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Seeing Ida, the wise man Utar joyfully jumped up and rushed towards her.
“Ah, here you are! What boring parents you have…” the alchemist grimaced. “For the times we live in, they are too rigid. But at least they managed to help you embark on the path of potion-making! That’s good. I will go to the Clan of Sufferers and intend to take you with me.”
From Utar's face, it was clear that he had already received permission from her parents.