699 Tongue

"Who is that?"

"An azure cloak alchemist? How did he get here?"

The others participants of the auction were also looking at the entrance of the last floor. With those three young prodigies paying their gaze upon the place, there was no way they could beat their own curiosity. However, it was an unknown youth, an unknown, alchemist. 

Lyon was standing behind the last barrier with his eyes straight looking at Ning. His sharp eyes deterred her quivered glance instantaneously.

(Impossible!) screamed Ning inwardly.

"Lyon...?" muttered Mavis as he furrowed his blue brows. "That's a new name."

(Why is he here?!) thought Azleid as he furrowed his brows for not even a golden cloak alchemist had the privilege to enter this floor, yet there Lyon was.

"Hmm," Mavis smiled. "It seems like both of them knew this guy, interesting."