It was fun seeing the store staff getting kicked out, while Richard behaved like he didn't know anything and was just a bystander.
Gerald said that he doesn't like to hire shopkeepers but since he was moving toward his old age, he wanted to leave someone reliable behind to handle his store. But until now, the old man had no luck.
"Okay then, Master Richard, tell me what I can do for you." Resting his hands at the front desk, the white-haired man asked with a welcoming look.
Richard took out the note which his mother gave before handing it to Gerald.
The man put on his glasses with his eyes closely scrutinizing the paper, "Potion...hmm....alchemy?"
Turning towards Richard, Gerald asked, "If I am not mistaken then Madame Duchess had written this?"
"Yes. Is there any problem?"