Doggone Academy

The drawback was that the effects appeared three or four hours after drinking it. This caused it to be difficult to use in sudden battles.

Zverev even created a fast-acting recipe to compensate for this disadvantage, but the ingredients and difficulty to make it doubled exponentially. It would be best for him to ignore this alternative recipe for now.

He had to refine the medicinal herbs he had to make the potion as quickly as possible when Griffin’s blood arrived. Although he wasn’t sure he knew enough about alchemy for this process.

He needed to test the potion before the Academy evaluators arrived.

Someone knocked on the door as he thought deeply about it.

He tucked the research logs under the bed.

“Yes, come in.”

Sylverine walked in. Her hair was messy as if she had just woken up.

“You were awake?”

“Yes. I was reading a book.”

“Are you busy? Do you remember that girl? The girl the ghoul attacked.”

He remembered her. The townspeople had come with a girl in his arms.

She had been orphaned because the grandmother she lived with died.

“Yes.”

“The girl woke up. Do you want to go with me to see her?

He immediately followed her downstairs.

Sylverine opened a door in the corridor.

It was a small room with a bed in the middle. A pillow supported a girl who was sitting up. The two maids here greeted Sylverine.

The girl stiffened when she saw Sylverine.

It seemed she didn’t even know she was in the Great Mage’s mansion.

“How are you feeling?”

She stammered at the question,

“Where…where…where am I…?”

“It’s my mansion. The townspeople brought you here.”

Sylverine added to reassure her,

“I just came to check on you. You can stay here, and you don’t have to pay me anything.”

“Oh, thank you…”

The girl hesitated before asking,

“Where’s my grandmother?”

Sylverine didn’t answer right away. The girl’s grandmother had been killed by a ghoul. The tragic scene of the dead grandmother was still on her mind.

“…Unfortunately, your grandmother did not survive.”

The girl’s pupils widened. She looked surprised for a moment, but quickly returned to normal. She felt a storm of emotions within her, though she didn’t show it.

The girl suppressed her emotions as she spoke to Sylverine.

“I see. Thank you for helping me…”

“Are you in any discomfort?”

“No.”

Sylverine slowly nodded.

“Call the maids if you need anything.”

“Thank you very much.”

She left the room. She knew the girl needed time to sort out her emotions. The maids and Damien followed her.

Then Sylverine told him,

“Get ready to train. I’ll go change clothes first.”

“Understood.”

She climbed the stairs to the second floor.

He stood thoughtfully outside the door.

Was her body really recovered? Would she be able to live in that house again?

She would have to earn her own living at a young age.

He was in no position to pry, but he couldn’t help it either.

Then, he heard a sound coming from behind the door.

It was the girl sobbing.

“……”

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She restrained her emotions when the others were around.

The house where the girl lived was not in an environment that seemed well off. She had to help her grandmother survive, so she matured earlier than her age. She had a life in which she could not show her suffering.

“wa…ah, waah, sorry, grandma…I survived alone…waah.”

He also felt a sudden mix of feelings.

The words the girl said affected him. She had survived alone.

He froze. Memories buried deep in his consciousness came back to his mind.

He could not understand the girl’s feelings because he left Liza alone in the Land of the Dead. He wondered how the person left alone felt.

He remembered Liza.