Chapter 410 (1/2)

In the open cloister, a man, ignoring the sign ”no running and casting on the corridor” on the wall, is struggling to run.

In the long space, he could only hear the footsteps of his hard soled leather shoes touching the marble floor, and his panting voice, which became rapid because of his violent activities.

”Lost it...”

Claude hid behind a column, stroked his chest with one hand, and kept breathing deeply to calm himself down as soon as possible, so as to reduce the chance of being found. This is the experience and skill he has developed after being pursued by various forces in Morag for more than ten years.

When he was sure that his breathing and heart rate were back to normal, even a little more hidden than ordinary people, he cautiously poked out half of his face from behind the column and observed the situation behind him.

The interior of Aldrich's castle is much larger than it looks on the outside. Also because of this, the structure inside is extremely complicated.

But it doesn't matter if you don't know the way. The more complicated the internal structure, the higher the success rate of escape for Claude.

As for how to get out of the castle - there are windows at intervals in the corridor, not decorations

There was no figure in the straight corridor.

Most of the classrooms in use are on the first to third floors. The fourth floor is the location of the teaching staff's office and some special rooms. There are very few people. It's normal to be so lonely.

When Claude was relieved by the thought of ”finally getting rid of that guy,” a voice suddenly came from behind him.

”The warm-up is over.”

Franken pushed his glasses, a trinket Sophia had given him to cover his eyes.

Then he flashed his silver knife and fork: ”so can we continue our experiment?”

”Get rid of your crap experiment

Claude's face changed, and at the same time he rolled and ran again.

”As a member of Aldrich Well, even if it's just research material It's not good to spit dirty words

Franken didn't seem to care about the young man's attitude of turning around and running. He walked up with his slender body and did not forget to preach to the other side.

It's easy to get cross talk when running, so Claude can only endure the long, smelly sermon floating around his ears without saying a word.

But he obviously underestimated each other's endurance In a sense, there's no such thing as a skeleton unless it's running to its lower leg and tibia dislocated.

So he was tragic.

”You are Wheezing, wheezing What to do Wheezing, wheezing Just let me go

Run to the whole person is about to exhausted, began to wobble Claude a sad look asked.

”I'm just following the instructions of the Dean, and I'll make a complete and thorough study of your disease called ghost disease.”

Said Franken, in his spare tone, turning the screw on his head.

”What you're talking about is vivisection.”

Claude, who had witnessed the tragedy in Franken's laboratory, immediately cried out.

”Nonsense.” Franken continued to turn the screw, changing his tone to the right words: ”even if it's a dead body, I'll dissect it.”

”There's no denying it at all.”

make complaints about it while Claude is not paying attention to Franken, and he suddenly enters a narrow corridor.