The laboratory of the great alchemist of the Age of Mythology, Paracelsus!

Theo’s eyes dilated at the unexpected proposal. The only traces of the Age of Mythology lay in a few ruins. Some were concealed, while others had collapsed over time. In this age, there were only a few relics and ruins left intact. A number of magicians would risk their lives to find a laboratory of an alchemist from the Age of Mythology.

No, I don’t know if the laboratory is still intact. The offer might be a trap.

Theo took a step back and carefully asked Gluttony

Hey, Gluttony.

- What is it?

Judge whether the Yellow Tower Master’s words are authentic or not. Paracelsus’ laboratory... Is that possible?

- Um. 

Gluttony was silent for a minute.

- I can’t be sure it exists, but it is possible. Paracelsus didn’t settle in one place but traveled around researching. It wouldn’t be strange if Paragranum, the grimoire he created, knew about the location of a laboratory. A laboratory made by Paracelsus might last a few thousand years.

Is it possible that Paragranum is...