Various documents piled up, Merlin cleared a space from the mess to work.
He was never one to appear under the sunlight, spending most of the year like a rat, nesting in the sunless underground.
Now under the sunlight, his pale and sickly face looked almost deathly, making Eve feel a vague fear, fearing that this strange alchemist might collapse at any moment.
"I know what you plan to do, Arthur already told me about it a few days ago when he contacted me."
"Has he woken up?"
Hearing about Arthur, Eve pursued the question.
"He has woken up, nothing serious... but you, you want to know the reason for your abnormality, don't you... let me think about how to explain it to you."
Merlin rubbed his temples, disliking the task of explaining these dirty things to a young girl, as he thought it might affect her pure heart... even though this young girl was fiercer than the professionals when it came to slaying demons.
Glancing at the girl sitting opposite him, Merlin silently sighed.
