"Well, at least you accept that you are a dumbass," she remarked, still skeptical but pausing to hear him out.
"Now, what do you want from Dracula?" she asked, her tone less aggressive but still guarded.
"I am an alchemist myself," Nexus confessed, a hint of vulnerability in his voice. Dracula's laughter, echoing through the workshop, resonated with disbelief. She dismissed Nexus's claim as if it were a mere fabrication.
"I am an alchemist, but I am looking for the best to work with in building the best alchemy furnace that can be built," Nexus continued, hoping to convey the seriousness of his intentions.
"You? An alchemist?" the young girl pretending to be Dracula scoffed, her skepticism unwavering. "You are just a liar. I wonder why I listened to you.".
"No, I do not lie," Nexus tried to explain. "I truly am an alchemist, and I need your help."
