The broad-browed young man was outside after a breath, running away at the sound of his footsteps. Two minutes later, he came back with another person as thin as a tree branch.
"Give that boy some manners, and he's caught my arm!"
Although the person who came seemed to be the same age as Bonbi, his speaking style reminded people of the same age as the shop owner. The protrusions around the corners of his slanted eyes were the most distinctive feature of this person, and if you looked closely, you could see that they were shining at intervals.
"You need to analyze that potion!"
The shopkeeper didn't care what his guest said, preferring to tell him what to do.
"Why, what will I get in return?"
Asked to analyze the contents of the bottle Edgan had left, the man was taking it easy, not taking a glance at the emerald-colored bottle before bargaining.
"Rice pudding, sugarpare and baklava. Is it enough?"
