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Chapter 30 — A Death Case
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2024-10-29 19:42:56With the consent of the Academia's mass-entitled 'Greatest Professor', Tristan was permitted to attend his siblings for the night. Shame to admit, he was quite disappointed that Thea was quick to fall into deep slumber just an hour after his arrival.
On the positive side, he was glad she was showing a good sign of adjustment to her new environment.
But looking at his brother, he sure had it tough than enjoyable.
"You seem worn out, Johann. Anything wrong?" Tristan asked, expressing his deep concern towards the miserable and visibly restless state of his younger brother.
Johann's first day at the Academia surely did not proceed to his liking. Being completely unfamiliar of mystic arts in general, everything that was laid in front of him contributed nothing but confusion in his mind.
Staring blankly at nowhere just a few seconds ago, Tristan's words kicked him off his pensive disposition.
"Everything is wrong! Arg
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