Heaven knows I've tried

"Town lord, you are joking, right? How can a 15-year-old girl be a trainer-level alchemist?" A man with a rich dress asked the man sitting next to him. His hand was raised to his stomach showing the backside of the fist to the front as a posture.

The man was sitting on the right side in a line of 3 chairs, their backs facing the wall. The middle man had more aura than them, he replied, "trainee Masatoshi, this girl is for real, don't offend that girl in my house please."

Masatoshi adjusted his sitting making himself as he didn't want to make them look like he felt it like a warning.

"We have been making pills for 3 decades here, we just won't allow any wannabes," the left side man spoke with his chest lifted; he didn't even bother to look at others.

"She needs our approval. If she is as great as you said, I might be benevolent to marry her to my grandson as a concubine," Masatoshi said egoistically.

The town lord shook his head by giving up.