38: The Love Diary of Mr. Alchemy and Ms. Potion

Next up.

To calm himself down, Litton decided to brew another pot of good tea and get some snacks.

As he watched Litton's retreating figure, all the trepidation and unease on Ron's face vanished.

“My guess was right; Litton is capable of protecting me.”

Ron's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold sneer involuntarily appeared on his face.

“Although Gevas is ruthless, he is, after all, a sheriff; he cannot act like a bandit.”

“Now, I can finally have some peace for a while, and this time will be enough for me to advance to Knight.”

Ron thought to himself, he could completely surpass him in a short period.

At the same time.

On the other side, inside the Knight School.

“Little girl, it’s after class now. Why aren’t you playing with your friends? What are you doing here by yourself?”

Inside the library, an old man about sixty years old asked Lisa.

Lisa heard him and replied sweetly.

“Hello, Grandpa. My name is Lisa, and I’m here to borrow a book.”

“Borrow a book?”

The old man was a little surprised, not expecting a child as young as Lisa to come and borrow a book.

One must know that this library was actually a renovated abandoned classroom.

And most of the books inside were donations from various people in the community, mostly unread miscellaneous books.

After all, in this world, although books were not that precious.

They were not something ordinary commoners could easily afford.

Therefore, truly useful or interesting books were rarely donated to the school.

This led to the library being virtually useless, often seeing no one for three to five days.

And most of the people who did come were teachers from the school.

“Yes, Grandpa, I want to borrow a book to read.”

Lisa replied, recalling the words Ron had told her that morning.

“Alright, what book do you want to borrow?”

The old man didn't think much of it and asked directly.

Lisa thought for a moment before saying.

“I want to borrow a book about the travel stories of an Alchemist or Potion Master.”

“Alright, let me look…”

The old man picked up the library catalog, flipped through it for a moment, and then found three books on the shelf.

They were “Lucky Star Alchemy Guide,” “Potion Apprentice's Exotic Journey,” and “A Poem of Potions and Longswords.”

“Which one do you want to read?”

The old man asked, but Lisa was momentarily stunned.

Because these three books didn't seem to be the one Ron had mentioned.

So, Lisa quickly asked.

“Grandpa, are these the only three? Are there no books about their love stories?”

The old man heard her and couldn't help but laugh wryly.

“You're such a young child, and you're already thinking about reading love stories?”

Lisa's small face flushed red, and she lowered her head, a little embarrassed.

But remembering Ron's instructions, she still mustered the courage to say.

“I just want to read something casually…”

“Alright, alright, alright.”

The old man didn't tease her further. Instead, after some thought, he said with a somewhat strange tone.

“Oh, right, it seems there really is a book about the love story of an Alchemist and a Potion Master, it’s just that…”

It’s just that the book was so terrible that he had forgotten about it.

At this moment, the old man looked at Lisa and thought to himself, anyway, this little girl wouldn't understand any story.

Whether the book was good or bad made no difference to her.

Thinking of this, the old man went to the innermost bookshelf and searched carefully for a while.

Then he came out holding a dusty book.

“Phew…”

Blowing off the dust, the old man handed it to Lisa.

“Little girl, is this book okay?”

Lisa took the book and her eyes immediately lit up.

“The Alchemist Gentleman and the Potion Lady's Love Diary.”

“Yes, this is it!”

Lisa said excitedly, while the old man nodded casually.

“Good, then you can take it.”

Lisa paused, then asked cautiously.

“Grandpa, do I not need to register it?”

Although Lisa had never borrowed a book before, she knew the rules here.

But when the old man heard this, he laughed heartily and said.

“No need. If you like it, you don't even have to return it.”

The old man thought to himself, if it were any other book, no matter how worthless, it would still need to be registered.

But if it was this tattered book… well, if the paper wasn't so stiff, he would have torn it up to use as toilet paper!

When he read this book, his only thought was.

Could there be a worse book in this world?

So, it was a rare opportunity for someone to be willing to take this book away.

So, let alone borrowing it, he would even give it to her for free!

“Uh, alright, thank you, Grandpa.”

Lisa naturally didn't know what the other person was thinking. She just happily put the book into her backpack, turned around, and skipped away.

In the evening, after school, Ron arrived as expected.

“Brother Ron!”

Lisa ran over excitedly, then stood on tiptoe and whispered mysteriously into Ron's ear.

“I got the book you asked me to borrow!”

“Oh?”

Ron was surprised, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes.

Originally, this was just a casual move.

He had been thinking that if Lisa couldn't do it, he would find a way to get it himself.

But he never expected that Lisa would get the book in just one day?

“Let’s go home first, we’ll talk about it after we get back.”

Ron said, then took her to the clinic.

At this time, Litton was cooking.

So, Ron said to Lisa.

“Lisa, bring me the book so I can see it.”

Lisa obediently took the book out of her bag and handed it over.

Ron took it and saw that it was indeed the one described in the intelligence.

So, Ron's eyes glowed with excitement, and he put the book away.

Then, he patted Lisa's head and said softly.

“Thank you, Lisa. You’ve helped me a great deal. To show my gratitude, I have a gift for you.”

With that, Ron pulled something out of his pocket.

Lisa took it and immediately beamed with joy.

It was an exquisite butterfly hairpin, which Ron had bought from the general store when he took Lisa to school that morning.

The price was not cheap, two silver coins, but the materials and design were indeed worth the price.

Of course, Litton, as a doctor, could afford such a thing.

It’s just that Litton, as a single father, although he cared about his daughter, was not very good at understanding her thoughts… well, one could only say he still had a lot to learn.

Just by looking at Lisa's usual neutral attire, and that most of her clothes, shoes, and socks were black, white, and gray.

One could tell how careless Litton was with his daughter.

“Lisa, Ron, are you back? Come eat!”

At this moment, Litton called out from the dining room.

Ron and Lisa exchanged glances, then whispered.

“Lisa, can you keep today’s events a secret for me for now?”

Lisa touched the butterfly hairpin and winked playfully.

“Of course I can.”