Rewrite System 22 Sparrow's Song

The street is paved with colorful tiles that form into many interesting shapes and painting, the atmosphere is teeming with life and the shops buzzing with many banter between people and some haggling could also be heard, the buildings are also carefully and perfectly arranged that it gave a tidy and neat feel as they line along the street.

As the traffic of people on the street the carriage is moving slowly and it allowed him to take his time looking at the town.

"Big brother, big brother how about buying some beautiful flowers? It's just five copper."

Walking along side the carriage, a little girl carrying a basket of flowers offered. Vayne look at the flowers for a moment before extending his hand and say "sure, get me enough flower for a silver coin."

The girl give a brilliant smile as she heard his reply and quickly gathered flowers from her basket and exchange it with the silver coin on the boy's hand then walk away cheerfully to an old couple in front of a flower shop.

Retracting his body from the window Vayne sit quietly as he separate the flowers by their kind. The small window at the front then opened and Leo's voice could be heard.

"So what did you get?"

"It's not the best but they're pretty good."

These flowers might look beautiful but that's not all, currently he separate it to four stacks. Paralium flowers, hiberia flowers, crimson pain roses, and black lotus flowers, each of their petals could be grind and refined for alchemy and pharmaceutical purposes.

"That doesn't really answer my question but it is your personal items so I won't force you if you won't tell." After saying that Leo closed the small window.

The rest of the journey was quiet as Vayne plucked every petals from the flowers, soon they reached a small store near the center of town with a small sign depicting a singing sparrow while holding a vial.

"We have arrived, now why don't you wait inside while I go and take care of this carriage?"

Without waiting for a reply, the carriage already move away leaving Vayne in front of the store.

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Putting bottle after bottle of potions Fiona restock the display shelves seemingly to be a bit anxious about something today.

*Cling cling*

"Welcome to Sparrow's song, how may I help you?"

When she heard the door bell she turn and see a kid carrying a big backpack with a sword and a small item bag strapped to his belt, the boy have pale skin and a somewhat easygoing att.i.tude. He have ebony black hair and a pair of purple eyes, his face and body build isn't so bad for a brat and given a few years he'll at least be a bit above average.

"Oh don't mind me ma'am, I'm just waiting for someone." The black haired boy said as he moved to one corner of the store and sit there quietly.

*Cling cling*

Fiona wanted to ask who is he waiting for before deciding what to do with him but hearing the bell again she repeated her line to the incoming new person.

It's an another kid but this one had an aura of n.o.bility to him, paired with his fair white skin, golden hair, beautiful blue eyes and dazzling smile he is definitely going to be a lady killer one day.

"Greetings beautiful miss, have the master arrived yet?"

"I'm afraid not yet, why not sit down for a while I'm sure he'll be here soon." She gestured to the chair by the small coffee table at the side.

This one she could accept, his reason is clear and the master he's looking for is probably her d.a.m.n old man. The guy sent a letter pigeon with a message saying he's retiring from the academy and are on his way to return, she's been anxiously await him while making her store as pleasing to the eye as possible intending to showcase her achievement to him.

She couldn't think of anything else to say to the two youth and decide to just see what to come from behind the counter.

Around thirty minutes later a familiar figure came, the old guy have cut short silvery hair and a big brown eyes with a hint of gentleness.

He look around and spotted the two youth then a mischievous smile appeared on his face.

"So which one of you two have made progress with my daughter?"