As silence enveloped the scene, all eyes were fixed on the unfolding spectacle. Among those present were Bernardo, sprawled helplessly on the ground; Baron Gorneo, who had fallen into shocked silence; Penicillin, the lead researcher; the lifeless body of a man; and the girl who clung to him, her desperate sobs piercing the air.

Within this hushed stillness, the only movement came from the enigmatic figure—a figure that left everyone with a chilling sensation as if they had been plunged into icy cold water.

"Yikes!"

"The ones who should maintain the utmost composure in a clinic are not the supporting alchemists, the priests, nor the patients undergoing treatment."

Speaking those words with an air of coldness, the enigmatic figure—whether a boy or a girl—jerked Bernardo up by the scruff of his neck. Despite Bernardo's considerable size, the slender figure effortlessly lifted him as if he weighed no more than a feather.

"Cough!"

"It's the doctor who treats the patients. The moment the doctor panics, no one can properly treat the patient. Understand?" Davey's words were met with agreement, and a heavy silence followed.

"Baron Gorneo, who’s this person's mentor?" the enigmatic figure asked.

"I... I was. Bernardo was my student,"...