The Path Laid Out by the Devil - II

"Esteemed guests, may I assist you with anything?" 

"..."

Miss puppet stood motionless in her place, gazing blankly at the modestly dressed man standing behind the counter, who was greeting them.

The man's simple attire belied his warm and almost ingratiating smile. Despite his handsome features, a pallor and minor imperfections lent his visage a certain roughness. His clothes, though not cheap, were far from luxurious, befitting his modest status —

A shopkeeper on the fringes of the Etheric Academy's influence, an ordinary man eking out a living without notable skills or connections. 

Yet, this appearance was at odds with his true identity.

He was Leiden Ziegler, son of Eileen Ziegler, the fortunate heir to the vast legacy of a bygone alchemical master. 

He was… the true father of Ravenna.

"What wares do you offer here?" 

Ansel inquired with genuine interest and eagerness, engaging Leiden in conversation.