The minute Carl stepped out of the plaza, he could sense people following behind him. In that instant, he recalled the warning that Dorothy had given him. Could it be that someone was jealous that he had made it to the finals and was going to kill him now?
He could not help but stop and turn around. Several lavishly dressed people ran up to him. They smiled brightly at him and were very polite toward him.
“Congratulations, Mr. Carl, on making it to the final round!”
“Mr. Carl, your apothecary skills are extraordinary! I was so amazed!”
“I’m a big fan of yours!”
They were incredibly friendly and kept singing his praises, making Carl terribly confused. He was very sure he did not know these people at all, but they spoke as though they had been his friends for a long time.
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