Dav (thinking): Yesterday, I found nothing but a few books, some old scrolls with ancient writing, and an old key...

  Guys, make sure to copy everything from the board and read in silence.

  Kael Solis: You look deep in thought. Did something happen?

  Dav: Kael, can you stop being so formal with me?.. It's pretty old-fashioned and boring.

  Kael Solis (chuckling softly): Alright. But then, you’ll have to do the same with me.

  Dav (at peace): Great.

  Do you happen to know anyone who can read ancient languages?

  Professor Kael (crossing his arms): Honestly, no... You should ask the librarian or Vice Principal Rugerus Andreas.

  They’re much more connected to the academy’s professors and know them well.

  Dav: Alright. I’ll make sure to speak with Valeria after lunch.

  Dav: Alright, guys, go eat.

  Don’t forget about your other lessons with different professors later.

  I encourage you not to fall asleep during this free hour.

  Narrator: Everyone was already in their seats, even Miss Evelyn Rosendale joined once again with everyone else.

  The usual gossip and chatter from both professors and students filled the room.

  Evelyn and Kael kept complimenting Miss Iris’s cooking.

  After lunch, Dav headed to the library again to talk to Valeria Moretti.

  Dav (thinking): Where’s that ambush fanatic hiding?

  (Surprised) Oh...

  (Leaning against the bookshelf with his back) So, no surprise attacks today? You were checking if there were any more books, weren’t you?

  Valeria Moretti: Yes, you piqued my interest yesterday, and I’ve been looking for books for you for a few hours so we can find more about these scrolls.

  Dav: Speaking of that...

  Do you know any professor who knows more about this? About ancient languages, scrolls, and such?

  Valeria Moretti (irritated): There is a professor, but we don’t have a good relationship.

  She’s incredibly annoying and always brags about her work, that brat...

  She doesn’t understand the difference between a great mage and a researcher.

  She needs a lesson so she can stop being such a nuisance.

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  Dav: Where can I find her?

  Valeria Moretti: She’ll be in her room... or whatever you can call a room.

  Always dim lighting, surrounded by documents, photos, and scrolls.

  (Trying to change Dav’s mind) Are you sure you want to go? We can probably find something here without having to ask that brat

  Dav: Will you come with me?

  Valeria Moretti (already irritated at the thought): Fine.

  That way, you’ll see for yourself how unbearable she is.

  Dav (tired): We’ve walked quite a bit from one wing to another...

  Are you sure this is the place?

  Valeria Moretti (distressed): Unfortunately, yes. I’m sure.

  Dav (observing the door): Alright, then let’s go in.

  Valeria Moretti (sighing): Don’t say I didn’t warn you...

  Professor Lucrezia Bianchi (from her desk, without looking up): Hm? Who dares to disturb my work?

  Valeria Moretti (forcing a smile): Ah, there you are. I brought someone who wants to learn more about your research.

  Dav (looking around the room curiously): This isn’t exactly the kind of environment I expected from serious research.

  Professor Lucrezia Bianchi (lifting her gaze, irritated): And who might you be? Don’t you think I have something more important to do than entertaining visitors?

  Valeria Moretti (frustrated but keeping her composure): Let me introduce you to Professor Dav.

  And if he’s here, it’s for a good reason.

  Dav (pausing for a moment): Indeed, I’m looking for information on ancient languages and scrolls.

  Do you know anything about them?

  Professor Lucrezia Bianchi (with an arrogant smile): Finally, someone who knows how to ask real questions.

  Of course, I do, but perhaps you’ll have to wait a bit...

  I’m not the type to answer immediately.

  Dav (a stress vein popping on his forehead): I’m glad you’re so happy, but I don’t have time.

  Can you tell me more about these two scrolls and this old key?

  Lucrezia Bianchi (her pride swelling): Why should I waste my time with you?

  Who do you think you are to tell me what to do?

  Valeria Moretti (thinking): She’s always so irritating, maybe he can handle her...

  (Thinking, worried): Shit! He’s mad! He could kill her right now.

  His face is really irritated...

  She would deserve it, that bratty little girl.

  Dav (sighing): Fine, I won’t waste my time.

  Lucrezia Bianchi (looking at Dav with disdain): Don’t think I have time to waste on you.

  If you really want something, tell me what you need, and I’ll decide if it’s worthy of my attention.

  Valeria Moretti (casting a worried glance at Dav): He’s seriously about to explode.

  I don’t know how to stop him, he might really put her in her place, and I don’t think Lucrezia deserves that kind of treatment...

  Dav (whispering, calmer but firm): Lucrezia, your superiority is evident, but it doesn’t give you the right to ignore important things.

  If you can’t help me, then let me find someone who will.

  Lucrezia Bianchi (with a defiant smile): You can’t stand someone being more knowledgeable than you, can you?

  But you see, that’s the price of talent.

  Valeria Moretti (thinking nervously): I can’t do anything, I’m afraid Dav won’t stop if he gets too caught up in his anger...

  Dav (blood-red eyes): Have a good day, Lucrezia Bianchi.

  Dav’s few words, spoken with an eerily perfect calm, seemed to weigh more than a thousand insults.

  Despite her confident facade, something in that voice, in those eyes glowing red with restrained frustration, made her falter.

  Her superiority, built over years of study and vanity, suddenly didn’t seem so solid anymore.

  Dav (with an implacable tone): "I think your time is better spent elsewhere."

  Lucrezia felt a lump in her throat but maintained her smile, trying to hide the discomfort growing inside her.

  She couldn’t allow anyone, not even Dav, to shake her self-esteem.

  Lucrezia Bianchi (angry but feeling a tinge of fear): Get out and don’t come back!

  [They left the room]

  Valeria Moretti (thinking tensely): He’s too angry, I’m even scared to talk to him right now...

  Dav: Professor, let’s go back to the library and search for something in these next two hours, I’m already exhausted.

  Valeria Moretti (thinking): He’s so pissed off that he’s not even showing it.

  [Lucrezia Bianchi is a 22-year-old brilliant researcher in the field of ancient languages, scrolls, and history.

  Despite her young age, she is already highly respected for her deep knowledge of ancient texts and forgotten languages. However, her arrogant attitude and tendency to boast about her discoveries make her difficult to tolerate, especially for Valeria, who considers her a "brat."

  Lucrezia is ambitious and determined to gain recognition for her work, but her lack of humility often leads her to underestimate others, including more experienced researchers.

  With her wavy brown hair, proud gaze, and confident posture, Lucrezia always seeks to assert her superiority in the academic field.]