open and a pair of antennae stretch out, with that beautiful pair of wings timidly appearing in Moriah’s curved silhouette. Ah, so lovely.

However, the worst part is she’s sniffing the air, looking for something, as if she’s found a familiar scent.

"Thank you for coming, Countess", Leliana greeted, rising with a slight bow. "My... godson Darius wanted to speak with you. We know of your involvement regarding Count Vandric, but he faithfully believes we could use your talents to help him. If you can, your sentence will be reduced."

Sentence? But didn’t I mention she was being coerced? Why do they still want to incriminate her?

"Understood, Lady Leliana..." Moriah returned the bow in a subdued and timid manner. "With your permission, but what would be the..."

Oh shit, she looked directly at me! Now I’m truly fucked, she recognized my face, that look of surprise says it all!

Take a deep breath, Darius, just play it right and I won’t die... Oh, she just climbed onto the bed so fast and her eyes are wide, staring down at me, I’m screwed!

The antennae on her forehead swayed back and forth, while the wings previously hidden by her dress opened wide on both sides in a strange sign of joy, I think? But what could she be feeling about me now? I have no idea, just please don’t cut off my dick or turn me into a statue right now!"

"H-Hello, Countess, it’s been a while, hasn’t it?"

"It’s you..."

She didn’t avert her eyes for a moment, keeping those golden irises fixed on me, resting both hands on the sides of my face. Moriah’s breathing also sped up. Wait, are you getting turned on just by seeing me?! Not in front of that slut Leliana, please! Another time!

"Ahem, I believe you must already know my godson due to his behavior", my dear stepmother called out, thank you for saving my ass. "Could you please step down so we can discuss this request?"

"Oh!"

Woman, I know I’m hot, but you didn’t have to attack me the first time you saw my face!

The Countess stepped off the bed, her face flushed with embarrassment. It suited her, especially after what she did, though I felt a sorry for her having so little fault for acting that way. Daddy here is irresistible, no one resist for long.

Anyway, I handed her a torn sheet of paper with the ingredients I needed.

In Sword of The Iron Maiden, alchemists are quite prestigious for being able to create elixirs and all sorts of different medicines, but at the very beginning of the story, this isn’t so evident because a certain character hasn’t entered the scene yet.

This character... what’s his name? I don’t know, but this guy creates monstrously strong and useful potions, so much so that he inevitably crosses paths with Leonhardt by making one of the most overpowered things in the story: a healing potion so potent that it surpasses traditional healing magic.

Of course, the exact procedure is impossible to figure out. It’s not like the author would just hand it over, so what I know are the ingredients and roughly how it was created, which is why I want to trust that Moriah will do the same.

" ’Make a healing potion with the materials below. I need to recover as quickly as possible. If you can do this, I promise to reward you in any way.’ "

Moriah recited it in a way that scared me, especially the last part, where I noticed a certain difference in her tone of voice as she read. I nodded, emphasizing what has written on the paper with my heart. Seriously, don’t take it too personally, I still want to be able to move my legs when all this is over.

"Quickly."

And that served as the nail in the coffin. The moth-woman found the list strange, besides, it probably had enough toxins in the materials to kill a whale. Still, she touched her lips with her finger, analyzing the thing with enormous interest.

"Alright, I’ll return shortly. I wish Lady Leliana and Lord Darius good health..."

"Of course, of course. Thank you, dear."

My stepmother dismissed her without further ado. Wow, what a delicate woman.

"Darius, what’s your relationship with the Countess?"

I shrugged. I’d rather not mention that I cuckolded Count Vandric and screwed Moriah good, that’s just for me and no one else.

"She seemed strangely happy. Since you won’t tell me, I’ll assume you had a secret affair with this woman too, just like you said about Ravenna during the trial."

Get off my back, stinky. Moriah smells way better than you, so do me a favor and just shut up!