Chapter 61: VOL2 Chapter 6: Do we have financial problems?
Hours later, near dusk, Erik left the examination room calmly and with a light step, greatly contrasting with the tense atmosphere that seemed to fill the place. He quickly reached the waiting room, at which point he smiled happily upon seeing Eleonora and Sigrún sitting in a secluded corner.
The pair of beautiful Masters were waiting quietly while chatting among themselves and drinking tea, which seemed to turn that small corner into an exclusive spot, as everyone present avoided even looking in that direction, much less approaching.
"How did it go, Erik?" Noticing that Erik was approaching, Eleonora asked with a small smile on her face, to which Erik replied cheerfully as he sat down in a chair next to them.
"Quite well; they already gave me my card."
After sitting down, a beautiful card appeared in Erik's right hand that seemed to have been carved from a huge emerald, which had delicate engravings and runes carved all over its surface. Additionally, an imposing emblem—a cauldron and a book surrounded by threads of fire—was engraved in relief in the center, occupying almost the entire card.
"Hehe, my Erik is now a full-fledged alchemist."
Upon seeing the card, Sigrún smiled broadly and approached Erik, trying to hug him tightly, but at that moment she was stopped by Eleonora, who held her arm and smiled elegantly at her, which made Sigrún pout. Immediately afterward, they were surrounded by runes and disappeared in a burst of light.
In the middle of the garden of Sigrún's mansion, a sudden burst of light erased the tranquility of the place. In the garden appeared the figures of Sigrún, who was tightly hugging Erik, and Eleonora, who looked at the situation with an ironic smile on her face.
"You really don't know how to restrain yourself, Sig." Eleonora commented while shaking her head at Sigrún's behavior, who, without stopping hugging Erik, gave her a mocking smile.
"My disciple became one of the youngest alchemists in history. Eli, I'm really happy." Sigrún spoke with satisfaction as she released her embrace of her beloved disciple, to which Eleonora only huffed in annoyance and approached Erik, then hugged him tightly.
"He is also my disciple and will soon be one of the youngest artificers in history. Hmph."