After everyone heard Maxwell's answer...
The entire hall fell quiet for only a brief moment.
Then...
The low conversations resumed once again.
Only this time...
Almost every whisper revolved around a single name.
"Andraver?"
A young noble sitting three rows away frowned in confusion as he looked toward Maxwell.
His brows knitted together.
"Who's that?"
Another boy lowered his voice, yet it was still loud enough for several people around him to hear.
"Is he some hidden Alchemist I've never heard of?"
"He has to be, right?"
A girl folded her arms while thinking deeply.
"My family has records of many famous Alchemists, even those who disappeared from the public eye years ago."
She slowly shook her head.
"But I've never heard of anyone named Andraver."
"So..."
A boy shrugged.
"He's just some unknown Alchemist."
Someone immediately disagreed.
"Unknown?"
He glanced at Maxwell.
