Nightblade Avenue.
Inside the Bank of Eternal Origin.
"You shouldn't have saved me, boy!" Victoria said while sighing.
David frowned; the implications of her words were heavy.
He didn't directly speak but looked at the mature woman while raising one of his eyebrows.
The father and daughter pair seemed to be completely oblivious to Victoria's words, as if they hadn't heard anything.
From time to time, Celia would secretly steal a glance at David's figure and would hurriedly turn her head away before she could make eye contact with David.
Of course, with his high perception, David easily noticed her actions, but he pretended to be ignorant and didn't pay her attention.
Lucas, who was meditating some distance away, looked at the people sitting in the center of the hall with a peaceful expression on his face.
Inwardly, however, he was shocked beyond belief.
The great Alchemist Theodore! What is he doing here?