No matter how many times he experienced it, the experience was always novel.
It didn't take him long to sort out all the memories. Immediately, David's eyes flashed with interest.
"So this guy was an Alchemist, huh." David muttered, his voice laced with interest.
Aron was a one-star alchemist from the Smallsun village; coincidentally, he died inside the Bloodmoon Ancestor spiritual space while fighinting a loosing battle.
However, that wasn't important. What really mattered was that now that David had absorbed his memories, he could also be considered someone who knew a little bit about Alchemy.
David's thoughts were interrupted by a loud voice.
"This arrogant guy was defeated so quickly."
Borrito said in disdain while pointing at the screen displaying Lucas' fight.
The sight was truly disappointing to watch. Lucas pitifully struggled against the five opponents' lethal attacks; it was a miracle that he managed to last for so long.
