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t, that, that and that and that.”

“Wait.”

As the senior disciple answered, he picked up the pack of cigarettes Oliver had pointed out and took a closer look.

It didn’t seem like everyone could see it as easily as Oliver, but the senior disciple who had completed the confirmation opened his mouth.

“I think it will be fine.”

“Really?”

At Oliver’s thoughtless question, the senior disciple swallowed his saliva.

“Uh… Yes, it is inevitable that the quality will deteriorate a bit during the work process.
Master said that this level was okay.”

When the disciple spoke about Joseph, Oliver immediately stopped asking. 

If Joseph said it was okay, then it wasn’t an issue anymore.

Of course, he was personally a little bit dissatisfied, since he didn’t like to sell something like that as a product that didn’t perfectly permeate with emotions?

It’s such a shame that he couldn’t finish the job properly.

No, to be exact, the product he now produced was not up to his satisfaction.

It was a strange thing at first, but after he understood the process of making it and the principle of making it, there were doubts in his mind.

He thought that he could make a better product if he were to make a few changes to the way they were producing.

What if you mix more emotions? 

For example, You can maximize the product’s potential even more by mixing different emotions.

If we do that, we can make a product that is much better than the product produced with a lower-grade emotion.

The Senior disciple, who saw Oliver indulging in daydreaming like that, said.

“Senior… Oliver?”

“Yes?”

“Can we wrap it up like this?”

“Ah, yes, I think you should.”

As soon as permission was given, the senior disciple ordered to put the cigarette packs into the box, and the junior disciple picked up five or six packs of cigarette packs and put them in the box one by one.

“If this is the case, will we be able to meet the delivery date without problems?”

“Yeah, it’ll not be late, so I think we can finish it leisurely.”

At that answer, Oliver nodded with satisfaction. 

He didn’t want to act as Joseph’s representative, but he wanted to carry out his assignment without any problems.

There were also issues about his relationship with Joseph and black magic studies, but he had made a promise anyway.

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“I think Senior Oliver can rest now.”

“Oh, is that okay?”

“Yeah, as I said before, as master’s representative you only need to do this.”

Oliver nodded and replied.

“Yes, I understand.
Then please clean the rest up.”

As Oliver was about to leave, suddenly a senior disciple asked a question.

“Senior Oliver, if it’s okay with you, can I ask you something?”

“…what is it?”

Oliver looked closely and asked, and the senior disciple replied with a slight sign of discomfort.

“Ah, it was nothing, you asked other people how they got here today, can I ask why?”

“…Why are you curious about that?”

“Ah, there had been no person who asked that kind of question… so I got curious.”

His emotions staggered while he spoke. 

It was a lie.

Why was he lying? 

Oliver instinctively knew. 

Perhaps, he wanted to report it to Joseph. 

Oliver’s actions seemed contradictory in a place where everyone seems to believe in Joseph.

Oliver replied.

“I was just curious.”

“ah…”

“I heard once about how Marie and Peter got here, and I just got curious and asked others how they got here.”

“Ah… is that so.”

The senior disciple nodded his head as if he understood roughly. 

Soon, Oliver asked.

“Do you have any more questions?”

“No, no, no.
Sorry to bother you.”

“It’s alright.
If you need anything, please ask me.”

After saying that, Oliver headed to his private room.

The stories of the Lightning Wizard and the disciples had some similarities.

A chance during an unfortunate past. 

Oliver was not particularly surprised because he knew there were some similarities.

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Then there was a question. 

Even though they had a similar past, why did the Warlocks not emit the same light as the Lightning Wizard when he died?

Recalling stories about the past he had heard from others, Oliver tried to read the diary of the wizard once again.

In the process, he did not know whether he would be able to find the difference between a wizard and a warlock, and he did not know whether he could find the cause of the beautiful light in that difference, so Oliver’s interest grew more and more.

‘If I could see that same light again…’

“Oliver! Oliver!”

Marie knocked at the door and hurriedly called Oliver.

Oliver slowly came back to his senses and asked what was going on.

she answered

“I think you should come out now.”

“Why?”

“The pharmacist … the pharmacist has arrived.”

When Oliver went up to the factory with Marie, he could see the pharmacist who had visited with his men.

His half-striped gray hair and gilt-rimmed glasses seemed like his trademark. 

The pharmacist greeted Oliver as soon as he saw him.

“It’s nice to see you.”

Oliver bowed his head politely and greeted him.

“Hello, Mr.
Pharmacist.”

“Yeah, how are you? It seems like it’s the first time I’ve seen you since you caught the raider.
Are you okay?”

“Yeah…what’s going on?”

“It’s not a big deal, I just stopped by to check due to the delivery date.
Where’s Joseph?”

“Master has been away from work for a while.
Now I am taking his place.”

“Really? That’s amazing.
You are the youngest in terms of age and time, but you’re given the position of Joseph’s representative.”

“I just got lucky.”

“It’s luck what you need these days.”

Oliver tilted his head. 

He couldn’t figure out why the pharmacist came.

Obviously, he said he had come to meet Joseph due to the delivery date, but his gut feelings were telling him that it wasn’t the truth.

Oliver threw the bait.

“…the product is being manufactured smoothly, so you don’t have to worry.”

“Well, I’m glad if that’s the case, but I’m a worried person, so can you show it to me for a moment?”

At that moment, the pharmacist’s emotions shone coldly, as if he had captured the prey.

“…..Yes, I understand.”