Chapter 527: The Fisherman Never Lacks Air Force_1

For Mary, the Masters College at night was also a strange and unsettling place.

After all, even she had never stayed so late at the Masters College. At this moment, Mary felt like a child who had done something wrong, cautiously crossing the main gate, passing through the courtyard, when suddenly... a voice appeared.

"It's rare to see you so late in the evening, Mary Clarissa?"

"Ah…"

Upon hearing this voice, Mary was taken aback. She turned her head towards the fountain in the courtyard, where a blonde-haired, blue-eyed, handsome young man wearing lavish clothes was observing her with a smile.

"I did not expect to see you at this hour. Has the muse of the history department finally caught the eye of some research laboratory?"

Heinz Beck…