"… Five years. If you pay me 3 million in five years, you can take him away," Lydia said.
The price was not completely impossible for a promising alchemist, and the deadline was only something to urge Angor. It seemed Lydia decided such a condition on careful consideration without intentionally making it too hard for the young man.
And Angor had no problem agreeing to it.
"I'll wait here then. Hope you don't break your words," Lydia said as she floated to the sky to take it easy.
Angor grabbed Toby out of his pocket. "You wait here too. I'll be back soon."
Toby chirped unwillingly and approached the edge of the mist while waving his wings around, with obvious intentions.
Angor didn't really want to leave Toby outside. He wasn't sure whether Lydia would attempt something bad even though Lady Mirror and Tree Spirit were watching.
"Can I bring Toby inside, Professor?"
He had thought for a moment before he asked out loud.
