Frandin held his tears as he looked at Safran after receiving the offer.
"I'm sorry, Senior Safran. I already have a Master, so I can't be your disciple."
Frandin wasn't lying. Roan was, after all, his Master... Even though he wouldn't be teaching him anything else to him now that he had passed the test.
Safran nodded, not finding Frandin's words weird at all.
"As I thought. There's no way someone could make such a good pill in their first try without having a Master. I can only think how happy your master is, knowing that he had obtained a talented student like you."
Frandin smiled bitterly in response. Happy? That's the last word that came to his mind when he thought about Roan. Frandin even wondered if Roan knew what the word happy means. Still, he quickly put those thoughts behind his head.
"Thank you for the compliment, Senior Safran. Would I have access to the alchemist repository now?"
Safran nodded.
