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Walt and Wolf stood face to face again. Same guild, same clothing, same circumstances. It has already been a week since the incident. Much to Walt's unwillingness, he still had to make more of the potions whether he liked it or not.
The mysterious old man and the alchemist's interaction weren't much different than before. Only Walt didn't look as nervous. A small change that caught Wolf's attention. He didn't really give it much thought. He just took the potions counted its contents.
While the two were in their silent zone, a familiar face happened to pass by their table. It was no other than the same waiter from back then. But this time, he wasn't there to ask for their orders. He had a peculiar item in hand that belonged to Walt.
Wolf stashed away the bag when the server arrived by their table as if he has already anticipated his arrival.
