Additionally, Rein instantly understood why Abel had ended up like this.
*The pain of losing the love of your life must be utterly soul-crushing!*
"Last week, Molly was killed by Cultists while she attended service at the church."
"What!" Rein's pupils contracted. He hadn't expected that Molly was among the dead at the church last week.
"Rein, your visit this time...?"
Rein hesitated for a moment. He knew this wasn't an ideal time to speak, but after thinking it over, he said, "Mr. Abel, I want to learn how to make potions."
Abel waved his hand dismissively and replied, "I don't have the mind for potion-making right now, let alone teaching you."
"However... if you truly want to learn, you could try teaching yourself."
Abel then took out a journal from the room and said, "This is where I've recorded some of my experiences in potion-making. If you have real Talent, it might be of some help to you."