Arknightcraft Modpack

“Where did you pull out such a huge thing from?”

Almost everyone asked this question simultaneously. No matter how you looked at it, the way Steven casually reached behind him and pulled out something seemingly impossible to have been hidden on his person was shocking in every sense.

“Let’s not worry about such trivial matters. Just think of it as my special Originium Arts. Now, come on, my dear daughter, it’s time to drink your medicine.”

Calling out to the slightly sulky Gladiia, who was pouting after his words, Steven gestured toward the large milk bucket in front of him.

When he held it in his hands earlier, it felt no larger than an ordinary cup. But now that he placed it down, its size was staggering.

Thinking about it, though, it made sense. In Minecraft, an iron bucket can hold one cubic meter of water, roughly equivalent to a ton. Scaled proportionally, its size seemed about right.

Gladiia didn’t find Steven’s actions strange—she’d already seen his peculiar skills. To her, this was just another one of her all-powerful father’s abilities.

But as she approached and saw the enormous bucket of milk, even her childlike innocence couldn’t stop her from being utterly flabbergasted.

Was this really meant for drinking and not for bathing?

The bucket, nearly the size of a bathtub, was filled with a pure white, creamy liquid that exuded a rich milky aroma. The smell wasn’t unpleasant, and she trusted her father wouldn’t harm her.

But this amount? It was overwhelming, to say the least.

“Yes, I know it might be a tiny bit excessive,” Steven admitted, scratching his head. “But trust me, drinking this will absolutely do you no harm. You’re at a crucial stage of growth, and this will help you grow stronger.”

He spoke like a parent trying to convince their child to eat more vegetables, waving the banner of health benefits to coax Gladiia, who had taken a step back.

Even Steven himself was struggling to keep a straight face. It was a bit much.

“What are you even planning to do to her? This doesn’t look like medicine at all!”

Finally snapping out of her initial shock, Gavial glared at Steven with suspicion. She wasn’t buying the “Originium Arts” excuse. This was clearly just an ordinary bucket of milk. She could recognize the smell anywhere.

At this point, Gavial was wondering if Steven came from some obscure, isolated village and was practicing ancient folk remedies.

Frankly, a full bucket of milk like this might not restore Gladiia’s memories, but it could very well kill her from overconsumption.

“Yes, what are you planning for my companion? Even if we owe you a debt, this is too strange!”

Skadi, too, was regaining her senses after Gavial’s outburst. Her expression grew stern as she stepped forward to stop Steven.

The size of that milk bucket was already too outrageous to be normal!

“Why don’t you trust me? This stuff really is harmless! If you don’t believe me, just try it yourselves. I guarantee it’s non-toxic and safe.”

Shrugging, Steven looked helplessly at the two girls blocking his way.

Still, he went ahead and did what he needed to do. Pulling a ceramic bowl from his backpack, he scooped out a portion of milk and handed it to Gladiia.

He wasn’t sure what effect drinking less than a full bucket might have, but it was worth a try.

Compared to the intimidating bucket, the bowl seemed far less daunting. Gladiia, who had no defenses against Steven, naturally took the bowl from his hands and downed the creamy white liquid in one go.

Then, under Steven’s expectant gaze, Gladiia licked her lips and let out a cute little burp.

And… nothing happened.

The dramatic scene Steven had envisioned—where Gladiia would suddenly recover and launch into a fierce attack—didn’t materialize. She simply looked as though she had enjoyed a regular bowl of milk, even appearing eager for more.

It became clear that her amnesiac state wasn’t some sort of buff but more of a self-protective mechanism in her brain.

Convinced the dose might have been insufficient, Steven scooped another bowl of milk and handed it to her, watching her eyes with growing anticipation.

But all he got in return was the same innocent and childlike gaze, completely devoid of the cold and piercing sharpness she had when he first met her.

“Total failure.”

“Obviously!” Gavial snapped, exasperated. She had paused her own protests to watch Gladiia’s reaction but was now questioning why she had even expected anything.

If milk could cure illnesses, then what was the point of their work as medics?

Out of curiosity, Gavial dipped her finger into the milk and tasted it. It was unmistakably just milk, even retaining a faint warmth, as if freshly drawn.

Where on earth did he get something like this?

Just as Steven was lamenting his failure and listening to Gavial’s complaints, an unexpected incident occurred.

A dark shadow darted toward the milk bucket and dove headfirst into it.

For a moment, both Steven and Gavial froze in disbelief. Even Skadi, who had been moving closer to Gladiia, was stunned. None of them expected the supposedly unconscious Abyssal Hunter to leap out of her bed and plunge into the milk.

Not only that, but the girl was laughing uncontrollably while gulping down the milk, her laughter tinged with an almost delirious euphoria. Steven couldn’t help but frown.

“How long has she been in this condition?” he asked Gavial with a furrowed brow. Compared to this girl’s bizarre behavior, his daughter seemed like a blessing.

“Stop analyzing and help me restrain her! Something’s definitely wrong with her!”

Gavial had initially dismissed the girl’s outburst as a regular tantrum, but now she could hear faint cries of pain beneath the crazed laughter. Alarmed, she called out to Skadi for assistance.

When these Abyssal Hunters went berserk, they could destroy the entire infirmary.

Before Gavial could finish her warning, the girl crushed the milk bucket in her grip, sending the creamy liquid spraying everywhere. She finally looked up, her face twisted in pain, revealing a delicate yet tormented expression.

“Why does my spine hurt so much?!” she wailed.