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The old man smirked. A normal expression simply didn't come naturally to him. "Well, aren't you naive, newbie! So smart, yet you believe that one can change their appearance by emptying a bottle," Cir chuckled. "But you are right about one thing. I was indeed an alchemist once. I achieved nothing and was kicked out. My profound knowledge of everything in the world is the result of a strong friendship with the wise men of our Clan." The old man blinked his eyes innocently.