A great surprise appeared on his face before a sad smile dawned on his. "The thing you are asking is in quite a demand, Micheal," He said a second.
"I know, but I need it for my experiments," I said; I really need it, though not as much as current people using it, but as I said to him, I am going to need it to perform some experiments, it would help me a lot.
"Those alchemists are going to kill me," He muttered before he turned toward me. "How about an hour each day for one month?" He asked while looking at me expectedly. "It is less than I had expected, but I will manage it," I replied after thinking for a few seconds.
"You have no idea how many alchemists want the time with that fire. There are hundreds of alchemists on the waitlist who are waiting for their time, and you are the one reason why things have become so worse," He said while looking at me accusingly.
