"Trap? What sort of trap?" I didn't give it much thought.
Mya Winona was naturally quiet by nature, so she remained silent.
We both sat there, waiting for an extended period.
It wasn't until midday that someone entered from outside.
The newcomer was a young man, lavishly dressed with an impressive bearing.
Two men in bodyguard attire followed behind him.
I examined them closely and discovered that both bodyguards were actually Third Rank Grandmasters.
"If even his bodyguards are Third Rank Grandmasters, he must come from quite a powerful background," I thought to myself.
The young man walked directly toward me and took a seat across from me.
He examined me from head to toe before asking, "So you're the one who's supposed to heal me?"
I nodded in response, "That's right, what's troubling you?"
The young man stretched casually and replied, "Aren't you supposed to be an alchemist? Shouldn't you be able to figure it out?"
I frowned, irritated by his arrogant manner.
