"I'm fine," Boen said with a twinkle in his eyes, looking at Hill, "Young Master Hill is getting stronger and stronger!"
"You should call me Mr. Hill now," Hill said with a smile, "I know you're used to it, but in the capital, you must change the way you address me, okay?"
"I understand," Boen nodded, "Don't worry! I remembered to call myself Baron very well when it was time to change."
"Did you pack everything?" Hill asked, tilting his head, "Don't be polite with me at this time, you hear?"
"My benefits are very good," Boen said helplessly, "That's in the Alchemist Master's Magic Tower, I was even given a few puppets!"
Since they had reached the door, Hill could only give Boen a skeptical look and walked into the hall.
After greeting Fran and Uncle Adrian, who were seated inside the hall, Fran waved his hand, signaling Hill to take a seat.
Boen stood at the doorway and quickly made his exit with a bow.