At lunchtime, Lind saw Miko, whose aura had become somewhat strange, in an enigmatic state that seemed both present and absent.
The reaction that was supposed to occur from drinking the Magic Potion was finally happening.
It was indeed good news.
A High-ranking Wizard was about to emerge in the territory.
Would the production of the Magic Potion speed up, for instance, having one person look after thirty to fifty crucibles?
"What are you thinking about?" Miss Miko's eyes lingered on Lind's hair for a while.
When she met Lind's gaze, she said, "I think it's quite nice when it's fluffy."
Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to comment.
"It will block the eyes," Lind gestured near his eyebrows with his hand.
His long golden hair made Lind's cheeks look softer, while short hair would enhance his rugged demeanor, making him appear more aggressive.
Lian really liked it when he was more aggressive.
