When Heinald arrived at his rented house, he immediately took the alchemical tools he had stored out of the dimensional pocket of his robe and placed them neatly. This robe, a relic from his grandfather, was by far the most useful item for him. Normally, carrying all these items with him would be a huge inconvenience for him, but thanks to the dimensional pocket of his robe, he always seemed to carry a huge warehouse with him.
"I wonder how is my grandfather?" Heinald muttered. A long time had passed since he last saw his grandfather, and he was going to visit him at some free time.