After receiving orders to arrive right after dinner, several individuals made their way to Arkan's office in Grey Castle. There, Florence had already prepared light refreshments, knowing that this meeting would likely last long and require a calm atmosphere.
In the castle corridors, Elara and Faustus crossed paths at the same time. And as expected, the usual exchange between the stubborn professor and his rebellious student began once again. Their relationship had always been like that of a cat and a mouse—never truly getting along, yet oddly complementary in Arkan's eyes.
"Tch, why do I have to run into you again?" Faustus grumbled, glancing at Elara with an irritated look. "Haven't you already caused enough headaches for the alchemy faculty? Now you're here to disrupt my work too?"
Elara scoffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "Hah? If anything, I should be the one saying that! You're like an old rock—stubborn and stuck with outdated methods!"
