Ailet x Terry [Part 1 Complete]

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['The Architect of the Skyscraper of Trials' explains that it is a 300-year-old building, so the technology at the time was enough to name it a tower.]'That's right. You have to understand it when it comes to construction.' It seemed like you were very interested.

"Let's go holding Dad's hand so we don't get lost. Baby, hand."

"Hand here!"

"Does Linz have a hand too?"

"I'm OK."

Prinz, who said that he was a little tall, was unique. It is worthwhile to take the medicine.

There were many waterways in Peronsa. It was time to wait for the double-decker cruise ship to pass through to cross the bridge.

A group of men in luxurious green robes stood beside them for the same purpose.

'An alchemist belonging to the Golden Ivory Tower.'

I instinctively raised my head and looked at my father. Dad opened the hood and covered his intellectually handsome face.

they talked

"This month, Professor Hickim said that research funding was pouring in?"

"What the heck? About half of the research money that goes into the Ivory Tower will always go to Professor Hickim."

"The performance is a bit sluggish these days, but he is the authority on the regeneration potion."

"The next top owner will definitely be Professor Hikim Sarmatan."

I could feel my father's hand trembling and getting wet.

Thanks to you, something I've been wondering about for a long time has been solved.

'Hikim Sarmatan.'

I am sure the name of the parasite master who parasitized my father and sucked up the research results. While learning alchemy from him, he had mastered all the recipes his father studied.

Among them, there was also a regeneration potion.

It seems that the author, Hikim, has been announcing his father's achievements as if it were his own, even after his father was expelled.

It was a life of a good villain to sell, to say that he was able to get a lot of research funds by splitting other people's results while playing and eating.

I clenched my fists and vowed.

'Dad's enemy, one day you will have to cut his throat.'

After the alchemists moved away, the father, who regained his composure, laughed weakly.

"Hey, Linz, are you all hungry? Shall we eat first?"

"Yeah!"

We deliberately responded more forcefully.

Following Dad's guidance, the tour of the capital of the Principality began.

After eating pancakes and bacon at a famous brunch restaurant, I looked around the artisan workshop street and the art street to buy souvenirs.

"Ah, child! Lee, Linz! Doesn't your leg hurt? heh heh... ... ."

The physical strength of the two children who purchased the Auror package is that of Munchkin.

It was a pity for me and Prinz, but I decided to take a break because I wanted to catch my dad.

Dad wiggled his legs as if he was about to collapse, but he went into the shop at the far corner of the cafe street.