That's Olivier, an alchemist with a King Class. His potions were renowned in my first life, and he's already known in the second. I remember him being eccentric.
Ace made a quick mental note about Olivier. He had sent Marko to him because the man was a competent alchemist.
Winning him over with a pitch about valuable potion resources would be a huge boon for Ace's Sixteen and his Camp. He hadn't expected it to go so well that Olivier would come looking for him.
There was only one issue.
"Don Capo! I've decided to join your Camp!" Olivier shouted.
At the nickname, Tyler narrowed his eyes at Ace. "What's up with that weird nickname?"
"I'm Don Capo," Ace replied, keeping a straight face.
"Yeah, but why?" Tyler asked.
Ace ignored him. "Let's invite him upstairs."
Soon, Olivier and Marko entered the guest room. Both glanced at the sleeping Seraphina. Marko gulped.
