Pen Pals

"What were the three of you talking about in the room?"

As the two strolled down the dark path, Albert was the first to strike up a conversation.

"You're curious?" Isabelle asked.

"About the beauty potion?" Albert felt he had guessed the reason.

Three beautiful women sitting together and chatting peacefully was an incredible thing just to think about.

Women!

They always cared greatly about their appearance.

"We're planning to research beauty potions together. No one wants to lose their looks. And if we succeed, the profits will definitely be astonishing." Isabelle tilted her head to look at Albert's face. "Don't you want that too?"

Albert fell silent.

"Oh, right. I added you in without asking. You're not angry at me for making that decision on my own, are you?"

"Honestly, I doubt there's any potion in this world that can preserve one's appearance forever," Albert said noncommittally.

"The Elixir of Life exists, so why can't there be a potion that preserves one's appearance forever?" Isabelle countered.

"That makes some sense."

Indeed!

Nicolas Flamel could create a miraculous potion that granted immortality, so why couldn't there be a potion that preserved one's appearance forever?

Actually, Albert felt that with the effects of the Status Panel, he might really be able to invent a potion that preserved one's looks—or even youth—forever. He just did not know how much experience and effort it would take to fill that bottomless pit.

"Valeria thinks so too," Isabelle said.

"Valeria?"

"That student from Koldovstoretz. Don't tell me you've already forgotten her." Isabelle looped her arm through Albert's, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "She seems very curious about you."

"Curious?" Albert wore a strange expression. "Didn't you tell her you're my girlfriend?"

"What does Valeria being curious about you have to do with me