Chapter 7: I Can’t Not Enroll
Everything made sense now, the reason why Hasfeldt had been kinder to me these past few days.
There was no time to think deeply about it. As soon as I finished reading the Emperor’s letter, I ran out.
I headed towards the Earth Magic research wing on the third floor. It was a place mainly inhabited by professors and grad students who created golems. When I searched the end of this hallway, I could see a sign with a familiar name.
[Meriga Heerlein / In Office]
Knock knock knock.
I knocked like a cat trying to claw its way out of the bathroom. My hands were sweating from urgency.
“Come in.”
When I entered and closed the door behind me, the distinct odor of rare-earth elements stung my nose. It was quite a different smell from the Fire Magic lab.
Professor Heerlein was in the center dissecting the limb of a high-level Beast.
“Oh my, what brings you here?”
“I have something urgent to tell you.”