Are There Any Secrets Left in This World?

If he really wanted to train small animals, he would have to prepare some additional Alchemy Equipment that was suitable for them to carry and inconspicuous.

For example, something like the pinhole cameras he had seen in his previous life.

This counted as his second plan, but...

To manufacture so much equipment, he would also need to set up a workshop. That was a bit troublesome.

"Aren't you curious who that young Witch was?"

After Old Rep had recovered, he began egging Black on.

"Not curious. Those House-elves had been staying in that place for a long time..."

"Other people aren't fools. If I could think of it, so could they."

"As long as there was even one clear-headed person who wasn't so prejudiced against those creatures, we wouldn't have gotten the chance to pick up this bargain."

Even so, having someone snatch it away still left him a little annoyed.

Black took out an apple and bit into it.

He tried to use the sweet taste of the fruit to ease his gloomy mood.

Old Rep likewise took deep puffs from his large pipe to relieve his frustration.

For a while, everyone fell silent.

Suddenly, Black felt the energy of Supreme Magic in his mind ripple slightly.

Hm? Someone is using Dimensional Door to locate me?

Black was puzzled. Hadn't he already forbidden Cassandra and the others from teleporting to his side?

Then why...

Before Black could figure it out, the silence was shattered.

"Sizzle!"

"Cough, cough... Is anyone there?"

The familiar sound of a Dimensional Door opening, accompanied by a clear voice, reached the ears of the old man and the young man.

A tiny Dimensional Door had opened in midair.

The voice came from that fist-sized Dimensional Door.

"There is..." Black answered.

He found the voice somewhat