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—G-good day, Miss Orphidia. —The wizard bowed low, slightly flustered by the unexpected visit. —Is there anything I can do for you?
— You can call me Linderia, Darbon. And good day to you too, — the Moenian smiled relaxedly. —You’re right, I wanted to ask you for help with a certain undertaking. An undertaking that will require your skills as a chronomancer. Possibly. As a precaution. It’s not a given that you’ll actually have to use magic, — Linderia paused briefly so as not to overwhelm the old man with a whole stream of information at once. —You see, I’m thinking of spending some money on a potion that could potentially be useful to me. But there’s a small, very small, snag in the form of possible side effects. Fortunately, they manifest immediately. And, in fact, I need your help to reverse these effects with your magic, if they suddenly appear, — having finished her explanation, the girl looked expectantly at the wizard. —So, will you help a comrade in arms?