"Where is Theodore? His desk... Sigh... And they said he was an organized person..."
Just like I did, the Duke asked about the scholar's whereabouts. Taking a quick glance to look at the buried desk in the middle of the lower floor, he sighed at the mountain of books and papers covering, not only the desk but most of the floor surrounding it.
As I followed the Duke to take a glance, I also sighed at the sight and felt incredibly uncomfortable with anxiety about how disorganised everything looked.
'... It's even worse than last time... What's this guy doing with all those books anyway?'
"Dear, I will go look for Theodore. Is there anything you need? If they haven't changed the arrangement of the books, I may be able to tell you where the books you need are."
'Right!... I almost forgot I also need to do the investigation on the date, the seasons and that Zate thing he mentioned before...'
