The atmosphere changed.
When Enfrea brushed his hair aside, it was revealed that his features were very pleasant. Many women would be enamoured by him in the future.
But despite his sharp eyes, the childish air still lingered on his face. Considering the way he spoke, It was hard to imagine his eyes would be this sharp, as they sparkled with intense excitement. Enfrea shook the potion several times and nodded:
"Sorry, but it is not convenient to speak here, can we change the place?"
Verita agreed and followed Enfrea's into a messy room. But she only thought so because she was lacking professional knowledge.
On the table were flasks, test tubes, distillers, mortars, beakers, alcohol lamps, scales, eerie pots and other things. The shelves on the wall were filled with numerous herbs and minerals.