Maria looked around the freshly tidied workspace. As expected, the medicine box in the corner contained some unprocessed medicinal materials.

“Now, I'll show you how to make the simplest pills," Maria stated.

“W-what? Make pills?"

Isla was bewildered.

Just half a month ago, she had been at the Jenkins family's Lowest rank even among the servants.

Now, she was going to make pills for real.

This defied Isla's intuitive understanding of the world.

Making even the lowest-quality first-grade pills was the equivalent of being a first-grade pill alchemist.

The fact that she, Isla Jenkins, a lowly servant who came from nowhere and knew nothing better, would become a first-grade pill alchemist was simply hard to imagine!

An hour later.

“Miss, I failed..." With tears welling in her eyes, Isla bowed her head.

She was freaking out as she clutched the charred pill in her hand. She knew from experience that if she so much as dropped a dish or plate Reuben would have her hung up and give her a severe whipping.

Now, when Maria had asked her to make pills, she had instead made a dreadful black object rather than the first-grade medication pill.

Isla was terrified. She had just squandered the Jenkins family's precious pharmaceutical materials, after all.

“Why are you crying?" Maria smiled in amusement.

“It's your first time making a pill, so of course, you'll fail."

“But... I used the Jenkins family's pharmaceutical materials for nothing..." Isla said timidly.

Maria patted her head to calm her down.

“I'll continue to teach you all you need to know about making pills, and it's okay for you to squander a few ingredients along the way."

She then Lowered her head to Isla's palm and sniffed the black pill.

“Besides, who said you made a failed pill?"

“What?" Isla, her eyes red from crying, raised her head and gazed at Maria in bewilderment.

She had seen a Concentration Pill before; it was as beautiful and white @sS a pearl. The one on her palm was as hideous and dark as coal. Was this not enough proof that she failed?

“Miss, it's black," Isla pointed out quietly.