Argas shrugged and proceeded to knock on the door.
"Coming!" An answer came from within and the door swung open a moment later, revealing an old granny whose eyes brightened as soon as she saw Argas. "It's you! You're early this month. I thought you wouldn't be here until a few days later." Her eyes then fell on Theodore. "Who might this little gentleman be?" She asked in a kind tone.
Argas guffawed and patted Theodore's back a bit too hard to the point he almost vomited out his guts. The teenager glared but in the end, he had to swallow his anger as he was reminded of Argas' words earlier. "This is my mentee, Theodore. From now on, he will accompany me around here. You don't mind, do you?"
"Of course not." The granny smiled jovially. "The more the merrier. The house has been getting a bit too quiet so it's better to have more people."
