Y/n's pov.
" Sooo~ " I look up from my axe I'm sharpening to Dante as he flips the books he's reading.
" You like jazz? " He asked.
" No " I said then slide the stone across my blade.
I see it has gotten sharper so I toss the stone behind me to the road.
" Seriously? " Travis asked.
" What?, It's the only thing I could think of " Dante said.
I put down my axe then look down to my right where there's a book, I pick it up and see it has a beautiful cover. Golden linings with a stone in the middle, I unfold it and they're all written instructions of potions and my eyes widened as I read and amazed.
" Where did you get these? " I asked.
" They're old grimoires which doesn't work anymore, we collected them from an old ancient temple " Travis said.
" Why are you collecting them? " I asked.
" To put it in the archive, they're very rare and you know. . .ancient " Dante said.
" Oh " I close it and look at the cover again.
This one doesn't look old.
" Can I keep this one? " I point to the book I'm holding.
" A potion book?, May I remind you these are old one, we don't know if these still work " Dante said.
" It's still a book, I can try " I said.
" If your an alchemist, what's with the big axe? " Travis asked.
I then point my battle axe at him, and since the handle is long enough, I hold it by the end as both of them flinched.
" Wanna find out? " I asked.
They shake their heads in silence with the book on their laps and hum.
" Don't ask again " I said, they nodded rapidly before I lower my blade.
" How old are you? " I turn my head to Mrs. Zvahl who spoke.
" Eighteen, why? " I asked.
" It's not too late for you to enter the school " she said.
" Me?, Go to magic school? " I snicker.
" I couldn't even pay the last guy I owe " I said.
" How much do you owe? " Laurence looks over his shoulder to me.
I click my tongue then bring up my hand as I start counting.
" Five. . .six. . .six–. .no seven, yeah seven hundred. . .risterals " I said.
" Seven hundred?! " Dante and Travis shouts in unison.
" Yeah, yeah, I owe a guy who's last name is Lycan, apparently he's an alchemist who's a dick that sells his potion ingredients so expensively, I didn't have my axe that time, now I do, I'll just decapitate him and problems solve " I fold my arms.
" Lycan? " Mrs. Zvahl asked.
" Yes, why? " I asked.
" Then your not going to like where we're going " Travis said.
" Why?, Where are we going? " I asked.
" I'd spend my time doing the stuff I like first than think about it " Dante said and put up his book, so did Travis.
" Do you guys know him? " I turn my head to Mrs. Zvahl who's chuckling.
" All too well " she said.
" So you know him is what you mean? "
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Artistic Love【Laurence X Reader】[ Completed ]
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