Loran was wrong, dead wrong.
She had severely underestimated people’s survival instincts.
Upon learning that mana pollution could be solved for 2 silver coins, people from even the neighboring districts flooded into the Old Port District on New Bud Street.
After all, the zaun mana furnace had been on the market for half a year, and the number of people suffering from pollution had accumulated to a significant amount.
This made life miserable for Loran.
Three more days had passed since the guards came to help.
Her breasts had grown to the point where they were affecting her center of gravity.
For this reason, she had to spend another two gold coins to purchase a new nun’s habit from the system.
The problem didn’t stop there.
Now, her appearance didn’t look like a nun’s at all.
What kind of nun has such a shameless figure!
And wearing a tight-fitting nun’s outfit at that.
Those who didn’t know better would think a succubus from Pink Harbor had run out to solicit customers.
Now, even Jenny would trance-like call her “mommy” when she saw her.
The cold and aloof Renee couldn’t help but reach out her little paws to touch her, though of course, Loran didn’t let the Little Loli succeed.
The only good news was that these days were about to end.
[adept-grade stabilizer – Formula Generalization]
Price: 10,000 faith points.
Its effect was to replace Loran brand milk in the formula with other materials, at the cost of weakening the potion’s effect.
Loran regretted it to the extreme.
She shouldn’t have upgraded her magic first, which made her drag it out for three days to collect enough faith points.
“My meat buns, you don’t have to suffer anymore…”
Loran looked at the formula provided by the system and let out a long sigh of relief.
The Loran brand milk on it had already been replaced with ordinary household milk.
She immediately began to concoct the stabilizing potion.
Refining the stabilizing potion using the new formula was significantly more difficult.
Even with the [Resuscitation Furnace], Loran almost failed.
After refining the potion, Loran put it into treatment to test it.
The potion’s effect was reduced by about 15%, which was completely within an acceptable range.
…
Outside the New Sprout Street Church, Kariel looked with a headache at the Royal Guards monitoring every entrance.
These people were hiding in every corner, carrying new types of mana detection tools, which made it impossible for her to turn into a black cat and sneak inside.
She had thought that as the local snake, her reaction was fast enough.
But the arrogant little brat, the Third Princess, reacted faster than her.
Who let the “zaun mana furnace” be her precious treasure.
This was also the reason why Loran had been able to stay in the church peacefully for the past few days.
This was hard on Kariel, who had been squatting for two days without finding a chance to sneak in.
Since she was now a severely injured cripple, apart from charm magic, she was at most an intermediate mage now.
A relatively powerful intermediate mage.
However, the one who came this time was the Third Princess, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
If it had been the Fifth Prince, it would have been a disaster.
The Mark of Desire on little Loran’s tummy was a very high-level magic technique.
Unless she returned to her prime, she had no certainty of removing it.
If that gloomy Fifth Prince and little Loran were in the same room, he would definitely pose the cute Little Nun in eighteen different ways.
If that happened, wouldn’t she become an incompetent husband!
Damn it…
simply unbearable!
Fortunately, that Fifth Prince should still be busy wooing legions in the north and shouldn’t run back to the royal capital.
…
At the entrance of New Bud Street, a luxurious magic carriage slowed down and drove toward the church.
The accompanying guards drove away the crowd, clearing a path for the carriage.
The empire’s genius of magic technology, the Third Princess Elizabeth, was in this carriage at this moment.
She returned to the royal capital this time because the “zaun mana furnace,” which she led the design of, had a mana pollution scandal.
And the source of this news, according to reports, was a Candidate Saintess from the Church of Light.
And the kind with no background.
What’s more interesting is that this Candidate Saintess also produced a potion to deal with mana pollution at the same time.
This made her even more suspicious of the possibility of grandstanding.
Those moral hypocrites in the Church of Light were best at superficial work to win people’s hearts.
Unlike their Cult of the Steel God, which was very pragmatic and worked hard for the well-being of the common people.
…
“Make way, make way, royal commissioner visiting.”
“Get lost if you don’t want to die!”
The area outside the church garden suddenly became noisy, accompanied by the chaotic sound of military boots.
Loran had to come down from the second floor and pull Jenny, who was working, aside.
“What’s happening outside?
Why is it so noisy?”
Jenny shook her head blankly.
Renee also heard the movement and ran out from the treatment room wearing glasses.
They quickly lined up in two rows, standing side by side on the left and right in front of the main gate.
“Imperial Princess, Elizabeth Lionheart, is here to visit the Church of Light!”
The guard made a loud sound, and then, a petite figure with golden hair walked in.
The girl’s height was estimated to be less than 1.5 meters, and her golden curly hair was groomed to shine.
A pair of crimson eyes were full of arrogance, her chin slightly raised, having a momentum of looking down on the world as if she were the only one supreme.
The first glance Loran saw, she confirmed it.
This was a golden-haired little bitch, the kind that could make people angry to death.
…
After Princess Elizabeth appeared, Loran also reacted quickly.
Although very surprised, she still walked quickly to the front and performed standard aristocratic etiquette.
“Welcome, Your Highness the Princess, to guide us.
I am the manager of the church, Loran Kahn.”
“May I ask what I can do for you?”
Elizabeth was stunned, then looked at Loran up and down in disbelief.
This was the person she was looking for?
This figure and dress…
wasn’t this a milk cow that ran out of a succubus nightclub?
How did she become a Candidate Saintess?
Elizabeth frowned and looked at the maid beside her.
The maid immediately understood, took out a document from the spatial item, and handed it to her.
Elizabeth looked at the photo in her hand of Loran just becoming a Candidate Saintess.
In it, Loran was wearing a thick nun’s robe, her chest was flat and plain, looking innocent and pure.
Her gaze kept moving back and forth between the photo and Loran.
“Hmm…
it is indeed Loran Kahn, just looks more lewd now.”
Hearing this made veins pop on Loran’s head.
Sure enough, she was a little bitch, daring to say such bullshit to someone’s face.
“Sister Loran, I heard that you developed a potion that can treat mana pollution?”
“I am very interested in this, can you introduce it to me?”
Loran secretly thought, as expected, after all, her small church had gained some heat recently due to the stabilizing potion.
Just didn’t expect it to attract the Third Princess of the Empire.
This was a good opportunity, a good opportunity to make a lot of money!
On Earth, this would be like a micro-enterprise meeting a big leader; it would either be a disaster or take off.
She was clearly about to take off; this Third Princess looked like she was here to invest.