"Mr. Hamilton, heal me too. I still need to find my way back to camp later. I don't have your ability to face a god head-on."
Miss Violet extended her hand to Shade. He nodded and took that soft, fair right hand. Silver Moon shimmered as a steady output of spirit acted upon reality in the form of the Four Elements. The Thirteenth Ring Great Witch closed her eyes and let out a long breath.
"I'm afraid I'll still need your help with the sacrifice. I'm certain we don't have anything suitable to offer a god."
"But what kind of sacrifice does that god actually need? I don't believe a god merely wants lake water, dew, and tears from us."
Shade thought for a moment.
"Let me think. Is there some special liquid that can increase Wisdom after being drunk?"
"Of course there is."
Miss Teresa gave the answer.
"Before exam week every year, people at the Academy sell things like that. But I don't think those banned drugs are the answer."
"Yes, yes. 'Potions of Wisdom,' 'Intelligence Elixirs'—they're all fake, not one's own Wisdom."
Shade immediately nodded. During exam week, Doctor Schneider had mentioned similar potions to him.
"Besides potions, there is also a special liquid known as Water of Wisdom. It is an exceedingly rare alchemical material."
Miss Teresa continued.
"Then where can we find it?"
"Wherever the God of the Lake appears, the living water nearby will naturally transform into Water of Wisdom. And the closer it is to the god, the stronger the water's supernatural effects become."
Miss Violet provided the answer. Shade glanced back at the tower. It was indeed common for special materials to appear at the site of a god's descent, but unfortunately, he could not bring them back to his own time.