Alchemist's Shop,
*Ting*
Leon stepped into the shop and immediately noticed the old man wiping down the counter.
"Oh... Kid, you're here again? And so early too. Is something urgent or are you a early bird ?" the old man asked, giving him a curious smile.
"I need these ingredients as soon as possible. I'm already running late for the monthly duels, old man." Leon replied with a neutral expression, placing a folded piece of parchment on the counter.
"Monthly duels? But no academy is—wait... Which academy are you from again?" the old man asked, tilting his head.
"Velthorne Academy," Leon answered with a faint smile.
"Oh my... Another alchemist from Velthorne, huh? Very well then, I'll get your ingredients right away," the old man said, taking the list. But as his eyes scanned the contents written over the piece of paper, his brows slowly furrowed.
