Alantina Online: The Greatest Sword Mage Reborn As A Weak NPC

"So let me get this straight…." Alice sat on the bed, eating her sandwich that she got for breakfast, and looked at the priestess in front of her. "Vance being able to make potions is considered to be on the same level as a head priestess? So you bow like that to the head priestess?"

"It is customary only in official settings or if she is creating holy potions," Miri explained.

"But… Holy potions are easy to make…." Alice's words went into Miri's ears and then out the other as she shook her head and chuckled. "If holy potions were easy to make, everyone could make them. It takes hours to just make a single…."

"There, one hundred made. Now to make more!" Vance's words filled the room, causing Miri to stiffen, and in a robotic fashion, she slowly turned her head to look at the vials filled with red fluid lying on the table in shock.

"What!? How!? I do not believe it!" Miri ran over and snatched the red vial in Vance's hand and opened it up, and sniffed it. "Wha…. But how!? This is impossible. It takes a long time to create a single holy potion. The ingredients are rare and need to be exact, and the mana infused into them has to be just right, or it will weaken the effect!"

"Miri?" Vance was confused as to what was going on. "Health potions are made with common ingredients. They can be found anywhere on the side of the road."

"What!?" Miri gently put the potion on the table before walking a few steps and collapsing onto the floor. "Then why did I spend all this time traveling!? I was heading to the capital to learn how to create holy potions. I was found to have skills in alchemy…. This is just…. Whaaaah!" Miri broke down and began crying.

"Ah…. Vance made her cry." Alice teased from the side as she got up and knelt down next to Miri, and hugged her.

Vance scratched his head as he stored away his potions and looked at the crying girl in front of him. "Sorry?"

"Why are you sorry!? Is it because I wasted eighteen years of my life under the tutelage of the church only to find out that the thing that was most revered by the masses was something anybody with some knowledge could easily create!? Are you sorry because I spent eighteen years learning stupid scriptures for no reason!? Because I spent half my life worshiping a goddess who probably does not exist? Because I traveled all the way here, almost falling prey to perverted men and getting lost more times than I can count!? Is it because I have yet to find a boyfriend!? Or because Alice's breasts are too small!?"

"What the hell do my breasts have to do with anything!?" Alice yelled out as she pushed Miri away from her. She wanted to know why her chest was even being brought up!?

Vance really did not know whether to laugh or feel very bad for suddenly breaking the spirit of a priestess who was supposed to be devoted to their faith. Miri, on the other hand, felt the need to answer Alice's question. "But you pressed them against me, and I was pricked by your ribs!"

"Stop talking about my breasts, you brainless priestess!" Alice was starting to get really angry. She turned to Vance and asked: "What do you think!?"

"I find your breasts to be very appealing," Vance replied earnestly. He truly liked his palmed sized breasts just as much as he liked his big breasts. Each size had its own benefits.

"Humph!" Alice snorted at Miri as she continued: "See, my breasts are just fine!"

"But Alice, that is because you are like the odd one out." Cynthia decided to go for the kill. Alice looked around to see that Sally, Cynthia, and Miri were all bountiful women in that area, leaving her to truly be the odd one out.

"Being odd is fine as long as Vance likes them!" Alice pursed her lips and walked over to Vance, and sat in his lap. She pulled his hands to her chest and said: "Massage them. I heard it makes them bigger."

"Pfft!" Cynthia burst out laughing. Sally turned and did not dare look at her princess while Miri tilted her head to the side. She did not seem to understand the meaning. Alice ignored the crowd as she enjoyed her breasts massage.

"Anyway, Miri, the potions you looked so highly upon can be made by anyone with a bit of know how. Vance taught me how to make one as well. I do not wish to make you feel like your life was worthless, but this is just how it is." Alice finally got back on topic.

"I see…." Miri felt defeated. She looked around the room at the three girls, then at Vance, and a flash of determination suddenly appeared in her eyes. "Then, I will not go to the capital! Vance, please take me as your disciple!"

"Huh!? How did we come to this!? Don't you need to go to the church!?" Alice was confused why was this girl suddenly wanting to become her man's disciple!? She was even prostrating herself again to Vance!

"I see no reason to keep being part of a church that is lying to me. While my faith for the Holy Saint will never change, I will not be lied to any longer." Miri replied. She truly did not wish to be lied to any longer. She saw with her own eyes a man who was not part of the church easily making potions like it was nothing.

All eyes turned to Vance to see what he was going to decide. Because no matter what, he was their team leader. Vance rubbed Alice's breasts while in deep thought before asking: "Can you heal?"

This was the most important question of all. Vance knew he could not bring someone around that was unable to do much of anything but get lost. But if she could heal, this would be a different story. He could then give her a system and form a team of five. He would also have the numbers needed to start a guild.