Chapter 404: The Miraculous Cooling Ointment

Diego Santee hurried over. He dipped a fingertip into the black ointment and brought it to his nose. The herbal aroma felt sealed in, the texture steady and uniform. It had been refined perfectly, even better than he had expected. Diego let out a quiet breath. Cooling Ointment was notoriously finicky to make. The fact that it had turned out this well was skill, yes, but also luck. He took out several clean porcelain bottles he had prepared in advance and carefully filled them one by one with...