The Stranger was very happy.
She didn't know how her companions were doing at the moment, but she was indeed very happy now.
Because the guest she was receiving was completely beyond her expectations—
"Yes, I also think that the Philosopher's Stone is unattainable. It goes against one of the essential principles of the Path of Balance, 'equivalent exchange,' hence it is actually a misguided goal."
The girl with sea-blue curly hair and a gentle appearance was now sitting in the private room, endlessly chatting with the young man in front of her.
The young man looked more like a boy than a man. Even if he seemed no longer young, and might even be approaching or have reached his thirties, he still had a shy and timid air about him.
He had messy black hair and wore black-framed glasses. His clean demeanor, more akin to a scholar than a nobleman, was completely out of place in the opulence and decadence of this setting.
"I think you are absolutely right!"
