Leaving the University of Bordeaux, Roger stood at the entrance and looked back at this centuries-old institution. Strangely, Dickinson's bizarre gaze seemed to linger on him.
"What a weirdo."
Dickinson's attitude towards him had been odd, but now Roger couldn't tell whether it was malice or goodwill. He just instinctively felt something was off and wanted to keep his distance.
He drove straight to the Bordeaux library, a place abundant with materials that facilitated his research and filled in the gaps.
The book's cover was made of black goatskin and the content within was almost all handwritten, occasionally adorned with a few briefings.
It was evident that Dickinson was indeed a professor-level figure in historical research, as the entire book was dedicated to the content related to the Stuart Family.
Roger found a secluded corner and patiently began to flip through it.
