A long time after, Alfred slipped into the hidden room, a small, dusty storeroom located outside the Diligence family compound. His face was lit with excitement, a stark contrast to the dimly lit space around him.
The room smelled of old wood and musty fabric, with crates and barrels stacked haphazardly against the walls.
Waiting for him inside was the dwarf, who had a nervous yet eager expression on his face. Next to him stood a man in clerical robes, a solemn figure with a stern, morally upright demeanor. This cleric, despite his austere appearance, wore a mischievous smile as Alfred entered the room. He, too, had his own hidden ambitions.
Alfred wasted no time. "Is what I read in the book true?" he demanded, his voice urgent.
The cleric nodded, his eyes glinting with anticipation. "Yes, that slave girl young master Eunid purchased at a high sum is the one with the Cauldron body and spirit, a cultivation child of the heavens."
