Chapter 87
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‘W-What did he say again? Where was it?’
Julian looked around, panting for breath.
Of course, he wasn’t familiar with the Academy’s layout.
‘That weirdo with the weird way of speaking rambled on about a bunch of things, but I only remember the last part. Was it the Theology Library?’
Having completely forgotten everything Theo had said about the teaching office and research room, Julian headed straight for the Theology Library.
‘His delivery is a mess, and he’s teaching students? I bet his lectures are absolute garbage. But wait, is this even the right way to the Theology Library?’
It was located in a remote corner of the Academy grounds—a standalone building, and quite far away.
To make things worse, the door to the Theology Library was locked.
Julian, unfazed, rummaged through his pocket, pulled out a wire, and started jamming it into the lock.
‘I wasn’t called a delinquent butcher’s son for nothing. I’ve mastered these little tricks.’
Only after the lock clicked open did he scratch the back of his head and mutter,