"What are you doing here?"
Zia watched Eren, who was standing in front of a closed cauldron, looking like he was lost in thought.
"Hmm? Why are you here?" Eren came to his senses and turned around. "Ah right, what a silly question. This is also your place."
"Anyways, I am done here. I will take my leave." Eren went past Zia and left the room. "You can have the room."
"Alchemy isn't a child's play. Since you helped me with what I needed, I will let you go. But next time, I won't allow you to play around and waste rare herbs," Zia reminded Eren, who was walking away.
She assumed that Eren had already used the herbs and ruined them. It was impossible for him to use the sixth-grade herbs successfully, after all.
If it was someone else wasting a sixth-grade herb, she would have been even more upset. But it was him, so she only gave him a reminder.
"Best of luck for reaching the eighth realm, my dear disciple."
