After copying out an incantation to summon a messenger and briefly describing his requirements, Bernadette left after saying that he would need to wait a week. She did not even take the deposit he had prepared.
As the layered green vines around him vanished, Cyril returned to the dining room and saw that Haven had already come home. He was sitting at the table, eating the dinner he had prepared for himself. After hesitating for a moment, Cyril ultimately did not say that he had bought the dinner for himself.
Feeling someone's gaze on him, Haven, who was stuffing his mouth with food, looked up at him.
"When did you show up?"
"Tonight's dinner is pretty good, but you didn't make it yourself, did you?"
Cyril nodded lightly. "A new restaurant opened at 36 Weldi Street."
After a pause, he asked curiously, "Why did you get back so early today?"
"By the way, how is the digestion of your Savant potion going?"
Hearing that question, Haven stopped eating and looked up at him, unable to conceal his excitement.
"The bicycles have already gone into production. They'll officially go on sale soon, which means our investment will pay off before long."
"After we deal with the bicycle launch, there probably won't be much left to keep us busy. We can relax a little."
"The Savant potion... Well, I honestly haven't paid much attention to it. You know, Savants don't have flashy, interesting abilities like Apprentices. A lot of the time, I even forget that I'm a Beyonder."
"But I feel like the Savant potion is almost digested. I just need to study a little more deeply and invent a few things."
Cyril nodded thoughtfully. "That's not bad. I'll keep an eye out for the Archaeologist potion formula that comes next."
"Archaeologist?"