"Are you really a healer?" Bluedoor asked with a somewhat skeptical look on his face.
"I am indeed, senior."
"And an alchemist?" Wildgust added.
"That too," Alex said.
Bluedoor narrowed his eyes. "What would you consider yourself to be if you could only choose one?" the man asked.
Alex didn't immediately answer. He took his time coming up with the perfect response. After a brief second, he opened his mouth to answer.
"In a situation like that, I would consider the question itself invalid."
"Invalid?"
"What do you mean?"
Both the husband-and-wife duo seemed more curious than anything to hear his thought process. Ronron stood to the side, clearly not expecting such a response from her father.
Alex gave his explanation.
"An alchemist without any knowledge of the human body cannot be called an alchemist. They are merely people who have happened to learn how to make pills. They cannot dare claim that title."
