On the podium of the International Alchemical Conference, an alchemist of around sixty was speaking to the audience in halting English about the recent developments and decline of alchemy. It made Albert's eyelids droop until he nearly closed his eyes and let the speaker hypnotize him right then and there.
Early this morning, Albert had been woken up very early. Even drinking a large mug of strong tea hadn't stopped the rolling waves of sleepiness, causing him to yawn continuously from a moment ago right up to now.
Isobel, sitting beside him, was in a similar state, while Catherine and Valeria leaned against each other, dozing with their eyes closed.
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