Bab 50: The Alchemist The Warrior and The Bandit

Sigurd's eyes twitched, torn between his longing for the charming elf by his side and his reluctance to impose his hidden desires on her, fearing it might turn her into another Eva. 

However, upon their kiss, he learned things about Alice, and the fact she was more than ten times his age created a culture shock that left him stunned.

'...'

"Wow, she became a lot prettier," Eva whispered with a sense of awe, no longer sounding bitter or jealous. Instead, a small smile formed on her face.

The changes in Alice weren't as drastic as Eva's. Well, not to others, but to Alice, who didn't grow after turning fifteen, the changes were amazing. Now she was just above 5'4", and her hair, which lacked any semblance of a witch or her mother, became pure white with a silver tint. 

"Eh!?" 

The moment she saw her hair reflected in a vial of salt, her eyes began to fill with tears.

"I finally have the same hair as Mother!"