
* Cling cling *
Fiona wanted to ask who she was waiting for before deciding what to do with her but hearing the bell again she repeated her sentence to the new person who entered.
It was another child, but this one had an aura of glory to him, paired with his beautiful white skin, golden hair, beautiful blue eyes and a dazzling smile, she said, one day she will be a female killer.
“Greetings beautiful lady, have you come?”
“I'm afraid not yet, why not sit down for a while? I'm sure he'll be here soon.” He pointed to the chair beside the small coffee table at the side.
This one he could accept, the reason was clear and the master he was looking for was probably the old man. The man sent a dove a letter with a message saying that he was retiring from the academy and was on his way to return, he anxiously waited for him while making his shop as good as possible to intend to show off his achievements to him.
He could think of nothing else to say to the two youths and decided to just look at what was coming from behind the table.
About thirty minutes later the familiar figure came, the old man had cut off his short silver hair and big brown eyes with a hint of gentleness.
He looked around and saw the two young men then a mischievous smile appeared on his face.
“So, which one of you has made progress with my daughter?”
Heard what Sir. Leo said I wanted to reply, but as soon as I opened my mouth, I saw something flying and hit his face.
Pak . Leo fell to the floor with a sad but happy face and next to him was a book with the title “how to make alchemy wirings & diagram” which may have been an unknown flying object a while ago.
“Will you not talk about such nonsense in front of the guests, sir?” The officer's voice still sounded soft as before, but somehow it gave me goosebumps.
“Ahaha is indeed a bit embarrassing for me to be like this in front of my magang.” Slowly getting up he cleaned himself up before turning to the boy in the other corner.
“So, will you be kind enough to introduce yourself young man?”
Hearing himself mentioned, the golden-haired boy stood up and showed a calm smile.
“Greetings to the great alchemist Leonardo Varius, I am Mahatma Burkan, son of Maharashtra Burkan owner Soaring Swallow.” With that he bowed politely.
“Ah so you son of Maharashtra, then boy tell me what the old man wants.” Leo seemed happy to hear the name and there was some sort of glint in his eyes.
“So, is that the old man you were waiting for?” Ask a soft voice beside me.
“You shouldn't be too uptight talking to me, it's only natural.” Smiling, he patted my head. “So, what is your relationship with that old man?”
“How can I relax after seeing how ferocious you” say hello to “man?” I smiled wryly. “Although I am still inexperienced, I am his student,” I said before taking a few steps to the side and bowing to him politely.
She looked at me with the same smile as before, but I could feel her staring at me from top to bottom.
“What can you do, Son?” He asked after a few seconds of awkward silence.
” . . . Excuse me?”
“I said what can you do? Making potions? Magic circuit? Golem assembly?”
“Eh .. I guess potion making?”
He nodded his head and glanced at Mr. Leo before picking up the book he threw and returning to the back of the table.
I wanted to follow him but someone suddenly grabbed my hand and dragged me.
“Now after you finish talking to my daughter, let's move on to the next destination, Mr. Burkan, please lead us to Soaring Swallow.” Leo said as we walked out of the store and replied “happy” by the golden-haired boy, from his voice it seemed like he was ahead of Master. Leos.
Since I was helplessly dragged, I could not hold back the slightest tear.
“I didn't get a chance to borrow that book. . . ‘
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Fiona watches the three leave her shop with complicated emotions, first she feels disappointed that her father didn't say anything about her shop and second aid because her father is still the same even after so many years.
Sitting behind a desk he could not help but close his eyes and smile as memories surfaced in his mind, then his expression turned into a frown as he recalled the other boys.
‘A new student yes. . . I hope you don't repeat your father's mistakes. ‘
Turning his head away, he stared at a book on the table with the title “how to make alchemy wiring & diagram” and muttered.
“That reminds me .. Why is the boy staring longingly at this cheap book?”