102 Epilogue *

Nine months after Adrian was admitted into the Academy- shortly after he 'recovered' from the 'grave injuries' he faced from the 'potioneering accident.'

Afternoon.

Adrian was lying on his bed- bored.

"Tsk." He clicked his tongue. "Seems like that bitch is not coming today. She will definitely use faculty meeting as an excuse- again."

"Mia still thinks I am injured. She stopped coming in fear that she would lose control. Well…" A proud smile formed on his face. "I can't blame her."

"What can I do? What can I do?" His body squirmed, as if boredom was an ethereal entity grasping him- binding him to the bed.

"Injured…" His body suddenly relaxed. "That's right- I was injured." A smile creeped out on his face.

"It's time for a medical checkup."

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Faculty room- the medical department.

Adrian easily found his way to the desk of the person he was searching for.

"Good afternoon, Instructor White." He greeted.