Shadow Land, Lynch Mansion.
"Crackle!"
The fireplace was ablaze, the wood inside crackling as it burned, and the dancing fire elements transformed into tiny figures that held hands and danced in circles within the fireplace, bringing a touch of warmth to this cold winter day.
Beside the fireplace was a delicate carved wooden shelf, displaying some quirky alchemical gadgets, like mechanical puppets, intricately crafted music boxes, and ships in bottles.
Nearby were several tall oak bookshelves leaning against the wall, filled with yellowed parchment books and manuscripts, exuding an aura of ancient knowledge.
Simple yet exquisite, with a strong scholarly atmosphere.
This was Avery's first impression of the mansion, as if she were a mortal who had just arrived in the Magic World, full of curiosity about everything around her.
"Click!"
At this moment, there was a soft sound, the door of the laboratory opened, and Lynch walked out holding a small bear by the scruff of its neck.
