Baby Pharmacist Princess

After that, I couldn’t remember how the party went on.

Gergys was eager to find out what happened in the sphere of light, and Dad looked very worried.

Still, time passed, and the plum wine that I worked hard to make with the kitchen staff appeared at the party.

“Uslum? Uslum isn’t even drinkable as tea…”

“Isn’t the young Princess a bit too eager?”

One negative opinion.

“If you really made wine out of Uslum, it can’t be called Uslum anymore.”

“Indeed, it needs a proper name!”

“They say Uslum was also used to make medicine! Maybe this is an opportunity to turn something useless into something valuable!”

One positive opinion.

Because of the Pope’s blessing, the interest in me was quite favorable.

Grandfather glanced at the wine in the clear glass bottle and sniffed it first.

“It smells good. But can it really replace beer?”

“Yes! I made it with my own hands, thinking about health.”

“Hmm… Uslum, a useless fruit.”

Honestly, if Grandfather doesn’t like it, the quest fails.

So I can’t help but be nervous!

“Cherishe also made medicine with Uslum. Please trust me, Your Majesty. How about tasting it?”

“If you insist.”

Grandfather didn’t look very pleased.

But as promised, he poured the wine when Idsys urged him.

I watched the scene nervously and pulled up the hidden quest window in front of me.

It clearly said, ‘If Emperor Raerhod tastes and is satisfied, the reward will be given.’

If he’s not satisfied, nothing will be rewarded.

Then it happened.

‘Huh, again…?’

Grandfather glanced this way.

Specifically, at the status window I was looking at!

‘No way… really no way.’

A chill ran down my spine.

Fortunately, Grandfather took a sip without saying anything.

And another sip… no, it was already the fifth sip.

Then the commotion began around us.

Mainly from the nobles of the Wynn faction, who were delighted.

“I’d like to taste it too!”

“His Majesty seems to like the new wine.”

“Indeed. Why else would he drink it without a word?”

“He’s truly remarkable. As expected of royalty!”

“A rumor that a royal family member could be foolish was always nonsense. It must have been a lie to undermine the royal family.”

“You know, I always believed…”

Bang!

The growing voices suddenly stopped.

Grandfather had slammed the table with his palm.

“This is…”

Then Grandfather started trembling.

This is?!

“This is revolutionary!”

Ba-dum!

With Grandfather’s shout, the cello played dramatically. At the same time, sparkles burst in front of my eyes, and the sound of gems piling up filled the air.

[♡ Hidden Quest Achieved ♡]

‘Suggest a different type of drink to Emperor Raerhod besides beer.’ Achieved!

A reward of 100 million gems will be given immediately!

I did it! Success!

Now I can go to the Dragon Shop Street on January 1st!

I was so happy that I held my cheeks to keep them from falling as I stomped my feet.

People at White Night Palace were charmed by plum tea, and His Majesty by plum wine.

I could rule the world with plums!

* * *

Meanwhile, Emperor Raerhod was almost fainting.

He prided himself on having tasted everything over his long life.

So when he first saw the ‘Uslum wine,’ he was not impressed.

The color was quite pretty, but how could it compare to beer?

The smell was also just decent, somewhat nice…

“It’s a completely new taste.”

“!”

“At this point, it’s not easy to find anything new. I’m very pleased to experience something new.”

The noblemen were anxious at his solemn evaluation.

“No, just how delicious is it…”

“I’m really curious about the taste. Does it perfectly capture the essence of plums?”

People with more money than they know what to do with are always crazy about new things.

By the time the fever for ‘Uslum wine,’ recognized even by the Emperor, spread like wildfire.

Raerhod clicked his tongue as he looked at the half-empty bottle.

To drink this constantly, it would be best to set up a brewery in the Celestial Palace.

I must buy the recipe from my great-granddaughter.

Raerhod was not one to think of underpaying for anything.

Good things should be paid for properly.

‘Something this fresh deserves at least an island.’

No, that might not be enough.

It might be better to add a mine.

Then that child can handle funds more conveniently and achieve anything.

“I’m jealous. His Highness the Prince must have tasted it already, right?”

“…”

“…Surely, you haven’t not tasted it…”

Vikal didn’t respond. Or rather, he couldn’t.

Raerhod smiled slyly at Vikal and raised his glass.

“Great-grandson, would you like to taste it?”

“I’ll drink it when I return to White Night Palace today.”

“By imperial decree, I declare that until 7 AM tomorrow, only the Emperor may drink Uslum wine.”

“Don’t abuse imperial decrees!”

Vikal was genuinely annoyed, a rare occurrence.

He wanted to ignite the alcohol sliding down his annoying great-grandfather’s throat until it evaporated completely.

He was about to move his hand to cast such a destructive spell when a small voice stopped him.

“Dad, I’m sorry…”

Looking back, his tiny daughter was clutching his hand with drooping eyebrows.

* * *

‘I didn’t know the Emperor could be so petty.’

I should have let Dad taste it in the morning.

But who am I?

I’ve been playing this game for 8 years, the mastermind and kingmaker!

I’m good at handling situations.

When Dad started looking really uncomfortable, and the nobles couldn’t be more focused.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a jar of ointment.

It was Calendula ointment in a very precious-looking container.

“This is for Dad.”

“For me?”

“Yes. I didn’t give this to the Emperor.”

I spoke loudly and clearly so everyone, including Grandfather, could hear.

Everyone’s ears seemed to grow 1.5 times bigger as they focused on me.

I smiled widely and lifted the pearl-inlaid container, then kissed it loudly.

“Ta-da! Special Calendula ointment with Cherry’s kisses!”

I saw Dad’s eyes widen slightly at my charm.

The surrounding people went wild.

“Oh my, how cute…”

“I don’t think Lady Kienna was like this… Lady Cherishe is very lovely!”

“I want to raise a daughter too…”

“Why don’t you get married first!”

I smiled happily and handed the ointment to Dad.

“This is just for you.”

“Really?”

“Yes!”

“Thank you.”

Dad patted my head gently.

Then he stood up straight and dramatically displayed the ointment.

“Look at this. My daughter’s genius.”

“Ooooh!”

“How filial and kind-hearted she is. She said she would distribute this ointment to commoners soon.”

“Oh, is it effective for wounds?”

“Yes. It will be essential for commoners. They will use it daily.”

Each time someone showed interest, Dad’s lips twitched, wiggled, twitched, and wiggled.

Grandfather… looked down with a ‘Well done’ expression, sipping plum wine.

‘Now, someone should be coming to challenge this, right?’

…As soon as I thought that, I saw Alexandra approaching.

Her eyes were sharper than usual today.

She seemed very upset.

“But isn’t that illegal?”

A sharp voice cut through the crowd.

Alexandra looked at Dad confidently, as if she was right.

Yes, her strength was her boldness.

Alexandra hadn’t come alone to make that claim.

“Ahem! Excuse me for the rude question… but does the Princess have a license issued by Haphneous Temple?”

A high-ranking priest.

Talking about a license that a four-year-old couldn’t possibly have, how sly.

“Sorry, but without a proper license, that medicine cannot be acknowledged. It’s about maintaining discipline, even for a Princess.”

He looked very smug.

I didn’t want to get close to him.

I grabbed Dad’s sleeve tightly, and Dad patted my back reassuringly.

“I see. Then I won’t personally own or use this.”

“Sorry, Your Highness the Prince. But we can’t just overlook this personal medicine making…”

“So, you’re going to take away my daughter’s first gift to her father?”

Dad’s aura grew dangerously calm.

It was so intimidating that I feared something bad would happen if left unchecked.

“It’s your fault, isn’t it?”

Then Alexandra turned her anger towards me.

“My goodness, committing an illegal act without any shame!”

Her eyes swept up and down me, full of certainty in her victory.

She believed I couldn’t escape this time since it was clearly my fault.

Well, she’s not wrong, but…

‘There is a way out, though.’