"Good evening, young man!"
The shadow in the corner corrugated, resembling a rippling effect, and a Caucasian old man revealed himself; a full beard covered the lower half of his face. He was none other than that old man from earlier.
He spoke perfect Gaulish. After greeting Gu Yu, he turned to Andrea with a smile. "And good evening to you too, beautiful young lady."
"Enchantée, Your Excellency!"
It turned out that Andrea was fluent in the same language—she even waved at the old man.
"Excuse me, over here?" interjected Gu Yu a little helplessly.
"Hoho…"
The bearded man chuckled and produced a magical staff, then pointed at Gu Yu chanting a spell.
'Hm?'
A strange yet harmless fluctuation rushed towards Gu Yu, who sensed it but did not resist. As the magical staff pointed at him, Gu Yu instantly felt a subtle connection created between him and the old man.
