Invitation From Friends

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.