Abasdarhon's Castle

- Yes, of course, come in. I'm already used to it. They used to scribble all over the house. Until I put up a sign, - Maylin enters a rather cozy living room where you can sit on a sofa or armchair. - You said a love potion?

— That's right, a love potion, - Maylin confirmed, stating the exact number of vials that Crystall had requested. - But, I don't understand one thing. Where does this cruelty towards you come from?
After asking this, the girl realized that she might have crossed a line and immediately stopped:
- Oh, I'm sorry, I'm being nosy... But I really don't understand. If you were a real killer, shouldn't you be in prison, not in this cozy little house, owning an entire shop and having the freedom to create useful potions?
"Keep going..." - Cassmetra encouraged her, who was inspiring the student not only to listen to the answer but also to compare it with what would come to the man's mind. Especially if he decides to avoid the topic.
How can one resist the temptation and not listen to the mentor? Of course, it's impossible!