"Then why are you still loyal to Gustav? Why don't you submit to another master?" Jacob asked.
"How could I do that? I should remain loyal to my master until the end of time.
I couldn't turn my back on him just for some supplies! Besides, I joined the Mystic Vessel Sect and became an alchemist to help the poor, suffering village folk. With the world becoming increasingly more selfish, everything comes down to money and resources, of which the village folk possess neither. We can't just watch them suffer and die from their ailments, could we?" Zander said indignantly.
Jacob gave Zander a look of admiration. In the mundane world, where people were even more wicked than those of the Ethereal Realm, a kind soul like Zander was a rare gem.
Soon, it became Jacob's party's turn to collect their rations. Zander hurriedly produced a list and approached a young disciple who looked to be in his early twenties.
